The Miseries of Enforced Marriage · chunk 11 of 47
Wilkins, George · published 1607 · first performed or written 1606 [1605-1606] (Annals) tragedy · King's Men unassigned nearest T28 Marriage-making: weddings, brides and ma · 509 words
Marked words are the most distinguishing words of the nearest topic T28: married, marriage, wedding, day, bride, father, wife, luce, love, husband.
I will not lie with her. Cetera volunt she'll say still, if you will not, another will. Why did she marry me, knowing I did not love her. As other women do, either to be maintained by you, or to make you a Cuckold. Now sir, what come you for? As men do in haste, to make an end of their business. What's your business? My business is this Sir, this Sir, and this Sir, The meaning of all this Sir. Cl. By this is as much as to say Sir, may Mai. has sent unto you. By this is as much as to say Sir, my master has him humbly commended unto you, and by this is as much as to say, my master craves your answer. Give me your Letter. And you shall have this Sir, this Sir, and this Sir. No Sir. Why Sir? Because as the learned have very well instructed me, Qui supranos, nihil ad nos, and though many Gentlemen will have to do with other men's business, yet from me know, the most part of them prove knaves for their labour. You ha' the Knave i'faith Frank. Long may he live to enjoy it. From Sir Iohn Harcop of Harcop, in the County of York Knight, by me his man, to yourself my young master, by these presents greeting. How camest thou by these good words? As you by your good clothes, took them upon trust, & swore I would never pay for 'em. Thy master Sir Iohn Harcop writes to me, That I should entertain thee for my man, His wish is acceptable, thou art welcome fellow. Oh but thy masters Daughter, sends an Article Which makes me think upon my present sin, Here she remembers me to keep in mind My promised faith to her, which I ha' broke. Here she remembers me I am a man, Black tore with perjury, whose sinful breast, Is Charactered like those cursed of the blessed. How now my young Bully, like a young wench forty weeks after the loss of her Maidenhead, crying out. Trouble me not, Give me Pen, Ink, and Paper, I will write to her, O? but what shall I write? Mine own excuse, why no excuse can serve For him that swears, and from his oath doth swerve? Or shall I say, my marriage was in so rest, 'twas bad in them, not well in me to yield. Wretched thee to whose marriage was compelled, I'll only write that which my grave hath bred, Forgive me Clare, for I am married: 'tis soon set down, but not so soon forgot, or worn from hence. Deliver it unto her, there's for thy pains, Would I as soon could cleanse these perjured stains. Well, I could alter mine eyes from filthy mud into fair water: you have paid for my tears, and mine eyes shall prove bankrupts, and break out for you, let no man persuade me, I will cry, and every Town betwixt Shoreditch-church and York bridge, shall bear me witness.
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I will not ly with her. Cetera volunt sheele say still, if you wil not, another wil. Why did she marry me, knowing I did not loue her. As other women do, either to bee maintaind by you, or to make you a Cuckold. Now sir, what come you for? As men do in hast, to make an end of their busines. Whats your busines? My busines is this Sir, this Sir, and this Sir, The meaning of al this Sir. Cl. By this is as much as to say Sir, may Mai. has sent vnto you. By this is as much as to say Sir, my maister has him humbly commended vnto you, and by this is as much as to say, my master craues your answere. Giue me your Letter. And you shal haue this Sir, this Sir, and this Sir. No Sir. Why Sir? Because as the learned haue very well instructed me, Qui supranos, nihil ad nos, and tho many Gentlemen will haue to doe with other mens busines, yet from me know, the most part of them proue knaues for their labor. You ha the Knaue yfaith Franke. Long may hee liue to enioy it. From Sir Iohn Harcop of Harcop, in the County of Yorke Knight, by me his man, to your selfe my young maister, by these presents greeting. How camst thou by these good words? As you by your good cloaths, tooke them vpon trust, & swore I would neuer pay for em. Thy maister Sir Iohn Harcop writes to me, That I should entertaine thee for my man, His wish is acceptable, thou art welcome fellow. Oh but thy maisters Daughter, sends an Article Which makes me thinke vpon my present sinne, Here she remembers me to keepe in minde My promis'd faith to her, which I ha broke. Here she remembers me I am a man, Black tore with periury, whose sinfull breast, Is Charactred like those curst of the blest. How now my young Bully, like a young wench forty weeks after the losse of her Mayden-head, crying out. Trouble me not, Giue me Pen, Inke, and Paper, I will write to her, O? but what shall I write? Mine owne excuse, why no excuse can serue For him that swears, and from his oth doth swarue? Or shall I say, my marriage was info rest, Twas bad in them, not well in me to yeeld. Wretched thee to whose marriage was compeld, Ile onely write that which my graue hath bred, Forgiue me Clare, for I am married: Tis soone set downe, but not so soone forgot, or worne from hēce. Deliuer it vnto her, theres for thy paines, Would I as soone could cleanse these periurd staines. Well, I could alter mine eies from filthy mud into fair water: you haue paid for my teares, and mine eyes shal proue bankerouts, and breake out for you, let no man perswade me, I will cry, and euery Towne betwixt Shoreditch-church and Yorke bridge, shall beare me witnesse.