Heywood, Thomas · published 1607 · first performed or written 1603 [Feb 12-Mar 6, payment] (Annals) tragedy · Worcester's Men unassigned nearest T23 Husbands, wives and jealousy · 463 words
Marked words are the most distinguishing words of the nearest topic T23: wife, husband, cuckold, jealousy, woman, jealous, mistress, love, house, honest.
Sir you are much beholding to my husband, You are a man most dear in his regard. I am bound unto your husband and you to, I will not speak to wrong a Gentleman Of that good estimation, my kind friend, I will not (Zounds I will not) I may choose, And I will chose? Shall I be so missed? Or shall I purchase to my father's crest The Motto of a villain. If I say I will not do it, what thing can enforce me? Who can compel me? What sad destiny Hath such command upon my yielding thoughts? I will not? Ha: some fury pricks me on, The swift fates drag me at their chariot wheel, And hurry me to mischief: speak I must: Injure myself, wrong her, deceive his trust. Are you not well sir, that you seem thus troubled? There is sedition in your countenance? And in my heart fair Angel, chaste, and wise, I love you; start not, speak not, answer not, I love you: nay, let we speak the rest, Bid me to swear, and I will call to record the host of Heaven. The host of heaven forbid, Wendol should hatch such a disloyal thought. Such is my fate, to this suit I was borne To wear rich pleasure's Crown, or fortune's scorn. My husband loves you. I know it. He esteems you Even as his brain, his eyeball, or his heart. I have tried it. His purse is you exchequer, and his table Doth freely serve you. So I have found it. Oh with what face of brass, what brow of steel, Can you unblushing speak this to the face Of the espoused wife of so dear a friend: It is my husband that maintains your state, Will you dishonour him? I am his wife, That in your power hath left his whole affairs, It is to me you speak? O speak no more For more than this I know and have recorded Within the red-leaved table of my heart; Fair, and of all beloved, I was not fearful Bluntly to give my life into your hand, And at one hazard all my earthly means. Go, tell your husband he will turn me off, And I am then undone, I care not I, 'twas for your sake: perchance in rage heel kill me, I care not, 'twas for you: say I incur The general name of villain through the world, Of traitor to my friend, I care not I, Beggary, shame, death, scandal, and reproach, For you I'll hazard all, what care I: For you i'll live, and in your love I'll die. you move me sir to passion and to pity. The love I bear my husband is as precious As my soul's health.
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Sir you are much beholding to my husbande, You are a man most deere in his regard. I am bound vnto your husband and you to, I will not speake to wrong a Gentleman Of that good estimation, my kind friend, I will not (Zound I wil not) I may chuse, And I wil chose? Shall I be so mised? Or shal I purchase to my fathers crest The Motto of a villaine. If I say I will not do it, what thing can inforce me? Who can compell me? What sad desteny Hath such command vpon my yeilding thoughts? I wil not? Ha: some fury pricks me on, The swift fates drag me at their chariot wheele, And hurry me to mischiefe: speake I must: Iniure my selfe, wrong hir, deceiue his trust. Are you not well sir, that you seeme ths troubled? There is sedition in your countenance? And in my hart faire Angel chat, and wise, I loue you; start not, speake not, answere not, I loue you: nay, let we speake the rest, Bid me to sweare, and I wil cal to record the hoast of Heauen. The hoast of heauen forbid, Wendol should hatch such a disloyall thought. Such is my fate, to this sute I was borne To weare rich plesaures Crowne, or fortunes scorne. My husband loues you. I know it. He esteemes you Euen as his braine, his eye-bal, or his hart. I haue tried it. His purse is you exchequer, and his table Doth freely serue you. So I haue found it. Oh with what face of brasse, what brow of steele, Can you vnblushing speake this to the face Of the espoused wife of so deare a friend: It is my husband that maintaines your state, Wil you dishonor him? I am his wife, That in your power hath left his whole affaires, It is to me you speake? O speake no more For more thn this I know and haue recorded Within the red-leau`d table of my hart; Faire, and of al belou`d, I was not feareful Bluntly to giue my life into your hand, And at one hazard al my earthly meanes. Go, tel your husband he wil turne me off, And I am then vndone, I care not I, Twas for your sake: perchance in rage heel kil me, I care not, twas for you: say I incurre The general name of villain through the world, Of traitor to my friend, I care not I, Beggery, shame, death, scandal, and reproach, For you Ile hazard all, what care I: For you ile liue, and in your loue Ile dy. you moue me sir to passion and to pitty The loue I beare my husband is as pretious As my soules health.