Heywood, Thomas · published 1608 · first performed or written 1607 [1606-1608] (Annals) tragedy · Queen Anne's Men · Red Bull unassigned nearest T23 Husbands, wives and jealousy · 497 words
Marked words are the most distinguishing words of the nearest topic T23: wife, husband, cuckold, jealousy, woman, jealous, mistress, love, house, honest.
And I angry with thee if thou shouldst not maintain her honour. If you compare the virtues of your wives, let me step in for mine. I should wrong my Lucrece not to stand for her. Ha, ha, all captains, and stand upon the honesty of your wives, is't possible think you, that women of young spirit and full age Of fluent wit, that can both sing and dance, Read, write, such as feed well and taste choice cates, That straight dissolve to purity of blood. That keep the veins full, and inflame the appetite, Making the spirit able, strong and prone, Can such as these their husbands being away Employed in foreign sieges or elsewhere, Deny such as importune them at home? Tell me that flax will not be touched with fire, Nor they be won to what they most desire. Shall I end this controversy in a word? Do good Brutus. I hold some holy but some apt to fin, Some tractable, but some that none can win, Such as are virtuous, Gold nor wealth can move, Some vicious of themselves are prone to love. Some Grapes are sweet and in the Gardens grow, Others unpruned, turn wild neglected so. The purest oar contains both Gold and dross, The one all gain, the other nought but loss. The one disgrace, reproach and scandal taints, The other angels and sweet featured saints. Such is my virtuous Lucrece. Yet for her virtue not comparable to the wife of Aruns. And why may not mine be ranked with the most virtuous? I would put in for a lot, but 1000 to one I shall draw but a blank. I should not show I loved my wife, not to take her part in her absence, I hold her inferior to none. Save mine. No not to her. Oh this were a brave controversy for a jury of women to arbitrate. I'll hazard all my fortunes on the virtues Of divine Lucrece, shall we try them thus? It is now dead of night, let's mount our steeds, Within this two hours we may reach to Rome, And to our houses all come unprepared, And unexpected by our hy praised wines, She of them all that we find best employed, Devoted and most housewife exercised, Let her be held most virtuous, and her husband Win by the wager a good horse and armour. A hand on that. Here's a helping hand to that bargain. But Shall we to horse without circumstance? Scevola will be mounted with the first. Then mount Clevall, Brutus this night take you the charge of the army, I'll see the trial of this wager, 'twould do me good to see some of them find their wives in the arms of their lovers, they are so confident in their virtues, Brutus we'll interchange good night, within be thou, but as provident o'er the army as we (if our horses fail not) expeditious in our journey, horse, horse, horse.
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And I angry with thee if thou shouldst not maintaine her honour. If you compare the vertues of your wiues, let me step in for mine. I should wrong my Lucrece not to stand for her. Ha, ha, all captens, and stand vpon the honesty of your wiues, ist possible thinke you, that women of young spirit and full age Of fluent wit, that can both sing and dance, Reade, write, such as feede well and taste choice cates, That straight dissolue to purity of blod. That keep the veines full, and enflame the appetite, Making the spirit able, strong and prone, Can such as these their husbands being away Emploid in forreine sieges or elsewhere, Deny such as importune them at home? Tell me that flax wil not be toucht with fire, Nor they be won to what they most desire. Shall I end this controuersie in a word? Do good Brutus. I hold some holy but some apt to fin, Some tractable, but some that none can winne, Such as are vertuous, Gold nor wealth can moue, Some vicious of themselues are prone to loue. Some Grapes are sweete and in the Gardens grow, Others vnprunde, turne wild neglected so. The purest oare containes both Gold and drosse, The one all gaine, the other nought but losse. The one disgrace, reproch and scandall taits, The other angels and sweete featurde saints. Such is my vertuous Lucrece. Yet for her vertue not comparable to the wife of Arns. And why may not mine be rāckt with the most vertuous? I would put in for a lot, but 1000 to one I shall draw but a blancke. I should not shew I lou'd my wife, not to take her part in her absence, I hold her inferior to none. Saue mine. No not to her. Oh this were a brau controuersie for a Iury of weomen to arbitrate. Ile hazard all my fortunes on the vertues Of diuine Lucrece, shall we try them thus? It is now dead of night, lets mount our steeds, Within this two houres we may reach to Rome, And to our houses all come vnpreparde, And vnexpected by our hy praisd wines, She of them al that we finde best imploid, Deuoted and most huswife exercised, Let her be held most vertuous, and her husband Win by the wager a good horse and armour. A hand on that. Heres a helping hand to that bargaine. But Shal we to horse without circumstance? Sceuola will be mounted with the first. Then moūt Cleuall, Brutus this night take you the charge of the army, Ile see the triall of this wager, 'twould do me good to see some of them find their wiues in the armes of their louers, they are so confident in their vertues, Brutus weele enterchange good night, within be thou, but as prouident ore the army as we (if our horses faile not) expeditious in our iorney, horse, horse, horse.