The Miseries of Enforced Marriage · chunk 37 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 · 508 words
Marked words are the most distinguishing words of the nearest topic T28: married, marriage, wedding, day, bride, father, wife, luce, love, husband.
A pox on her, I would you had her. Well, God give you joy, we can hear of your good fortune, now 'tis done, though we could not be acquainted with it aforehand. As that you have two thousand pound a year. Two or three manor houses. A wife, fair, rich, and virtuous. Pretty in faith, very pretty. Store of Gold. Plate in abundance. Better, better, better. And so many Oxen, that their horns are able to store all the Cuckolds in your Country. Do not make me mad good Gentlemen, do not make me mad, I could be made a Cuckold with more patience, then endure this. For we shall have you turn proud now, grow respectless of your Ancient acquaintance, why Butler told us of it: Who was the maker of the match for you? A pox of his furtherance, Gentlemen as you are Christians, vex me no more, that I am married I confess, a plague of the Fates, that wedding and hanging comes by destiny, but for the riches she has brought, bear witness how I'll reward her. Sir. Whore, I and jade, Witch, Ill-faced, stinking-breath, crooked-nose, worse than the Devil, and a plague on thee that ever I saw thee. A Comedy, a Comedy. What's the meaning of all this, is this the mask after thy marriage. O Gentlemen, I am undone, I am undone, for I am married, I that could not abide a Woman, but to make her a whore, hated all She-creatures, fair and poor, swore I would never marry but to one that was rich, and to be thus coney-catched. Who do you think this is Gentlemen? Why your wife, Who should it be else? That's my misfortune, that marrying her in hope she was rich, she proves to be the beggarly Sister to the more beggarly Scarborrow. How? Ha, ha, ha. ay, you may laugh, but she shall cry as well as I for't, Nay, do not weep. He does but counterfeit now to delude us, he has all her portion of Land, Coin, Plate, jewels: and now dissembles thus lest we should borrow some Money of him. And you be kind Gentlemen lend me some, for having paid the Priest, I ha' not so much left in the world, as will higher me a horse to carry me away from her. But art thou thus gulled in faith. Are you sure you ha' eyes in your head. Why then, By her brother's setting one in my conscience, who knowing thee now to ha' somewhat to take to, by the death of thy father, and that he hath spent her portion, and his own possessions, hath laid this plot, for thee to marry her, and so he to be rid of her himself. Nay, that's without question, but I'll be revenged of 'em both, for you Minx. Nay 'sfoot, give 'em me, or I'll kick else. Good, sweet. Sweet with a pox, you stink in my nose, give me your jewels? Nay Bracelets too. O me, most miserable.
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A pox on her, I would you had her. Wel, God giue you Ioy, we can heare of your good fortune, now tis done, tho we could not be acquainted with it aforehand. As that you haue two thousand pound a yeare. Two or three mannor houses. A wife, faire, rich, and vertuous. Pretty infaith, very pretty. Store of Gold. Plate in abundance. Better, better, better. And so many Oxen, that their hornes are able to store al the Cuckolds in your Country. Do not make me mad good Gentlemen, do not make me mad, I could be made a Cuckold with more patience, then indure this. For we shal haue you turne proud now, grow respectles of your Ancient acquaintance, why Butler told vs of it: Who was the maker of the match for you? A pox of his furtheraunce, Gentlemen as you are Christians, vex me no more, that I am married I confesse, a plague of the Fates, that wedding and hanging comes by desteny, but for the riches she has brought, beare witnes how Ile rewarde her. Sir. Whore, I and Iade, Witch, Ilfacst, stinking-breath, crooked-nose, worse then the Deuill, and a plague on thee that euer I saw thee. A Comedy, a Comedy. Whats the meaning of all this, is this the maske after thy marriage. O Gentlemen, I am vndone, I am vndone, for I am marryed, I that could not abide a Woman, but to make her a whore, hated all Shee-creatures, fayre and poore, swore I would neuer marry but to one that was rich, and to be thus cun nicacht. Who do you thinke this is Gentlemen? Why your wife, Who should it be else? Thats my misfortune, that marrying her in hope she was rich, she prooues to be the beggerly Sister to the more beggerly Scarborrow. How? Ha, ha, ha. I, you may laugh, but she shall cry as well as I for't, Nay, do not weepe. He dus but conterfeit now to delude vs, he has all her portion of Land, Coyne, Plate, Iewels: and now dissembles thus least we should borrow some Mony of him. And you be kinde Gentlemen lend me some, for hauing payed the Priest, I ha not so much left in the world, as will higher me a horse to carry me away from her. But art thou thus guld infaith. Are you sure you ha eyes in your head. Why then, By her brothers setting one in my conscience, who knowing thee now to ha somewhat to take to, by the death of thy father, and that hee hath spent her portion, and his owne possessions, hath laid this plot, for thee to marry her, and so he to be rid of her himselfe. Nay, thats without question, but Ile be reuenged of em both, for you Minxe. Nay Sfut, giue em me, or Ile kicke else. Good, sweete. Sweete with a poxe, you stinke in my nose, giue me your Iewels? Nay Bracelets too. O me, most miserable.