Beaumont, Francis / Fletcher, John · published 1619 · first performed or written 1610 [c.1610-1611] (Annals) tragedy · King's Men · Blackfriars unassigned nearest T28 Marriage-making: weddings, brides and ma · 513 words
Marked words are the most distinguishing words of the nearest topic T28: married, marriage, wedding, day, bride, father, wife, luce, love, husband.
The rest are making ready sir, So let them, there's time enough. You are brother to the King my Lord, we'll take your word. Strato thou hast some skill in poetry, What think'st thou of a mask, will it be well? As well as masks can be. As masks can be. Yes, they must commend, and speak in praise of the assembly, bless the Bride and groom, in person of some god, there tied to rules of flattery. See good my Lord who is returned. Noble Melantius, the land by me welcomes thy virtues home, thou that with blows abroad bringst us our peace at home, the breath of Kings is like the breath of gods, my brother wished thee here, and thou art here, he will be kind; and weary thee with often welcome, but the time doth give thee a welcome, above his, or all the world. My Lord, my thanks, but these scratched limbs of mine, have spoke my love and truth unto my friends, more than my tongue ere could, my mind's the same it ever was to you; where I find worth I love the keeper, till he let it go, And then I follow it. Hail worthy brother, He that rejoices not at your return In safety, is mine enemy for ever. I thank thee Diphilus: but thou art faulty, I sent for thee to exercise thine arms With me at Patria, thou camest not Diphilus: 'twas ill. My noble brother my excuse Is my king's straight command, which you my Lord Can witness with me. 'tis most true Melantius, He might not come till the solemnities Of this great match were passed. Have you heard of it. Yes, and have given cause to those, that here Envy my deeds abroad, to call me gamesome, I have no other business here at Rhodes. We have a mask tonight, And you must tread a soldiers measure. These soft and silken wars are not for me, The music must be shrill and all confused That stirs my blood, and then I dance, But is Amintor wed? This day? All joys upon him, for he is my friend, Wonder not that I call a man so young; His worth is great, valiant he is, And one that never thinks his life his own, If his friend need it, when he was a boy, As oft as I returned (as without boast) I brought home conquest, he would gaze upon me, And view me round, to find in what one limb The virtue lay to do those things he heard, Then would he wish to see my sword, and feel The quickness of the edge, and in his hand Weighs it, he oft would make me smile at this; His youth did promise much, and his ripe years Will see it all performed. Hail Maid and Wife. Thou fair Aspasia, may the holy knot, That thou hast tied today, last till the hand Of age undo't, mayst thou bring a race Unto Amintor, that may fill the world Successively with soldiers.
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The rest are making ready sir, So let them, theres time enough. You are brother to the King my Lord, wee'le take your word. Strato thou hast some skill in poetrie, What think'st thou of a maske, will it be well? As well as masks can be. As masks can be. Yes, they must commend, and speake in praise of the assembly, blesse the Bride and groome, in person of some god, there tied to rules of flatterie. See good my Lord who is return'd. Noble Melantius, the land by me welcomes thy vertues home, thou that with blowes abroad bringst vs our peace at home, the breath of Kings is like the breath of gods, my brother wisht thee here, and thou art here, he will be kinde; and wearie thee with often welcome, but the time doth giue thee a welcome, aboue his, or all the world. My Lord, my thankes, but these scratcht limbes of mine, haue spoke my loue and truth vnto my friends, more then my tongue ere could, my mind's the same it euer was to you; where I finde worth I loue the keeper, till he let it goe, And then I follow it. Haile worthy brother, He that reioyces not at your returne In saferie, is mine enemy for euer. I thanke thee Diphilus: but thou art faulie, I sent for thee to exercise thine armes With me at Patria, thou camst not Diphilus: Twas ill. My noble brother my excuse Is my Kings straight command, which you my Lord Can witnesse with me. Tis most true Melntius, He might not come till the solemnities Of this great match were past. Haue you heard of it. Yes, and haue giuen cause to those, that here Enuy my deedes abroad, to call me gamesome, I haue no other busines here at Rhodes. We haue a maske to night, And you must tread a souldiers measure. These soft and silken warres are not for me, The musicke must be shrill and all confus'd That stirs my blood, and then I daunce, But is Amintor wed? This day? All ioyes vpon him, for he is my friend, Wonder not that I call a man so young; His worth is great, valiant he is, And one that neuer thinkes his life his owne, If his friend neede it, when he was a boy, As oft as I return'd (as without boast) I brought home conquest, he would gaze vpon me, And view me round, to iude in what one limbe The vertue lay to doe those things he heard, Then would he wish to see my sword, and feele The quicknesse of the edge, and in his hand Weighes it, he oft would make me smile at this; His youth did promise much, and his ripe yeares Will see it all perform'd. Haile Maide and Wife. Thou faire Aspatia, may the holy knot, That thou hast tied to day, last till the hand Of age vndoe't, mayst thou bring a race Vnto Amintor, that may fill the world Successiuely with souldiers.