Field, Nathan · published 1618 · first performed or written 1611 [c.1610-1611] (Annals) comedy · Children of the Queen's Revels · Blackfriars T23 Husbands, wives and jealousy typicality 0.80 · 505 words
Marked words are the most distinguishing words of T23: wife, husband, cuckold, jealousy, woman, jealous, mistress, love, house, honest.
Quoth I, these things are nothing in the rascal, think but what a base Whoremaster, the rascal is. Did you call me rascal so often are you sure. Yes, and oftener, for said I, none comes amiss to the rogue, I have known him quoth I, do three lousy beggars under hedges in the riding of ten mile, and I swore this to. 'twas very well, but you did lie. On I pray. Pish, one must lie a little, now sir by this time she began to kiss some what more openly, and familiarly, her resistance began to slacken, and my assault began to stiffen, the more her Bulwark decayed, the more my battery fortified, at last sir, a little fumbling being passed to make the Conquest more difficult, she perceiving my readiness mounted, falls me flat upon her back, cries me out aloud alas I yield, use me not roughly friend, My fort, that like Troy town, ten years hath stood Besieged and shot at did remain unwon: But now 'tis conquered. So the deed was done, Then came the hottest service. Forward with your tale sir. Nay Caetera, quis neset, lassi requienimus ambo: Proveniant medii sic mihi sape dies. Which is as much to say: I am a Cuckold, in all Languages, but sure 'tis not so, It is impossible my wife should yield. Heyday, e'en now, it was impossible she should hold out, and now it is impossible she should yield, stay you but here & be an ear witness to what follows, I'll fetch your wife. I know he will not stay. Good faith Sir but he will. I do suspect some knavery in this. Here will I hide myself, when thought as gone, If they do aught unfitting I will call Witness, and straight way sue a divorce. I knew he would not stay. Now noble Mistress, I claim your promise. What was that good servant That you would lie with me. If with any man, But prithee first consider with thyself If I should yield to thee, what a load thy Conscience Would bear about it, for I wish quick thunder May strike me, If I yet have lost the truth, Or whiteness of the hand I gave in Church, And 'twill not be, thy happiness (as thou thinkst) That thou alone shouldst make a woman fall, That did resist all else, but to thy soul A bitter corrosive, that thou didst stain, Virtue that else had stood immaculate, Nor speak I this, as yielding unto thee, For 'tis not in thy power, wert thou the sweetest Of nature's Children, and the happiest, To conquer me, nor in mine own to yield, And thus it is with every pious wife. Thy daily railing at my absent Husband Makes me endure thee worse, for let him do The most preposterous ill relishing things To me, they seem good, since my Husband does 'em, Nor am I to revenge or govern him, And thus it should be with all virtuous Wives.
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Length
505 words · 674 tokens
Topic (seed 42)
T23 — Husbands, wives and jealousycross-work theme (confirmed, in the genre comparison) · typicality 0.800 (cosine to the topic centroid)
Other seeds
seed 43: T26 · seed 44: T28 — topic numbers are assigned independently in each run; equal or different numbers say nothing by themselves
Original spelling (EEBO-TCP, unregularized)
Quoth I, these things are nothing in the Rascoll, thinke but what a base Whoore-master, the Rascoll is. Did you call me Rascoll so often are you sure. Yes, and oftner, for said I, none comes amisse to the rogue, I haue knowne him quoth I, doe three lowzie beggars vnder hedges in the riding of ten mile, and I swore this to. Twas verie well, but you did lie. On I pray. Pish, one must lie a little, now sir by this time shee began to kisse some what more openly, and familiarlie, her resistance began to slacken, and my assault began to stiffen, the more her Bulwarke decai'd, the more my batterie fortified, at last sir, a little fumbling being past to make the Conquest more difficult, shee perceauing my readines mounted, fals me flat vpon her backe, cries mee out aloud Ahlas I yeeld, vse me not roughly friend, My fort, that like Troy towne, ten yeares hath stood Beseig'd and shot at did remaine vnwon: But now tis conquer'd. So the deede was done Then came the hottest seruice. Forward with your tale sir. Nay Caetera, quis nest, lassi requienimus ambo▪ Proueniant medii sic mihi sape dies. Which is as much to say: I am a Cuckold, in all Languages, but sure tis not so, It is impossible my wife should yeeld. Hoyday, ene now, it was impossible she should hold out, and now it is impossible she should yeeld, stay you but heere & be an eare witnes to what followes, Ile fetch your wife. I know he will not stay. Good faith Sir but he will. I doe suspect some knauerie in this. Here will I hide my selfe, when thought as gone, If they doe ought vnfitting I will call Witnesse, and straight way sue a diuorce. I knew hee would not ay. Now noble Mistrisse, I claime your promise. What was that good seruan That you would lie with me. If with anie man, But prithee first consider with thy selfe If I should yeeld to thee, what a load thy Concence Would beare about it, for I wish quick thunder May strike me, If I yet haue lost the truth, Or whitenesse of the hand I gaue in Church, And twill not be, thy happinesse (as thou thinkst) That thou alone should'st make a woman fall, That did resist all else, but to thy soule A bitter Corasiue, that thou didst staine, Vertue that else had stood immaculate, Nor speake I this, as yeelding vnto thee, For tis not in thy power, wert thou the sweet'st Of natures Children, and the happiest, To conquer me, nor in mineowne to yeeld, And thus it is with euery pious wife. Thy daylie railing at my absent Husband Makes me indure thee worse, for let him doe The most preposterous ill relishing things To me, they seeme good, since my Husband does 'em, Nor am I to reuenge or gouerne him, And thus it should be with all vertuous Wiues.