Armin, Robert · published 1609 · first performed or written 1606 [c.1606-1608] (Annals) comedy · Children of the King's Revels unassigned nearest T28 Marriage-making: weddings, brides and ma · 485 words
Marked words are the most distinguishing words of the nearest topic T28: married, marriage, wedding, day, bride, father, wife, luce, love, husband.
I understand ye not. I would not that you should, for I speak Greek. Regard her not, for she talks, Idly Filbon. Be you advised then sister, I'm a fool. Yet not so simple but I talk by rule, I say, dine they that list, I will not, for my dish Dressed to my hand is here, here let me feed, 'Tis the Maid's modicum, God send us speed. In that I claim a part, whoever feeds this dish hath Mary's heart. So then said I well, ye wicked thing. Mot as I am of Lovers union, Contracted to a solitary life. By thus retaining singleness of heart: Changing all doubts that the world affords But one, so to thy sweetest self, Which only art idea of my thoughts: I vow a reconciled amity, Which violated, does command my life To yield his interest to the shade of death, May be, your father alienates our choice, And shows as sunshine threatening rain, To the all-hoping harvest present. Which to make clear, the honourable word And fatherly regard in present office Have passed their speed in our attention. I know your father will receive their onset Soldier-like, joying the siege begun, Which tho resisted, bids them gladly come. Pause in that trust, give ear. Sound proclamation, It is enacted by the bride and bridegroom, And by ourself chief in authority, That all receive their pleasures From the most high in this assembly To the lowest, all pastimes are made free, Dancing, carding, dicing reveling. And other dues oft-times fit merriments, Unto the bride and bridegrooms health. The days short, and the night's Stop there. I will, to pleasure thee, There take your places. And in your sweetest key of music strokes Sound pleasant melody, echo those sounds Which true-love-hearts, in Concord's chiefest grounds Have their blest being, use art in times, Which may give welcome to our noblest guests. We are betrayed, young Humil is at hand, Dance, and excuse it so. Sound music there. Content, a dance, and in again. Content, no dance, yet in again. It is ungently done to snatch her so. I snatch but that which promise says is mine, Have I offended? I. Right what is wrong. Here, Or where you dare, go seek in Brainford, go. Brainford? Put up, or I shall be offending unto one, Against the Bride's son, dare ye? I repent not what is done, come you with me. So slaves by violence do hurry hence, The rights of— Peace, we on you do impose command. Yield duty in it: hall, a hall there. Music sound, and to the bride do consecrate this round. Squire of the day, cull out your gadding bucks. Select your light-heeled does, open your Labits, Turn them to the toils; we that are Venus' Huntsmen may partake the sports. You're a gallant woodman sir. My son for one. And mine the other.
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I vnderstand ye not. I would not that you should, for I speake Greeke. Regard her not, for she talkes, Id'ly Filbon. Be you aduiz'd then sister, I'me a foole. Yet not so simple but I talke by rule, I say, dine they that list, I will not, for my dish Drest to my hand is here, here let me feede, Ti's the maids modicum, God send vs speede. In that I claime a part, Who euer feedes this dish hath Maries hart. So then said I well, ye wicked thing. Mot as I am of Louers vnion, Contracted to a sollitarie life. By thus retayning singlenes of heart: Changing all doubts that the world affords But one, so to thy sweetest selfe, Which onely art idea of my thoughts: I vowe a reconciled amitie, Which violated, doos command my life To yeeld his intrest to the shade of death, May be, your father alienates our choice, And showes as sunne-shine threatning raine, To the all-hoping haruest present. VVhich to make cleare, the honourable word And fatherly regard in present office Haue past their speede in our attention. I know your father will receiue their on-set Soldier-like, ioying the siege begunne, VVhich tho resisted, bids them gladly come. Pause in that trust, giue eare. Sound proclamation, It is inacted by the bride and bride-groome, And by our selfe chiefe in authoritie, That all receiue their pleasures From the most high in this assembly To the lowest, all pastimes are made free, Dauncing, carding, dicing reuelling. And other dues oftimes fit merriments, —Vnto the bride and bride-groomes health. The daies short, and the night's Stop there. I will, to pleasure thee, There take your places. And in your sweetest key of musique strokes Sound pleasant melody, eccho those sounds Which true-loue-hearts, in concords chiefest grounds Haue their blest being, vse art in times, Which may giue welcome to our noblest guests. We are betraid, yong Humill is at hand, Daunce, and excuse it so. Sound musique there. Content, a dance, and in againe. Content, no daunce, yet in againe. It is vngently don to snatch her so. I snatch but that which promise saies is mine, Haue I offended? I. Right what is wrong. Here, Or where you dare, go seeke in Brainford, go. Brainford? Put vp, or I shall be offending vnto one, Against the brides sonne, dare ye? I repent not what is done, come you with me. So slaues by violence do hurry hence, The rights of— Peace, we on you do impose command. Yeeld duty in it: hall, a hall there. Musique sound, and to the bride do consecrate this round. Squire of the day, cul out your gadding bucks. Select your light-heel'd does, open your Labits, Turne them to the toiles; we that are Venus Huntsmen may partake the sports. You'r a gallant woodman sir. My sonne for one. And mine the other.