Armin, Robert · published 1609 · first performed or written 1606 [c.1606-1608] (Annals) comedy · Children of the King's Revels T33 Fathers, daughters and marriage negotiat typicality 0.86 · 499 words
Marked words are the most distinguishing words of T33: daughter, marriage, father, love, davus, matter, son, chremes, wife, mother.
Yes I will, have you of protestations, oaths, and vows made these loose fractures: lawful be it then for me to shun the make-peace bed, since strife sets such division betwixt man and wife, I am most firm in't. Very well, 'tis not amiss. The night draws on, 'tis time to part. At your pleasures gentlemen. Your gallant daughters will be next. Or not at all, for I am past it now. And we are prayed unto, our sons are gentlemen, what resteth then, but we sail nearer to the point? What point? Of marriage past, betwixt us in our promises. Indeed to one I promised her weight in gold, unto the other which I love as dear, her weight in silver, now gentlemen what goods have you to equal these large promises? Why all we have. But 'twill not serve, The big avouchments of my promises Controls you all, and all men's else, ye all, Under degrees of Earls, Lords, or as Potent To toll them on I echo these large sums. Unvalued must your sums be to such choice, Honour looks high above such petty price. Look honour high as heaven, Our earthly reach doth level in that eye, And with the embellishment of richer worth I'll by, and outbuy the imprisoned scope, Of reaching blood, what will not value do Where strong ability does reach his hand, And they have beauty too, which joined to riches Will proffer fair: though not so quaint As courtly dames or earth's bright treading stars, They are maids of More-clack, homely milk-bowl things, Such as I love and fain would marry well. It was a promise in you to be kind. I'll forward with that promise, you love my eldest.— With my soul. And pity to divide that love, then hearken me, when she's dead and lives again, she's yours, not till then, Then never but in death. You love my youngest daughter. And will ever. Pray ye do: but when you are from yourself a woman, she is yours in marriage. Woman to woman joined 'twere wonderful, but in more maze of wonder I should be, what I do challenge to participate, and from myself live to divide in other. Faith not till such a wonder. Is't not enough to scandal thy true word? But are we slighted thus with fantasies, Impossibilities, dead and alive again, Manhood infused in woman: 'tis not generous. Come son upon my blessing Take from thy eyes thy heart adoring shine, Offer no more thy altar bearing thoughts To one so giantlike, whose reach sits high, Above the compass of a gentle eye. you have your answers, gallants. We like it not. Nor will we so except it. Forewarn come near my house, Rapes, felonies, and what may else be thought on, I will with heavy impositions Surcharge ye with, if not with pistol shot, I will defend myself and these I keep. Live I to hear this? Convey them from him, let us.
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Yes I will, haue you of protestations, othes, and vowes made these loose fractures: lawfull bee it then for me to shun the make-peace bed, since strife sets such diuision betwixt man and wife, I am most firme in't. Very well, tis not amisse. The night drawes on, tis time to part. At your pleasures gentlemen. Your gallant daughters will be next. Or not at all, for I am past it now. And we are praid vnto, our sonnes are gentlemē, what resteth then, but we saile nearer to the point? What point? Of mariage past, betwixt vs in our promises. Indeede to one I promis'd her waight in gold, vnto the other which I loue as deare, her waight in siluer, now gentlemen what goods haue you to equall these large promises? Why all we haue. But twill not serue, The big auouchments of my promises Controlles you all, and all mens else, ye all, Vnder degrees of Earles, Lords, or as Potent To toule them on I eccho these large sommes. Vnualued must your sommes be to such choice, Honour lookes high aboue such pettie price. Looke honour high as heauen, Our earthly reach doth leauell in that eie, And with the imbellishment of richer worth Ile by, and out-by the imprisond scope, Of reaching blood, what will not value doe Where strong abillitie dos reach his hand, And they haue beautie too, which ioynd to riches Will proffer faire: tho not so quaint As courtly dames or earths bright treading starres, They are maids of More-clacke, homely milke-bole things, Such as I loue and faine would marry well. It was a promise in you to be kinde. Ile forward with that promise, you loue my eldest.— With my soule. And pittie to deuide that loue, then hearken me, when shees dead and liues againe, shees yours, not till then, Then neuer but in death. You loue my yongest daughter. And will euer. Pray ye doe: but when you are from your selfe a woman, she is yours in marriage. Woman to woman ioynd twere wonderfull, but in more maze of wonder I should be, what I doe challenge to participate, and from my selfe liue to deuide in other. Faith not till such a wonder. Ist not enough to scandall thy true word? But are we slighted thus with santasies, Impossibilities, dead and aliue againe, Manhood infuzd in woman: tis not generous. Come sonne vpon my blessing Take from thy eies thy heart adoring shine, Offer no more thy altar bearing thoughts To one so gyant-like, whose reach sits hie, Aboue the compasse of a gentill eie. you haue your answeres, gallants. We like it not. Nor will we so except it. Fore-warnd come neare my house, Rapes, fellonies, and what may else be thought on, I will with heauie impositions Surcharge ye with, if not with pistoll shot, I will defend my selfe and these I keepe. Liue I to heare this? Conuay them from him, let vs.