Renaissance Drama — Topics · seed 42

Epicene, or The Silent Woman · chunk 55 of 58

Jonson, Ben · published 1616 · first performed or written 1609 (Annals)
comedy · Children of the Queen's Revels
unassigned nearest T28 Marriage-making: weddings, brides and ma · 489 words

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Marked words are the most distinguishing words of the nearest topic T28: married, marriage, wedding, day, bride, father, wife, luce, love, husband.

I will do any thing— And clear myself in foro conscientiae— Because you want indeed— Yet more? Exercendi potestate. I Will not endure it any longer. Ladies, I beseech you help me. This is such a wrong, as never was offered to poor bride before. Upon her marriage day, to have her husband conspire against her, and a couple of mercenary companions, to be brought in for form's sake, to persuade a separation! If you had blood, or virtue in you, gentlemen, you would not suffer such earwigs about a husband, or scorpions, to creep between man and wife— O, the variety and changes of my torment! Let 'em be cudgeled out of doors, by our grooms. I'll lend you my footman. we'll have our men blanket 'em i' the hall. As there was one, at our house, madame, for peeping in at the door. Content, i'faith. Stay, ladies, and gentlemen, you'll hear, before you proceed? I'd ha' the bridegroom blanketed, too. Begin with him first. Yes, by my troth. O, mankind generation! Ladies, for my sake forbear. Yes, for sir DAUPHINE'S sake. He shall command vs. He is as fine a gentleman of his inches, madame, as any is about the town, and wears as good colours when he list. Be brief, sir, and confess your infirmity, she'll be afire to be quit of you, if she but hear that named once, you shall not entreat her to stay. she'll fly you, like one that had the marks upon him. Ladies, I must crave all your pardons— Silence, lady's. For a wrong I have done to your whole sex, in marrying this fair, and virtuous gentlewoman— Hear him, good ladies. Being guilty of an infirmity, which before I conferred with these learned men, I thought I might have concealed— But now being better informed in his conscience by them, he is to declare it, & give satisfaction, by asking your public forgiveness. I am no man, ladies. How! Utterly un-abled in nature, by reason of frigidity, to perform the duties, or any the least office of a husband. Now, out upon him, prodigious creature! Bridegroom uncarnate. And would you offer it, to a young gentlewoman? A lady of her long? Tut, a device, a device, this, it smells rankly, ladies. A mere comment of his own. Why, if you suspect that, lady's, you may have him searched. As the custom is, by a jury of physicians. Yes faith, 'twill be brave. O me, must I undergo that! No, let women search him, madame: we can do it ourselves. Out on me, worse! No, ladies, you shall not need, I'll take him with all his faults. Worst of all! Why, then 'tis no divorce, Doctor, if she consent not? No, if the man be frigidus, it is de part uxoris, that we grant libellum divortij, in the law. I, it is the same in theology. Worse, worse than worst!
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PlayEpicene, or The Silent Woman
AuthorJonson, Ben
Publication year (edition)1616
First performance / composition (Annals)1609
First performance (BritDrama)1610 [Jan] [1609-1610]
Company (BritDrama)Children of the Queen's Revels
Genre (British Drama)comedy
Play typeBoys Professional;Professional
Edition / TCP / DEEPedition 704 · TCP A04632 · DEEP 5074.13
Edition roleRepresentative edition — used in the analysis
Positionnodes 1373–1420 (positions in the processed text, not lines of the printed book) · chunk 55 of 58 in this edition
Length489 words · 702 tokens
Topic (seed 42)unassigned by HDBSCAN · nearest topic T28 — Marriage-making: weddings, brides and matches at 0.839
Other seedsseed 43: unassigned · seed 44: unassigned — topic numbers are assigned independently in each run; equal or different numbers say nothing by themselves
Original spelling (EEBO-TCP, unregularized)
I will doe any thing— And cleere my selfe in foro conscientiae— Because you want indeed— Yet more? Exercendi potestate. I Will not endure it any longer. Ladies, I beseech you helpe me. This is such a wrong, as neuer was offer'd to poore bride before. Vpon her marriage day, to haue her husband conspire against her, and a couple of mercinarie companions, to be brought in for formes sake, to perswade a separation! If you had bloud, or vertue in you, gentlemen, you would not suffer such eare-wigs about a husband, or scorpions, to creep between man and wife— O, the varietie and changes of my torment! Let 'hem be cudgell'd out of dores, by our groomes. I'll lend you my foot-man. Wee'll haue our men blanket 'hem i' the hall. As there was one, at our house, madame, for peeping in at the dore. Content, yfaith. Stay, ladies, and gentlemen, you'll heare, before you proceed? I'lld ha' the bride-groome blanketted, too. Beginne with him first. Yes, by my troth. O, mankind generation! Ladies, for my sake forbeare. Yes, for sir DAVPHINES sake. He shall command vs. He is as fine a gentleman of his inches, madame, as any is about the towne, and weares as good colours when he list. Be briefe, sir, and confesse your infirmitie, shee'll be a-fire to be quit of you, if shee but heare that nam'd once, you shall not entreat her to stay. Shee'll flie you, like one that had the marks vpon him. Ladies, I must craue all your pardons— Silence, ladies. For a wrong I haue done to your whole sexe, in marrying this faire, and vertuous gentlewoman— Heare him, good ladies. Being guiltie of an infirmitie, which before I confer'd with these learned men, I thought I might haue conceal'd— But now being better inform'd in his conscience by them, hee is to declare it, & giue satisfaction, by asking your publique forgiuenesse. I am no man, ladies. How! Vtterly vn-abled in nature, by reaſon of frigidity, to performe the duties, or any the leaſt office of a husband. Now, out vpon him, prodigious creature! Bride-groome vncarnate. And would you offer it, to a young gentlewoman? A lady of her longings? Tut, a deuice, a deuice, this, it ſmells rankly, ladies. A mere comment of his owne. Why, if you ſuſpect that, ladies, you may haue him ſearch'd. As the cuſtome is, by a iurie of phyſitians. Yes faith, 'twill be braue. O me, muſt I vnder-goe that! No, let women ſearch him, madame: we can doe it our ſelues. Out on me, worſe! No, ladies, you ſhall not need, I'll take him with all his faults. Worſt of all! Why, then 'tis no diuorce, Doctor, if ſhee conſent not? No, if the man be frigidus, it is de parte vxoris, that wee grant libellum diuortij, in the law. I, it is the ſame in theologie. Worſe, worſe then worſt!