Marked words are the most distinguishing words of T28: married, marriage, wedding, day, bride, father, wife, luce, love, husband.
Well, I will go, but not in this disguise; Arm thee with policy Frank, Frank must be wise: Now would the substance of this borrowed shape Were here in presence, and see where he comes, Poor in the well framed limbs of nature, but Rich in kindness beyond comparison. Welcome dear friend, the kindest soul alive, Here I resign thy habit back again, Whereby I prove the happiest man that breaths. Hast thou then, sweet blood, been fortunate? Hark, I will tell thee all: Faith sir, methinks of late you are very light. As a feather, sweet Rogue, as a feather: Have I not good cause, sweet Mall, sweet Mall, Hath she not caused the same: well, if I live, sweet wench, Either by night or day I will requite your kindness. Now I will take my leave, to put the same in practice. Good fortune wait on thee. Mall, thou art mine, by thine own consent; How sayst thou Mall? Yes forsooth. I am witness sir. But that is not sufficient Mall, if thou art content Mall, here's a Rogue hard by, a friend of mine, whom I will acquaint with our loves, and he shall be partaker of the match. Nay sir, if you mean to have partners in the match, I hope Ralfe can help to serve your wives turn as well as another, whate'er he be. How say you mistress? All's one to me, whom he please. Come then sweet Mall, we'll to the Drawer, There to dispatch what I further intend. And well remembered husband. A forward maiden by this light; husband before the clerk hath said Amen. He hath work of mine, I pray forget it not. I will not Mall. Now you lame Rogue, where is this maiden's work? my wives work you rascal, quick, give it her? Sweet signior, the sweet nymphs work is almost finished, but sweet blood, you drive me into admiration with your latter words, your sweet wives work, I admire it! I ye halting Rascal, my wives work; she's my wife before God and Ralfe, how sayst thou Mall, art thou not? Yes for sooth, and to confirm the same, Here in this presence, I plight my faith again; And speak again, what erst before was said, That none but you shall have my maidenhead. A good wench Mall, i'faith, now will I to thy father for his good will, Cripple, see you remember what is past, for I will call thee in question for a witness if need require, farewell cur, farewell dog. A due fond humorist, Parenthesis of jests, Whose humour like a needless cipher fills a room: But now Mall Berry, a word or two with you: Hast thou forgotten Barnet? thy thoughts were bent on him. On him Cripple! for what? was it for marriage? It was for love, why not for marriage? O monstrous! Were I a maid and should be so bewitched, I'd pull my eyes out that did lend me light, Exclaim against my fortune, ban my stars, And tear my heart, so yielding her consent To Bowdler's love, that froth of complement.
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Well, I will goe, but not in this disguise; Arme thee with policie Franke, Franke must be wise: Now would the substance of this borrowed shape Were here in presence, and see where he comes, Poore in the well framd limbes of nature, but Rich in kindnesse beyond comparison. Welcome deere friend, the kindest soule aliue, Here I resigne thy habite backe againe, Whereby I prooue the happiest man that breaths. Hast thou then, sweet blood, been fortunate? Harke, I will tell thee all: Faith sir, me thinkes of late you are very light. As a feather, sweet Rogue, as a feather: Haue I not good cause, sweet Mall, sweet Mall, Hath she not causde the same: well, if I liue, sweet wench, Either by night or day I will requite your kindenesse. Now I will take my leaue, to put the same in practise. Good fortune waite on thee. Mall, thou art mine, by thine owne consent; How saist thou Mall? Yes forsooth. I am witnesse sir. But that is not sufficient Mall, if thou art content Mall, heer's a Rogue hard by, a friend of mine, whom I will acquaint with our loues, and hee shall bee partaker of the match. Nay sir, if you meane to haue partners in the match, I hope Ralfe can helpe to serue your wiues turne as well as another, what ere he be. How say you mistresse? Alls one to me, whom he please. Come then sweet Mall, weele to the Drawer, There to dispatch what I further intend. And well remembred husband. A forward maiden by this light; husband before the Clarke hath said Amen. He hath worke of mine, I pray forget it not. I will not Mall. Now you lame Rogue, where is this maidens worke? my wiues worke you rascall, quicke, giue it her? Sweet Seignior, the sweet Nimphes worke is almost finished, but sweete blood, you driue me into admiration with your latter words, your sweet wiues worke, I admire it! I yee halting Rascall, my wiues worke; shee's my wife before God and Ralfe, how saist thou Mall, art thou not? Yes for sooth, and to confirme the same, Heere in this presence, I plight my faith againe; And speake againe, what erst before was said, That none but you shall haue my maiden-head. A good wench Mall, ifaith, now will I to thy father for his good wil, Cripple, see you remember what is past, for I will call thee in question for a witnesse if neede require, farewell curre, farewell dogge. A due fond humorist, Parenthesis of iests, Whose humour like a needlesse Cypher sils a roome: But now Mall Berry, a word or two with you: Hast thou forgotten Barnet? thy thoughts were bent on him. On him Cripple! for what? was it for marriage? It was for loue, why not for marriage? O monstrous! Were I a maide and should be so bewitch'd, I'de pull my eyes out that did lend me light, Exclaime against my fortune, banne my starres, And teare my heart, so yeelding her consent To Bowdlers loue, that froth of complement.