Satiromastix, or The Untrussing of the Humorous Poet · chunk 1 of 44
Dekker, Thomas · published 1602 · first performed or written 1601 (Annals) comedy · Lord Chamberlain's (Hunsdon's) Men and Children of Paul's (second) T28 Marriage-making: weddings, brides and ma typicality 0.71 · 522 words
Marked words are the most distinguishing words of T28: married, marriage, wedding, day, bride, father, wife, luce, love, husband.
COme bedfellow come, strew apace, strew, strew: in good troth 'tis pity that these flowers must be trodden under feet as they are like to be anon. Pity, alack pretty heart, thou art sorry to see any good thing fall to the ground: pity? no more pity, than to see an Innocent Maidenhead delivered up to the ruffling of her new-wedded husband. Beauty is made for use, and he that will not use a sweet soul well, when she is under his fingers I pray Venus he may never kiss a fair and a delicate, soft, red' plump-lip. Amen, and that's torment enough. Pity? come fool fling them about lustily; flowers never die a sweeter death, than when they are smothered to death in a lovers bosom, or else pave the high ways, over which these pretty, simpering, jetting things, called brides, must trip. I pray thee tell me, why do they use at weddings to furnish all places thus, with sweet herbs and flowers? One reason is, because 'tis— o a most sweet thing to lie with a man. I think 'tis a O more more more more sweet to lie with a woman. I warrant all men are of thy mind: another reason is, because they stick like the scutcheons of madam chastity, on the sable ground, weeping in their stalks, and winking with their yellow-sunk eyes, as loath to behold the lamentable fall of a Maidenhead: what senseless thing in all the house, that is not now as melancholy, as a new set-up Schoolmaster? Troth I am. Troth I think thou mournest, because thoust missed thy turn, I do by the quiver of Cupid: you see the torches melt themselves away in tears: the instruments wear their heart strings out for sorrow: and the Silver Ewers weep most pitiful rose-water: five or six pair of the white innocent wedding gloves, did in my sight choose rather to be torn in pieces than to be drawn on; and look this Rosemary, (a fatal herb) this deadman's nosegay, has crept in amongst these flowers to deck th'invisible corpse of the Bride's Maidenhead, when (oh how much do we poor wenches suffer) about eleven or twelve, or one o'clock at midnight at furthest, it descends to purgatory, to give notice that Caelestine (heigh ho) will never come to lead Apes in hell. I see by thy sighing thou wilt not. If I had as many Maidenheads, as I have hairs on my head I'd venture them all rather then to come into so hot a place; prithee strew thou, for my little arms are weary. I am sure thy little tongue is not. No faith that's like a woman bitten with fleas, it never lies still: fie upon't, what a miserable thing 'tis to be a noble Bride, there's such delays in rising, in fitting gowns, in tiring, in pinning Rebates, in poking, in dinner, in supper, in Revels, & last of all in cursing the poor nodding fiddlers, for keeping Mistress Bride so long up from sweeter Revels; that, oh I could never endure to put it up without much bickering.
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COme bedfellow come, strew apace, strew, strew: in good troth tis pitty that these flowers must be trodden vnder feete as they are like to bee anon. Pitty, alacke pretty heart, thou art sorry to see any good thing fall to the ground: pitty? no more pitty, then to see an Innocent Mayden-head deliuered vp to the ruffling of her new-wedded husband. Beauty is made for vse, and hee that will not vse a sweet soule well, when she is vnder his fingers I pray Venus he may neuer kisse a faire and a delicate, soft, red' plump-lip. Amen, and that's torment enough. Pitty? come foole fling them about lustily; flowers neuer dye a sweeter death, than when they are smoother'd to death in a Louers bosome, or else paue the high wayes, ouer which these pretty, simpring, ietting things, call'd brides, must trippe. I pray thee tell mee, why doe they vse at weddings to furnish all places thus, with sweet hearbes and flowers? One reason is, because tis—ô a most sweet thing to lye with a man. I thinke tis a O more more more more sweet to lye with a woman. I warrant all men are of thy minde: another reason is, because they sticke like the scutchions of madame chastity, on the sable ground, weeping in their stalkes, and wincking with theyr yellow-sunke eyes, as loath to beholde the lamentable fall of a Maydenhead: what senceles thing in all the house, that is not nowe as melancholy, as a new set-vp Schoolemaster? Troth I am. Troth I thinke thou mournst, because th'ast mist thy turne, I doe by the quiuer of Cupid: you see the torches melt themselues away in teares: the instruments weare theyr heart stringes out for sorrow: and the Siluer Ewers weepe most pittifull Rosewater: fiue or sixe payre of the white innocent wedding gloues, did in my sight choose rather to be torne in peeces than to be drawne on; and looke this Rosemary, (a fatall hearbe) this dead-mans nose-gay, has crept in amongst these flowers to decke th'nuisible coarse of the Brides Maydenhead, when (oh how much do we poore wenches suffer) about eleuen or twelue, or one a clock at midnight at furthest, it descends to purgatory, to giue notice that Caelestine (hey ho) will neuer come to lead Apes in hell. I see by thy sighing thou wilt not. If I had as many Mayden-heads, as I haue hayres on my head I'de venture them all rather then to come into so hot a place; prethy strew thou, for my little armes are weary. I am sure thy little tongue is not. No faith that's like a woman bitten wt fleas, it neuerlyes stil: ye vpont, what a miserable thing tis to be a noble Bride, there's such delayes in rising, in fitting gownes, in tyring, in pinning Rebatoes, in poaking, in dinner, in supper, in Reuels, & last of all in cursing the poore nodding fidlers, for keeping Mistris Bride so long vp from sweeter Reuels; that, oh I could neuer endure to put it vp without much bickering.