Dekker, Thomas / Webster, John · published 1607 · first performed or written 1604 (Annals) comedy · Children of Paul's (second) unassigned nearest T23 Husbands, wives and jealousy · 506 words
Marked words are the most distinguishing words of the nearest topic T23: wife, husband, cuckold, jealousy, woman, jealous, mistress, love, house, honest.
Yes, dost thou dwell there? That I do, the Child is wondrous sick: I was wild to acquaint thy master and Mistress with it. I'll up and tell them presently. So, if all should fail me, I could turn Collier. O the villainy of this age, how full of secrecy and silence (contrary to the opinion of the world) have I ever found most women. I have sat a whole afternoon many times by my wife, and looked upon her eyes, and felt if her pulses have beat, when I have named a suspected love, yet all this while have not drawn from her the least scruple of confession. I have lain awake a thousand nights, thinking she would have revealed somewhat in her dreams, and when she has begun to speak any thing in her sleep, I have jogged her, and cried I sweet heart. But when will your love come, or what did he say to thee over the stall? Or what did he do to thee in the Garden-chamber? Or when will he send to thee any letters, or when wilt thou send to him any money, what an idle coxcomb jealousy will make a man. Well, this is my comfort that here comes a creature of the same headpiece. O my sweet Child, where's the Collier? Here forsooth. Run into Bucklers burry for two ounces of Dragon water, some Sperma caety and treacle. What is it sick of Coliar? a burning Fever? Faith mistress I do not know the infirmity of it: will you buy any small Coal, say you? Prithee go in and empty them, come be not so impatient. ay, ay, ay, if you had groaned for't as I have done you would have been more natural. Take my riding hat, and my kirtle there: I'll away presently? You will not go tonight, I am sure. As I live but I will. Faith sweet heart I have great business tonight, stay till tomorrow and I'll go with you. No sir I will not hinder your business. I see how little you respect the fruits of your own body. I shall find somebody to bear me company. Well, I will defer my business for once, and go with thee. By this light but you shall not, you shall not hit me i'th' teeth that I was your hindrance, will you to Bucklers burry sir? Come you are a fool leave your weeping. You shall not go with me as I live. Puple. Excellent master. Admirable Mistress, how happy be our Englishwomen that are not troubled with jealous husbands; why your Italians in general are so Sunburnt with these dog-days, that your great Lady there thinks her husband loves her not if he be not jealous: what confirms the liberty of our women more in England, than the Italian Proverb, which says if there were a bridge over the narrow Seas, all the women in Italy would show their husbands a Million of light pair of heels, and fly over into England.
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Yes, dost thou dwel there? That I do, the Child is wonderous sicke: I was wild to acquaint thy maister and Mistris with it. Ile vp and tel them presently. So, if al should faile me, I could turne Collier. O the villany of this age, how ful of secresie and silence (contrary to the opinion of the world) haue I euer found most women. I haue sat a whol afternoone many times by my wife, and lookt vpon her eies, and felt if her pulses haue beat, when I haue nam'd a suspected loue, yet all this while haue not drawne from her the least scruple of confession. I haue laine awake a thousand nights, thinking she wold haue reuealed somewhat in her dreames, and when she has begunne to speake any thing in her sleepe, I haue iog'd he, and cried I sweete heart. But when wil your loue come, or what did hee say to thee ouer the stall? Or what did he do to thee in the Garden-chamber? Or when wil he send to thee any letters, or when wilt thou send to him any mony, what an idle coxcombe iealousie wil make a man. Well, this is my comfort that heere comes a creature of the same head-peece. O my sweet Child, wheres the Collier? Here forsooth. Run into Bucklers burry for two ounces of Draggon water, soe Sperma and Treakle. What is it sicke of Coliar? burning Feauer? Faith mistris I do not know the infirmity of it: wil you buy any smal Coale, say you? Prethee go in and empty them, come be not so impatient. I, I, I, if you had groand fort as I haue done you wold haue bin more natural. Take my riding hat, and my kirtle there: Ile away presently? You wil not go to night, I am sure. As I liue but I wil. Faith sweet hart I haue great busines to night, stay til to morrow and Ile go with you. No sir I wil not hinder your busines. I see how little you respect the fruits of your owne bodie. I shal find some bodye to beare me company. Wel, I wil deferre my busines for once, and go with thee. By this light but you shal not, you shal not hit me i'th teeth that I was your hindrance, wil you to Bucklers burry sir? Come you are a foole leaue yeur weeping. You shal not go with me as I liue. Puple. Excllent maister. Admirable Mistris, howe happie be our Englishwomen that are not troubled with Iealous husbands; why your Italians in general are so Sun-burnt with these Dog-daies, that your great Lady there thinkes her husband loues her not if hee bee not ealious: what confirmes the liberty of our women more in England, then the Italian Prouerbe, which saies if there were a bridge ouer the narrow Seas, all the women in Italy would shew their husbands a Million of light paire of heeles, and flie ouer into England.