The Dutch Courtesan (Cockle de Moye) · chunk 16 of 35
Marston, John · published 1605 · first performed or written 1605 [1603-1605] (Annals) comedy · Children of the Queen's Revels · Blackfriars unassigned nearest T28 Marriage-making: weddings, brides and ma · 510 words
Marked words are the most distinguishing words of the nearest topic T28: married, marriage, wedding, day, bride, father, wife, luce, love, husband.
Good quick-sister, stay your pace we are private, but the world would censure you, for truly severe modesty is women's virtue. Fie, Fie, virtue is a free pleasant buxom quality: I love a constant countenance well, but this froward ignorant coins, four austere lumpish uncivil privateness, that promises nothing but rough skins, and hard stools, ha, fie out good for nothing but for nothing, well nurse, and what do you conceive of all this? Nay faith my conceiving days be done, marry for kissing i'll defend that, that's within my compass, but for my own part here's mistress Beatrice is to be married with the grace of God, a fine gentleman he is shall have her and I warrant a strong, he has a leg like a post, a nose like a Lion, a brow like a Bull, and a beard of most fair expectation: this week you must marry him, and I now will read a lecture to you both, how you shall behave yourselves to your husbands, the first month of your nuptial, I ha' broke my skull about it, I can tell you and there is much brain in it. Read it to my sister good nurse, for I assure you i'll near marry. Marry God forfend, what will you do then? Faith strive against the flesh, marry? no faith, husbands are like lots in the lottery: you may draw forty blanks before you find one that has any prize in him, A husband generally is a careless domineering thing that grows like coral which as long as it is under water is soft and tender, but as soon as it has got his branch above the waves is presently hard stiff, not to be bowed but burst, so when your husband is a suitor & under your choice, Lord how supple he is, how obsequious, how at your service sweet Lady: once married got up his head above A stiff crooked knobby inflexible tyrannous creature he grows then they turn like water, more you would embrace the less you hold, i'll live my own woman, and if the worst come to the worst, I had rather prove a wag then a fool. O but a virtuous marriage. Virtuous marriage? there is no more affinity betwixt virtue and marriage, then betwixt a man and his horse, indeed virtue gerts up upon marriage sometimes, and manageth it in the right way, but marriage is of another piece, for as a horse may be without a man, and a man without a horse, so marriage you know is often without virtue, and virtue I am sure more oft without marriage, but thy match sister, by my troth I think 'twill do well, he's a well shaped clean lipped gentleman of a handsome, but not affected fineness, a good faithful eye, and a well humoured cheek, would he did not stoop in the shoulders for thy sake, see here he is. Good day Sweet. Good morrow brother nay you shall have my lip, good morrow servant. Good morrow sweet life.
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Good quick-ſiſter, ſtay your pace we are priuat, but the world would cenſure you, for truly ſeuere modeſty is womens vertue. Fye, Fye,, vertue is a free pleaſant buxom qualitie: I loue a conſtant countenance well, but this froward ignorant coynes, fower auſtere lumpiſh vnciuill priuatenes, that promiſes nothing but rough ſkins, and hard ſtooles, ha, fy out good for nothing but for nothing, well nurſe, and what do you conceaue of all this? Nay faith my conceauing dayes be done, marry for kiſſing ile defend that, thats within my compas, but for my own part heers miſtres Beatrice is to be married with the grace of God, fine gentleman he is ſhall haue her and I warrant a ſtronge, he has a legg like a poſt, a noſe like a Lion, a brow like a Bull, and a beard of moſt faire expectation: this weeke you muſt marry him, and I now will read a lecture to you both, how you ſhall behaue your ſelues to your huſbands, the firſt monneth of your nuptiall, I ha broake my ſkull about it, I can tell you and there is much braine in it. Read it to my ſiſter good nurſe, for I aſſure you ile nere marry. Marry God forfend, what will you doe then? Fayth ſtriue againſt the fleſh, marry? no fayth, huſbands are like lotts in the lottery: you may drawe forty blankes before you finde one that has any priſe in him, A huſband generally is a careles dominering thing that growes like coroll which as long as it is vnder water is ſoft and tender, but as ſoone as it has got his branch aboue the waues is preſently hard ſtiffe, not to be bowed but burſt, ſo when your husband is a ſutor & vnder your choyſe, Lord how ſuple hee is, how obſequious, how at your ſeruice ſweet Lady: once married got vp his head aboue A ſtiffe crooked knobby inflexible tyrannous creature he grows then they turne like water, more you would imbrace the leſſe you hould, ile liue my owne woman, and if the worſt come to the worſt, I had rather prooue a wagge then a foole. O but a vertuous marriage. Vertuous marrige? there is no more affiaity betwixt vertue and marriage, then betwixt a man and his horſe, indeed vertue gerts vp vppon marriage ſometimes, and maageth it in the right way, but marriage is of another peece, for as a horſe may be without a man, and a man without a horſe, ſo marriage you know is often without vertue, and vertue I am ſure more oft without marriage, but thy match ſiſter, by my troth I thinke twill do well, hees a well ſhapt cleane lipp'd gentleman of a handſome, but not affected finenes, a good faithfull eye, and a well humord cheeke, would he did not ſtoope in the ſhoulders for thy ſake, ſee here he is. Good day Sweete. Good morrow brother nay you ſhall haue my lip, good orrow ſeruant. Good morrow ſweete life.