How a Man May Choose a Good Wife from a Bad · chunk 28 of 43
Anonymous · published 1602 · first performed or written 1602 [c.1601-1602] (Annals) comedy · Worcester's Men unassigned nearest T28 Marriage-making: weddings, brides and ma · 492 words
Marked words are the most distinguishing words of the nearest topic T28: married, marriage, wedding, day, bride, father, wife, luce, love, husband.
ay, in the last words? ha, ha, ha, It was an excellent admired jest, To them that understood it. It was indeed, I must for fashion's sake Say as they say, but otherwise, o God. Good M. Arthur thanks for our good cheer. Gentlemen, welcome all, now hear me speak; One special cause that moved me lead you hither, Is for ancient grudge that hath long since Continued twixt my modest wife and me, The wrongs that I have done her, I recant. In either hand I hold a several Cup, This in the right hand, Wife I drink to thee, This in the left hand pledge me in this draft, Burying all former hatred, so have to thee. The welcom'st pledge that yet I ever took: Were this wine poison, or did taste like gall, The honey sweet condition of your draft, Would make it drink like Nectar, I will pledge you, Were it the last that I should ever drink. Make that account; thus Gentlemen you see, Our late discord brought to a unity. Ecce quam bonum & quam jucundum, Est habitare featres in unum. My heart doth taste the sweetness of your pledge, And I am glad to see this sweet accord. Glad quotha, there's not one amongst us, But may be exceeding glad. I am, I marry am I, that I am. The best accord that could betide their loves. The worst accord that could betide my love. What rising Gentles, keep your places, I'll close up your stomachs with a grace. O Domine & Chare puter, That giv'st us wine in stead of water, And from the Pond and River clear, Makest nappy Ale and good March Beer, That send'st us sundry sorts of meat, And every thing we drink or eat, To maids, to wives, to boys, to men, Laus Deo sancte Amen. So much good do ye all, and Gentlemen, Accept your welcomes better than your cheer. Nay so we do, I'll give you thanks for all. Come M. justice, you do walk our way, And M. Arthur, and old Hugh your man, we'll be the first will strain courtesy. God be with you all. Propimus ego sum, I'll be the next, And man you home, how say you Lady? I pray you do, good sir Aminadab. Sir, if it be not too much trouble to you, Let me entreat that kindness at your hands. Entreat; fie, no sweet Lass command. Sic so nunc, now take the upper hand. Come wife, this meeting was all for our sakes, I long to see the force my poison takes. My dear, dear husband, in exchange of hate, My love and heart shall on your service wait. So doth my love on thee, but long no more, To her rich love, thy service is too poor. For shame no more, you had best expostulate Your love with every stranger, leave these sighs, And change them to familiar conference.
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I, in the last words? ha, ha, ha, It was an excellent admired ieast, To them that vnderstood it. It was indeed, I must for fashions sake Say as they say, but otherwise, ô God. Good M. Arthur thankes for our good cheare. Gentlemē, welcome all, now heare me speak; One speciall cause that mou'd me lead you hither, Is for auncient grudge that hath long since Continued twixt my modest wife and me, The wrongs that I haue done her, I recant. In either hand I hold a seuerall Cup, This in the right hand, Wife I drinke to thee, This in the left hand pledge me in this draught, Burying all former hatred, so haue to thee. The welcom'st pledge that yet I euer tooke: Were this wine poyson, or did taste like gall, The honey sweet condition of your draught, Would make it drinke like Nectar, I will pledge you, Were it the last that'I should euer drinke. Make that account; thus Gentlemen you see, Our late discord brought to a vnitie. Ecce quam bonum & quam iucundum, Est habitare featres in vnum. My heart doth tast the sweetnes of your pledge, And I am glad to see this sweete accord. Glad quotha, theres not one amongst vs, But may be exceeding glad. I am, I marrie am I, that I am. The best accord that could betide their loues. The worst accord that could betide my loue. What rising Gentles, keep your places, Ile close vp your stomackes with a grace. O Domine & Chare puter, That giu'st vs wine in stead of water, And from the Pond and Riuer cleere, Mak'st nappie Ale and good March Beere, That send'st vs sundry sorts of meate, And euery thing we drinke or eate, To maides, to wiues, to boyes, to men, Laus Deo sancte Amen. So much good do ye all, and Gentlemen, Accept your welcomes better then your cheare. Nay so we doo, Ile giue you thankes for all. Come M. Iustice, you do walke our way, And M. Arthur, and old Hugh your man, Weele be the first will straine curtesie. God be with you all. Propimus ego sum, Ile be the next, And man you home, how say you Lady? I pray you do, good sir Aminadab. Syr, if it be not too much trouble to you, Let me intreat that kindnesse at your hands. Intreat; fie, no sweete Lasse commaund. Sic so nunc, now take the vpper hand. Come wife, this meeting was all for our sakes, I long to see the force my poyson takes. My deare, deare husband, in exchange of hate, My loue and heart shall on your seruice waite. So doth my loue on thee, but long no more, To her rich loue, thy seruice is too poore. For shame no more, you had best expostulate Your loue with euery straunger, leaue these sighes, And chaunge them to familiar conference.