Dekker, Thomas / Chettle, Henry / Haughton, William · published 1603 · first performed or written 1600 [Oct 16-Dec 29, payment] (Annals) comedy · Admiral's (Nottingham's) Men unassigned nearest T28 Marriage-making: weddings, brides and ma · 500 words
Marked words are the most distinguishing words of the nearest topic T28: married, marriage, wedding, day, bride, father, wife, luce, love, husband.
By Cod is love her out a cry now, sir owen could tame her before, but Prittish ploude scorns to side with Laties, yes faith scorns out a cry, a pogs on't 'tis nought: Gwenthian shall no more be called Gwenthian but patient Grissel, ah ha is. Our joys are complete, forward to our feast, Patience hath won the prize and now is blessed. Nay brother your pardon awhile: beside ourselves there are a number here, that have beheld Grissel's patience, you own trials, and Sir Owen's sufferance, Gwenthyan's frowardness, these Gentlemen lovertine and myself a hater of love: amongst this company I trust there are some maiden bachelors, and virgin maidens, those that live in that freedom & love it, those that know the war of marriage and hate it, set their hands to my bill, which is rather to die a maid and lead Apes in hell, than to live a wife and be continually in hell. Iulia by your leaves a lidle while, you taug and you prabble about shidings in marriages, and you abuse young men's and damsels, & frayed them from good sports and honourable states: but hear you now, awl that be sembled here, know you that discords mag good music, and when loners fall out is soon fallen in, and 'tis good you knaw: pray you all be married, for wedlock increases peoples and cities, awl you then that have husbands that you would pridle, set your hands to Gwenthyan's pill, for 'tis not fid that poor women's should be kept always under. Since Iulia of the maids, and Gwenthian Of froward wives, entreat a kind applaud, See Grissel among all this multitude, Who will be friend to gentle patience? Ha ha ha, Grissel is weary, pray let sir owen speag Grissel is patient, and her cozen is patient, therefore is speage for two, God's plude you see her Latie is spride of buttery, yet sir owen tame her and tear her ruffs, & mag her cry and put ou her parrels, and say is sorry Sir owen, mark that well: if sir owen was not patient, her Latie had not been pridled, if Grissel had not been patient her cozen marquess had not been pridled: well now if you love sir Owen's Latie, I hope you love sir owen too, or is grow mighty angry, sir owen love you as God udge me out a cry, a terrible feal, do you hear now, then pray awl that have crabbed husbands and cannot mend them, as Grissel's had, and awl that have fixen wives, and yet is tame her well enough as sir owen does, & awl that have scolds as sir owen does, and awl that love fair Laties as sir owen does, to said her two hands to his pill, and by God shall have sir Owen's herd and soul in his pellie: and so God save you all. Man grass wortha whee, Man grass wortha whee. God night cousins all.
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By Cod is loue her out a cry now, sir owen could tame her before, but Prittish ploude scawrnes to fide wt Laties, yes faith scornes out a cry, a pogs ont tis nought: Gwenthian shall no more be call'd Gwenthian but patient Grissill, ah ha is. Our ioyes are compleate, forward to our feast, Patience hath won the prize and now is blest. Nay brother your pardon awhile: besides our selues there are a number héere, that haue behelde Grissils patience, you owne tryals, and Sir Owens sufferance, Gwenthians frowardnes, these Gentlemen louertine and my selfe a hater of loue: amongst this company I trust there are some mayden batchelers, and virgin maydens, those that liue in that freedome & loue it, those that know the war of mariage and hate it, set their hands to my bill, which is rather to dye a mayde and leade Apes in hell, then to liue a wife and be continually in hell. Iulia by your leaues a lidle while, you taug and you prable about shidings in mariages, and you abuse yong mens and damsels, & fraide them from good sportes and honorable states: but heare you now, awl that bee sembled heere, know you that discord's mag good musicke, and when loners fall out is soone fall in, and tis good you knaw: pray you al be maried, for wedlocke increases peoples and cities, awl you then that haue husbands that you would pridle, set your hands to Gwenthians pill, for tis not fid that poore womens should be kept alwaies vnder. Since Iulia of the maides, and Gwenthian Of froward wiues, intreate a kinde applaude, See Grissill among all this multitude, Who will be friend to gentle patience? Ha ha ha, Grissil is weary, pray let sir owen speag Grissill is patient, and her cozen is patient, therefore is speage for two, Gods plude you see her Latie is spride of buttrie, yet sir owen tame her and teare her ruffes, & mag her cry and put ou her parrels, and say is sorry Sir owen, marg that well: if sir owen was not patient, her Latie had not beene pridled, if Grissill had not beene patient her cozen Marquesse had not been pridled: well now if you loue sir owens Latie, I hope you loue sir owen too, or is grow mighty angry, sir owen loue you as God vdge mee out a cry, a terrible feale, doe you heare now, then pray awl that haue crabbed husbands and cannot mend them, as Grissils had, and awl that haue fixen wiues, and yet is tame her well enough as sir owen does, & awl that haue scoldes as sir owen does, and awl that loue faire Laties as sir owen does, to sed her two hands to his pill, and by God shall haue sir owens heard and soule in his pellie: and so God saue you all. Man gras wortha whee, Man gras wortha whee. God night Cozens awl.