Barry, Lording · published 1611 · first performed or written 1608 [1608-1610(?)] (Annals) comedy · Children of the King's Revels unassigned nearest T45 Widows, wooing and remarriage · 480 words
Marked words are the most distinguishing words of the nearest topic T45: widow, widows, hoord, master, gentlemen, wife, randalls, wit, mistress, married.
Who lives would think that you could prate so fast, Your hands being bound behind you, foot a talks With as much ease as if a were in's shirt. I am witness thou hadst the heir. So am I. And so is my man Dash. hear me but speak, Sit you as judges, undo the lawyer's hands, That a may freely act, and I'll be bound That William Small-shank shall put your Throat to silence, And overthrow him at his own weapon. Agreed, take each his place, and here the case Argued betwixt them two. Agreed, agreed. Now Throat or never, stretch yourself. Fear not Here stand I for my client, this Gentleman. I for the widow. Begin. Right worshipful I say that William Small-shank madman, Is by a Statute made in Octavo Of Richard Cordelion guilty to the law Of felony, for stealing this lady's heir, That a stole her, the proof is most pregnant, He brought her to my house, confessed himself, 'a made great means to steal her, I liked her, (And finding him a novice) truth to tell, Married her myself, and as I said, By a Statute Richardi Quarti, She is my lawful wife. For my client, I say the wench brought unto your house, Since all our friends so happily are met, Here will I choose a husband: this be the man, Whom since I left your house in shape of Page, I still have followed. Foot would I had known so much, I would have been bold to have lain with your page. Say am I welcome. As is my life and soul, Heaven give you joy, Since all so well succeeds, take my consent, Then are we all paired, I and my lass, You and your wife, the lawyer and his wench, And father fall you aboard of the widow, But then my brother. Faith I am a fool. That's all one; If God had not made Some elder brother's fools, how should witty Younger brothers be maintained, Strike up Music, let's have an old song, Since all my tricks have found so good success, we'll sing, dance, dice, and drink down heaviness. THus two hours have brought to end, What many tedious hours have penned, A dares not glory nor distrust, But he (as other writers must) Submits the censures of his pains To those whose wit and nimble brains, Are able best to judge: and as for some, Who filled with malice, hither come To belch their poison on his labour, Of them he doth entreat no favour, But bids them hang, or soon amend, For worth shall still itself defend, And for ourselves we do desire, You'll breathe on us that growing fire, By which in time we may attain, Like favours which some others' gain: For be assured our loves shall tend, To equal theirs, if not transcend.
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Who liues would thinke that you could prate so fast, Your hands being bound behind you, foote a talkes With as much ease as if a were in's shirt. I am witnesse thou hadst the heire. So am I. And so is my man Dash. Heere me but speake, Sit you as Iudges, vndoe the Lawyers hands, That a may freely act, and Ile be bound That William Smalshanke shall put your Throte to silence, And ouer-throw him at his owne weapon. Agreed, take each his place, and heere the case Argued betwixt them two. Agreed, agreed. Now Throte or neuer, stretch your selfe. Feare not Heere stand I for my client, this Gentleman▪ I for the widdow. Begin. Right worshipfull I say that William Small-shanke mad-man, Is by a Statute made in Octauo Of Richard Cordelion guilty to the law Of fellony, for stealing this Ladies heire, That a stole her, the proofe is most pregnant, He brought her to my house, confest himselfe, A made great meanes to steale her, I likt her, (And finding him a nouice) truth to tell, Married her my selfe, and as I said, By a Statute Richardi Quarti, Shee is my lawfull wife. For my client, I say the wench brought vnto your house, Since all our friends so happily are met, Here will I choose a husband: this be the man, Whom since I left your house in shape of Page, I still haue followed. Foot would I had knowne so much, I would haue beene bold to haue laine with your page. Say am I welcome. As is my life and soule, Heauen giue you ioy, Since all so well succeeds, take my consent, Then are we all pair'd, I and my lasse, You and your wife, the lawyer and his wench, And father fall you aborde of the widdow, But then my brother. Faith I am a foole. Thats all one; If God had not made Some elder-brothers fooles, how should witty Yonger brothers be maintain'd, Strike vp Musick, lets haue an old song, Since all my tricks haue found so good successe, Weele sing, dance, dice, and drinke downe heauinesse. THus two houres haue brought to end, What many tedious houres haue pend, A dares not glory nor distrust, But he (as other writers must) Submits the censures of his paines To those whose wit and nimble braines, Are able best to iudge: and as for some, Who fild with malice, hether come To belch their poyson on his labour, Of them he doth intreate no fauour, But bids them hang, or soone amend, For worth shall still it selfe defend, And for our selues wee doe desire, Youle breath on vs that growing fire, By which in time wee may attaine, Like fauours which some others gaine: For bee assur'd our loues shall tend, To equall theirs, if not transcend.