Field, Nathan · published 1612 · first performed or written 1609 [1609-1610] (Annals) comedy · Children of the Queens Revels (Children of the Whitefriars) (?) · before the Court T28 Marriage-making: weddings, brides and ma typicality 0.76 · 508 words
Marked words are the most distinguishing words of T28: married, marriage, wedding, day, bride, father, wife, luce, love, husband.
So that doors fast, and they are busied. About their charge: on with this rob of mine, This Vizard and this Cap; help me a little. At first Change I must tell her who I am? Right, 'tis agreed, I (leading of the Mask,) Should dance with Bellafront. And at the second, I come away with her, & leave them dancing, and shall find you at the back door. The rest That follows, is digested in my breast. What would you do? Stand back, Unless you can eat Torches. Come, come, away for shame. 'tis such a tedious rascal. So ha wi'ye. Thou hast well fitted 'em, though thou mad'st 'em stay. I forbid any man to mend 'em Sir, good night unto your worship. Alas Sir, I have another to set forth This very night: By your leave my Masters. By your leave, by your leave, you'll let a man go out? Now go with me, and let all in that will. I am your Scudmore. Ha? By heaven I am, Be ruled by me in all things. even to death. 'sfoot did you not know me by my purse? I should ne'er have known you by that, for you wear it on your head, and other folks in their pockets. Which is my Lord I pray? The second man Young Nevill leads. And where's Sir. Abraham? He with the terrible visage. Now out upon him to disfigure himself so, And 'twere not for my bottle, I should swoon. Good very good. But where's the Bride and Nevill? Ha. Ware tricks. Oh, there they come, it was their parts to do so This Nevill, this is Scudmore. How? But here's my Lady, No my Gentlewoman. zounds Treason, I smell powder. In short know, that I am married to this Gent. To whom I was contracted long ago: This Priest the inviolable knot hath tied, What ease I find being un-ladified. What Riddle's this? Ware the last Statute of two Husbands. Bellafront, pish. This is the very Priest that married me, Is it not Sister? No. Lord bless us here is conjuring, Lend me your Aquavitae bottle good Mother. Heyday, the world's turned up side down, I have heard and seen two or three Benefices to one Priest, or more, But two Priests to one Benefice, ne'er before. Married not you the Earl? Bonafide, no. You did then? Yes. I have the Privilege then. Right, you were married first. Sir Iohn you dote, This is a Devil in a parson's coat. A pretty Emblem. Who married her, or would have caused her marry To any man but this, no better was, Let circumstances be examined, Yet here's one more, and now I hope you all, Perceive my marrying not Cannon call. Nevill, whoop. Heart, what a deal a Knavery a priest's cloak can hide, if it be not one of the honestest friendliest cozenages that ere I saw, I am no Lord. Life, I am not married then in earnest. So Mistress Kate, I kept you for myself.
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So that doores fast, and they are busied. About their charge: on with this Robe of mine, This Vizard and this Cap; helpe me a litle. At first Change I must tell her who I am? Right, tis agree'd, I (leading of the Maske,) Should dance with Bellafront. And at the second, I come away with her, & leaue them dancing, and shall finde you at the backe doore. The rest That followes, is digested in my breast. What would you do? Stand backe, Vnlesse you can eate Torches. Come, come, away for shame. Tis such a tedious rascall. So ha we'e. Thou hast wel fitted em, though thou mad'st em stay. I forbid any man to mend em Sir, 'good night vnto your worship. Alas Sir, I haue another to set foorth This very night: By your leaue my Maisters. By your leaue, by your leaue, you'l let a man go out? Now go with me, and let all in that will. I am your Scudmore. Ha? By heauen I am, Be rul'd by me in all things. Euen to death. Sfut did you not know me by my purse? I should ne're haue knowne you by that, for you weare it on your head, and other folkes in their pockets. Which is my Lord I pray? The second man Young Neuill leads. And where's Sir. Abraham? He with the terrible visage. Now out vpon him to disfigure himselfe so, And t'were not for my bottle, I should swound. Good verie good. But where's the Bride and Neuill? Ha. Ware trickes. Oh, there they come, it was their parts to do so This Neuill, this is Scudmore. How? But heere's my Ladie, No my Gentlewoman. Zoones Treason, I smell powder. In short know, that I am married to this Gent. To whom I was contracted long ago: This Priest the inuiolable knot hath ty'de, What ease I finde being vn-Ladifyed. What Riddle's this? Ware the last Statute of two Husbands. Bellafront, pish. This is the verie Priest that married me, Is it not Sister? No. Lord blesse vs heere is coniuring, Lend me your Aqua-vitae bottle good Mother. Hoy-day, the worldes turn'd vp side downe, I haue heard and seene two or three Benifices to one Priest, or more, But two Priests to one Benefice, ne're before. Married not you the Earle? Bonafide, no. You did then? Yes. I haue the Priuiledge then. Right, you were married first. Sir Iohn you doate, This is a Deuill in a Parsons coate. A prettie Emblem. Who married her, or would haue caus'd hir marry To any man but this, no better was, Let circumstances be examined, Yet heere's one more, and now I hope you all, Perceiue my marrying not Cannon call. Neuill, whoop. Hart, what a deale a Knauery a Priests cloake can hide, if it be not one of the honestest friendliest Coozenages that ere I saw, I am no Lord. Life, I am not married then in earnest. So Mistris Kate, I kept you for my self.