Sharpham, Edward · published 1607 · first performed or written 1607 (Annals) comedy · Children of the King's Revels unassigned nearest T28 Marriage-making: weddings, brides and ma · 494 words
Marked words are the most distinguishing words of the nearest topic T28: married, marriage, wedding, day, bride, father, wife, luce, love, husband.
Master Wages, your Master is the helm by which my labours are governed: and tell him I will steer all the navy of my actions by his directions: And so pray commend me back to him. Well sir then, till then Farewell. The like to you sir. Come Wise, I hope that thou shalt thrive, for as all your Cockatrices maintain surgeons by their issues: So doth the Priest and Midwife agree: I set them together, they make work for thee. And truly Husband, i'll come to their labours, be it at midnight, if they send for me. Doth my tire sit well Nan? Passing well, i'll assure you madam. Prithee tell me too, how am I dressed? Why thou art very well dressed too, but basted admirably: for the threads sit in thy Gown, Marry thou want'st a little Cramming. And that's pity; for I can tell you, I am of myself a rare bit. Nay then thou art for the servingmen, for your Gallants (I can assure you) ride altogether with a snaffle. Come, thou hast such a deal of wit. Indeed I had, before I spent it amongst such unthankful persons as you are Peg; but I prithee pin, my Gown close before: for it. That I will, but why then dost thou obscure thy Bravery? this thy Petticoat is a great deal richer then thy Gown. Faith I, I wear my clothes as your Gallants we are their wits, the best side inwards, I scorn to show it. But for all this Idle talk, I would we had appointed our marriage to morrow morning. Then the people would a stood gazing on us, and beside, we should have been like thee in dutch, subject to every cobblers interpretation, but now being married in the evening, presently bed time follows. Phoe, but 'tis not the fashion. Tut, hang fashion, I love it in nothing but my clothes. Why, thou know'st 'tis not the fashion in all places to lie with ones own husband every night. 'slight I had rather lie with a man, and never marry him, then marry a man and never lie with him, come, come, I speak my mind freely, I am none of these simpering wenches that come at every, word & says I forsooth, & no forsooth, & blushes at the sight of a child, it puts her in mind how 'twas made & cries faugh at a wanton lest in a play, and harkens to a bawdy tale in her ear. ay, 'tis but dishonourable to marry thus in hugger-mugger, men will say we are with child, and are ashamed to show our faces. Our faces! why our faces I hope do: not show us to be with child, 'tis out bellies shows that, and I hope thou art quick flesh and not dead fish, thou wilt not turn up the white of thy belly, wilt? but prithee tell me, was I not married yesterday?
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Maister Wages, your Maister is the helme by which my labours are gouern'd: and tell him I will steare all the nauie of my actions by his directions: And so pray commend me backe to him. Well sir then, till then Farewell. The like to you sir. Come Wise, I hope that thou shalt thriue, for as all your Cockatrices maintaine surgions by theyr issues: So doth the Priest and Midwife agree: I set them together, they make worke for thee. And truely Husband, ile come to their labours, be it at midnight, if they send for me. Doth my Tyre sit well Nan? Passing well, ile assure you Madame. Prethee tell me too, how am I drest? Why thou art very well drest too, but basted admirably: for the threedes sit in thy Gowne, Marrie thou wantst a little Cramming. And that's pittie; for I can tell you, I am of my selfe a rare bit. Nay then thou art for the Seruingmen, for your Gallants (I can assure you) ride altogether with a snaffle. Come, thou hast such a deale of wit. Indeede I had, before I spent it amongst such vnthankfull persons as you are Peg; but I prethee pinne, my Gowne close before: for it. That I will, but why then doest thou obscure thy Brauerie? this thy Petticoate is a great deale richer the thy Gowne. Faith I, I weare my cloathes as your Gallants we are their wits, the best side inwards, I scorne to show it. But for all this Idle talke, I would we had appointed our marriage to morrowe morning. Then the people would a stood gazing on vs, and besides, we should haue bin like thee in dutch, subiect to euerie Coblers interpretation, but now being maryed in the euening, presentely bed time followes. Phoe, but tis not the fashion. Tut, hang fashion, I loue it in nothing but my cloathes. Why, thou knowst tis not the fashion in all places to lie with ones owne husband euerie night. Slight I had rather lie with a man, and neuer marrie him, then marrie a mā and neuer lie with him, come, come, I speake my minde freely, I am none of these simpering wenches that come at euerie, word & saies I forsooth, & no forsooth, & blushes at the sight of a childe, it puts her in minde how twas made & cries faugh at a wanton lest in a plaie, and harkens to a baudie tale in her eare. I, tis but dishonorable to marrie thus in hugger mugger, men will say we are with childe, and are asham'd to shew our faces. Our faces! why our faces I hope do: not show vs to be with childe, tis out bellies showes that, and I hope thou art quicke flesh and not dead fish, thou wilt not turne vp the white of thy belly, woo't? but prethee tell me, was I not marryed yesterday?