Marked words are the most distinguishing words of the nearest topic T28: married, marriage, wedding, day, bride, father, wife, luce, love, husband.
To report that I heard and saw, to me is ruth, But both my duty and name and property, Warneth me to you to show fidelity. It may be well enough, and I wish it so to be, She may herself discharge and try her honesty, Yet their claim to her methought was very large, For with letters rings and tokens, they did her charge. Which when I heard and saw I would none to you bring. No by saint Marie, I allow thee in that thing. Ah sirrah, now I see truth in the proverb old, All things that shineth is not by and by pure gold, If any do live a woman of honesty▪ I would have sworn Christian Custance had been she. Sir, though I to you be a servant true and just. Yet do not ye therefore your faithful spouse mistrust. But examine the matter, and if ye shall it find, To be all well, be not ye for my words unkind. I shall do that is right, and as I see cause why. But here cometh Custance forth, we shall know by and by. I Come forth to see and hearken for news good, For about this hour is the time of likelihood, That Gavin Goodluck by the sayings of Suresby, Would be at home, and lo yond I see him I. What Gavin Goodluck, the only hope of my life, Welcome home, and kiss me your true espoused wife. Nay soft dame Custance, I must first by your licence, See whether all things be clear in your conscience, I hear of your doings to me very strange. What fear ye that my faith towards you should change? I must needs mistrust ye be elsewhere entangled, For I hear that certain men with you have wrangled About the promise of marriage by you to them made. Could any man's report your mind therein persuade? Well, ye must therein declare yourself to stand clear, Else I and you dame Custance may not join this year. Then would I were dead, and fair laid in my grave, Ah Suresby, is this the honesty that ye have? To hurt me with your report, not knowing the thing. If ye be honest my words can hurt you nothing. But what I heard and saw, I might not but report. Ah Lord, help poor widows, destitute of comfort. Truly most dear spouse, nought was done but for pastance. But such kind of sporting is homely dalliance. If ye knew the truth, ye would take all in good part. By your leave I am not half well skilled in that art. It was none but Roister Doister that foolish mome. Yea Custance, better (they say) a bad 'scuse than none. Why Tristram Trusty sir, your true and faithful friend, Was privy both to the beginning and the end. Let him be the judge, and for me testify. I will the more credit that he shall verify, And because I will the truth know e'en as it is, I will to him myself, and know all without miss. Come on Sym Suresby, that before my friend thou may Avouch the same words, which thou didst to me say.
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To reporte that I hearde and sawe, to me is ruth, But both my duetie and name and propretie, Warneth me to you to shewe fidelitie. It may be well enough, and I wyshe it so to be, She may hir selfe discharge and trie hir honestie, Yet their clayme to hir me thought was very large, For with letters rings and tokens, they dyd hir charge. Which when I hearde and sawe I would none to you bring. No by sainct Marie, I allowe thée in that thing. Ah sira, nowe I see truthe in the prouerbe olde, All things that shineth is not by and by pure golde, If any doe lyue a woman of honestie▪ I would haue sworne Christian Custance ad bene shée. Sir, though I to you be a serunt true and ust. Yet doe not ye therfore your faithfull spouse mystrust. But examine the matter, and if ye shall it finde, To be all well, be not ye for my wordes vnkinde▪ I shall do that is right, and as I se cause why. But here commeth Custance forth, we shal know by and by. I Come forth to sée and hearken for newes good, For about this houre is the tyme of likelyhood, That Gawyn Goodlucke by the sayings of Suresby, Woulde be at home, and lo yond I sée hym I. What Gawyn Goodluck, the onely hope of my life, Welcome home, and kysse me your true espoused wife. Nay soft dame Custance, I must first by your licence, Sée whether all things be cléere in your conscience, I heare of your doings to me very straunge. What feare yee that my faith towardes you should chaunge I must néedes mistrust ye be elsewhere entangled, For I heare that certaine men with you haue wrangled About the promise of mariage by you to them made. Coulde any mans reporte your minde therein persuade? Well, ye must therin declare your selfe to stande cléere, Else I and you dame Custance may not ioyne this yer ▪ Then woulde I were dead, and faire layd in my graue, Ah Suresby, is this the honestie that ye haue? To hurt me with your report, not knowyng the thing. If ye be honest my wordes can hurte you nothing. But what I hearde and sawe, I might not but report. Ah Lorde, helpe poore widowes, destitute of comfort. Truly most deare spouse, nought was done but for pastance. But such kynde of sporting is homely daliance. If ye knewe the truthe, ye would take all in good parte. By your leaue I am not halfe well skilled in that arte. It was none but Roister Doister that foolishe mome. Yea Custance, better (they say) a badde scuse than none. Why Tristram Trustie sir, your true and faithfull frende, Was priuie bothe to the beginning and the ende. Let him be the Iudge, and for me testifie. I will the more crdite that he shall verifie, And bicause I will the truthe know éen as it is, I will to him my selfe, and know all without mie. Come on Sym Suresby, that before my friend thou may Auouch the same wordes, which thou dydst to me say.