Marston, John · published 1606 · first performed or written 1604 (Annals) comedy · Children of the Queen's Revels · Blackfriars unassigned nearest T28 Marriage-making: weddings, brides and ma · 523 words
Marked words are the most distinguishing words of the nearest topic T28: married, marriage, wedding, day, bride, father, wife, luce, love, husband.
What strange thing does this Almanac speak of fool? Is this your lady Sir Amorous? It is, kiss her fool. You may kiss her now, she is married. So he might ha' done before, In sober modesty Sir, I do not use to do it behind. Good fool be acquainted with this lady to, she's of a very honest nature I assure thee. I easily believe you sir, for she hath a very vile face, I assure you. But what strange things does thy Almanac speak of good fool? That this year no child shall be begotten, but shall have a true Father. That's good news i'faith, I am glad I got my wife with child this year, Why Sir Amaros this may be, and yet you not the true father, may it not Herod? But what more says it good Fawn? Faith Lady very strange things, it says, that some Ladies of your hair, shall have feeble hams, short memories and very weak eye sight, so that they shall mistake their own Page, or even brother in law, sometimes for their husbands. Is that all Fawn? No sir Amaros, here's likewise prophesied a great scarcity of Gentry to ensue, and that some Boars shall be dubbed Sir Amoroso. A great scarcity of Lawyers is likewise this year to ensue, so that some one of them shall be entreated to take fees a both sides. Most dear, dear Lady, wife, Lady, wife, O do not but look on me, and ha' some mercy. I will ha' no mercy, I will not relent. Sweet Lady. The order shall stand, I am separated, and I will be separated. dear, my love, wife. Hence fellow, I am none of thy wife, Noah I will be tyrannous and a most deep revenger, the order shall stand, I will marry a fellow that keeps a fox in his bosom, a goat under his arm holes, and a polecat in his mouth, rather than re-accept thee. Alas, by the Lord Lady what should I say? as heaven shall bless me— what should I say? Kneel and cry man. Was I not handsome, generous, honest enough from my foot to my feather, for such a fellow as thou art? Alas I confess I confess. But go thy ways & wive with whom thou wilt for my part, thou hast spun a fair thread, who'll kiss thee now? who'll court thee now? who'll ha' thee now? Yet be a woman— and for God's sake help me. And do not stand too stiffly. And do not stand too stiffly, do you make an Ass of me? but let these rascals laugh at me, Alas what could I do withal? 'twas my destiny that I should abuse you. So it is your destiny that I should thus revenge your abuse: No the Irishman shall hate Aquavitae, the Welshman cheese and the Dutchman salt butter before i'll love or receive thee, does he cry? does the babe pule? 'tis to late now, thou shouldest ha' cried before, 'tis to late now, go bury thy head in silence, and let oblivion be thy utmost hope.
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What strange thing dos this Almanack speak of foole? Is this your lady Sir Amarous? It is, kisse her foole. You may kisse her now, she is maried. So he might ha done before, In sober modesty Sir, I doe not vse to doe it behind. Good foole be acquainted with this lady to, shee's of a very honest nature I assure thee. I easily beleeue you sir, for she hath a very vile face, I assure you. But what strange thinges dos thy Almanacke speake of good foole? That this yeare no childe shal be begotten, but shall haue a true Father. Thats good newes ifaith, I am glad I got my wife with child this yeare, Why Sir Amaros this may be, and yet you not the true father, may it not Herod? But what more sayes it good Fawne? Faith Lady very strange thinges, it sayes, that some Ladies of your hayre, shall haue feeble hams, short memories and very weake eye sight, so that they shall mistake their owne Page, or euen brother in law, sometimes for their husbandes. Is that all Fawne? No sir Amaros, heeres likewise prophesied a great skarsitie of Gentrie to ensue, and that some Bores shall be dubbed Sir Amoroso. A great scarsitie of Lawyers is likewise this yeare to ensue, so that some one of them shall be entreated to take fees a both sides. Most deere, deere Lady, wife, Lady, wife, O do not but looke on me, and ha some mercy. I will ha no mercie, I wil not relent. Sweete Ladie. The order shall stand, I am separated, and I wil be separated. Deere, my loue, wife. Hence fellow, I am none of thy wife, noe I will be tyrannous and a most deepe reuenger, the order shal stand, I will marry a fellow that keepes a fox in his bosom, a goat vnder his arme holes, and a polecat in his mouth, rather then reaccept thee. Alas, by the Lord Ladie what should I say? as heauen shall blesse me— what should I say? Kneele and crie man. Was I not handsom, generous, honest enough from my foote to my feather, for such a fellow as thou art? Alas I confesse I confesse. But goe thy waies & wiue with whome thou wilt for my part, thou hast spun a fair thread, whole kisse thee now? whole court thee now? whole ha thee now? Yet be a woman—and for Gods sake helpe mee. And doe not stand too stifly. And doe not stand too stifly, doe you make an Asse of me? but let these raskals laugh at me, Alas what could I doe withall? t'was my destiny that I should abuse you. So it is your destiny that I should thus reuenge your abuse: No the Irishman shall hate Aquauitae, the Welshman cheese and the Dutchman salt butter before ile loue or receiue thee, dos he crie? dos the babe pule? t'is to late now, thou shouldest ha cried before, t'is to late now, goe bury thy head in silence, and let obliuion be thy vtmost hope.