Webster, John · published 1623 · first performed or written 1614 [1612-1614; revised 1617-23(?)] (Annals) tragedy · King's Men · Blackfriars T28 Marriage-making: weddings, brides and ma typicality 0.84 · 499 words
Marked words are the most distinguishing words of T28: married, marriage, wedding, day, bride, father, wife, luce, love, husband.
Good dear soul, Leave me: but place thyself behind the Arras, Where thou mayst overhear us: wish me good speed For I am going into a wilderness, Where I shall find nor path, nor friendly clue To be my guide, I sent for you, Sir down: Take Pen and Ink, and write: are you ready? Yes: What did I say? That I should write somewhat. Oh, I remember: After this triumphs, and this large expense It's fit (like thrifty husbands) we inquire What's laid up for tomorrow: So please your beauteous Excellence. Beauteous? Indeed I thank you: I look yong for your sake. You have ta'en my cares upon you. I'll fetch your Grace the Particulars of your revenue, and expense. Oh, you are an upright treasurer: but you mistook, For when I said I meant to make enquiry, What's laid up for tomorrow: I did mean What's laid up yonder for me. Where? In Heaven, I am making my will, (as 'tis fit Princes should In perfect memory) and I pray Sir, tell me Were not one better make it smiling, thus? Then in deep groans, and terrible ghastly looks, As if the gifts we parted with, procured That violent destruction? Oh, much better. If I had a husband now, this care were quit: But I intend to make yond Overseer; What good deed, shall we first remember? say. Begin with that first good deed, began i'th' world, After man's creation, the Sacrament of marriage, I'd have you first provide for a good husband, Give him all. All? Yes, your excellent self. In a winding sheet? In a couple. St. Winfrid, that were a strange will. 'Twere strange if there were no will in you To marry again. What do you think of marriage? I take't, as those that deny Purgatory, It locally contains, or heaven, or hell, There's no third place in't. How do you affect it? My banishment, feeding my melancholy, Would often reason thus. Pray let's hear it. Say a man never marry, nor have children, What takes that from him? only the bare name Of being a father, or the weak delight To see the little wanton, ride a cockhorse Upon a painted stick, or hear him chatter Like a taught Starling. Fie, fie, what's all this? One of your eyes is bloodshot, use my Ring to't, They say 'tis very sovereign, 'twas my wedding Ring, And I did vow never to part with it, But to my second husband. You have parted with it now. Yes, to help your eyesight. You have made me stark blind. How? There is a saucy, and ambitious devil Is dancing in this circle. Remove him. How? There needs small conjuration, when your finger May do it: thus, is it fit? What said you? Sir, This goodly roof of yours, it too low built, I cannot stand upright in't, nor discourse, Without I raise it higher: raise yourself, Or if you please, my hand to help you: so.
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Good deare soule, Leaue me: but place thy selfe behind the Arras, Where thou maist ouer-heare vs: wish me good speed For I am going into a wildernesse, Where I shall find nor path, nor friendly clewe To be my guide, I sent for you, Sir downe: Take Pen and Incke, and write: are you ready? Yes: What did I say? That I should write some-what. Oh, I remember: After this triumphs, and this large expence It's fit (like thrifty husbands) we enquire What's laid vp for to morrow: So please your beauteous Excellence. Beauteous? Indeed I thank you: I look yog for your sake. You haue tane my cares vpon you. I'le fetch your Grace the Particulars of your reuinew, and expence. Oh, you are an vpright treasurer: but you mistooke, For when I said I meant to make enquiry, VVhat's layd vp for to morrow: I did meane VVhat's layd vp yonder for me. VVhere? In Heauen, I am making my will, (as 'tis fit Princes should In perfect memory) and I pray Sir, tell me Were not one better make it smiling, thus? Then in deepe groanes, and terrible ghastly lookes, As if the guifts we parted with, procur'd That violent distruction? Oh, much better. If I had a husband now, this care were quit: But I intend to make yon Ouer-seer; What good deede, shall we first remember? say. Begin with that first good deed, began i'th'world, After mans creation, the Sacrament of marriage, I'ld haue you first prouide for a good husband, Giue him all. All? Yes, your excellent selfe. In a winding sheet? In a cople. St. Winfrid, that were a strange will. 'Twere strange if there were no will in you To marry againe. What doe you thinke of marriage? I take't, as those that deny Purgatory, It locally containes, or heauen, or hell, There's no third place in't. How doe you affect it? My banishment, feeding my mellancholly, VVould often reason thus. Pray let's heare it. Say a man neuer marry, nor haue children, What takes that from him? onely the bare name Of being a father, or the weake delight To see the little wanton, ride a cocke-horse Vpon a painted sticke, or heare him chatter Like a taught Starling. Fye, fie, what's all this? One of your eyes is blood-shot, vse my Ring to't, They say 'tis very soueraigne, 'twas my wedding Ring, And I did vow neuer to part with it, But to my second husband. You haue parted with it now. Yes, to helpe your eye-sight. You haue made me starke blind. How? There is a sawcy, and ambitious diuell Is dauncing in this circle. Remooue him. How? There needs small coniuration, when your finger May doe it: thus, is it fit? What sayd you? Sir, This goodly roose of yours, it too low built, I cannot stand vpright in't, nor discourse, Without I raise it higher: raise your selfe, Or if you please, my hand to helpe you: so.