Day, John · published 1633 · first performed or written 1606 (Annals) comedy · Children of the Queen's Revels · Blackfriars unassigned nearest T23 Husbands, wives and jealousy · 489 words · other edition — not in the analysis
Marked words are the most distinguishing words of the nearest topic T23: wife, husband, cuckold, jealousy, woman, jealous, mistress, love, house, honest.
His foil will appear the more palpable, and your conquest the more applausible, where shall we receive the Ladies? Be that our care, but on your lives be heedful of their▪ safeties. More than of our own my Lord. Enough, whilst you attend we'll to the Duke, and play all Gulls or none. All Gulls indeed since you had follies whip, No Gulls, to all Gulls, fools love fellowship. Look well to mine Ass there, Lord how I sweat with anger; this same's the house sure, and now like a wise Lady let me count my hurts, and see how I shall be revenged: it shall be so, i'll have them both carted, and Manasses shall go afore like a whiffler, and make way with his horns: where be these whores? open the door, where be these panders? O that I were not a Lady, I could scold like a butter-whore. Whose there a God's name? Lord for his mercy is the woman mad? Yes I thank ye foxed▪ horn mad, where's your companion, where's the old lecherous Goat my husband? open the door I say. Iesus for thy mercy sake, Madam what do you want? What do I want? the chief implement a woman should have; I want that as a woman cannot be without, I mean my husband I want. Your husband? I saw him not as I am an honest woman. Not as you are an honest, so I think, but as you are an arrant whore you did, you must have your Crevishes with a pox, cannot City Manchet and fresh God serve your turn, but you must have Court Cakebread and Crevishes with a vengeance? but come give me my husband, or I'll have him out of the flesh on thee, and yet I will not scold neither. Pray madam ha' patience: what should your husband do here? That which he should do at home with his wife, and he were worth his ears. Lady I protect I do not know him. Not know him? thou liest in every ve●e i'th' heart, thou liest thou knowest him, and as Adam knew Eve thou knowest him, he hath been as in ward with thee, as ever he was with me, he hath, by his own confession he hath, and thou deniest it, thou liest in thy throat like a Puritanical whore as thou art, O that I were a butter who●e for an hour I might scold a little. Madam they are no honest men that bring these tales to you. Men bring tales to me? I defy thee in thy guts, I defy thee. men bring tales to me? thou takest me to be one of thine own Church dost? they are no honest men that bring tales to thee and ha' wives of their own, & my husbands one of them, go thy ways now. I beseech you Madam do but hear me.
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His foile will appeare the more palpable, and your conqueſt the more applauſible, where ſhall we receiue the Ladies? Be that our care, but on your liues be heedfull of their▪ ſafeties. More then of our owne my Lord. Enough, whilſt you attend weele to the Duke, and play all Guls or none. All Guls indeed ſince you had follies vvhip, No Guls, to all Guls, fooles loue fellowſhip. Looke well to mine Aſſe there, Lord how I ſweat with anger; this ſames the houſe ſure, and now like a wiſe Lady let me count my hurts, and ſee how I ſhall be reveng'd: it ſhall be ſo, ile haue them both carted, and Manaſſes ſhall goe afore like a whifer, and make way with his hornes: where be theſe whores? open the doore, where bee theſe panders? O that I vvere not a Lady, I could ſcold like a butter-vvhore. Whoſe there a Gods name? Lord for his mercy is the vvoman mad? Yes I thanke yee fo't▪ horne mad, vvhere's your companion, vvhere's the old leacherous Goat my husband? open the doore I ſay. Ieſus for thy mercy ſake, Madam vvhat doe you vvant? What do I vvant? the chiefe implement a vvoman ſhould haue; I vvant that as a vvoman cannot be vvithout, I meane my husband I vvant. Your husband? I ſavv him not as I am an honeſt vvoman. Not as you are an honeſt, ſo I thinke, but as you are an arrant vvhore you did, you muſt haue your Creviſhes vvith a pox, cannot Citty Maunchet and freſh God ſerue your turne, but you muſt haue Court Cake-bread and Creviſhes vvith a vengeance? but come giue me my husband, or Ile haue him ou of the fleſh on thee, and yet I vvill not ſcold neither. Pray madam ha' patience: vvhat ſhould your husband doe here? That vvhich he ſhould doe at home vvith his vvife, and he were worth his eares. Lady I protect I doe not know him. Not know him? thou lieſt in every vee i'th heart, thou lyeſt thou knoweſt him, and as Adam knew Eue thou knoweſt him, he hath beene as in ward with thee, as ever he was with me, he hath, by his owne confeſſion he hath, and thou denieſt it, thou lieſt in thy throat like a Puritanicall whore as thou art, O that I were a butter whoe for an houre I might ſcold a little. Madam they are no honeſt men that bring theſe tales to you. Men bring tales to me? I deie thee in thy guts, I defie thee. men bring tales to mee? thou takeſt me to bee one of thine owne Church doſt? they are no honeſt men that bring tales to thee and ha' wiues of their own, & my husbands one of them, go thy waies now. I beſeech you Madam doe but heare me.