Shakespeare, William / Middleton, Thomas · published 1623 · first performed or written 1603 [1603-1604] (Annals) tragicomedy · King's Men T23 Husbands, wives and jealousy typicality 0.79 · 481 words
Marked words are the most distinguishing words of T23: wife, husband, cuckold, jealousy, woman, jealous, mistress, love, house, honest.
Madam the care I have had to even your content, I wish might be found in the Calendar of my past endeavours, for than we wound our Modesty, and make foul the clearness of our deservings, whenof ourselves we publish them. What does this knave here? Get you gone sirrah: the complaints I have heard of you I do not all believe, 'tis my slowness that I do not: For I know you lack not folly to commit them, & have ability enough to make such knaveries yours. 'Tis not unknown to you Madam, I am a poor fellow. Well sir. No madam, 'Tis not so well that I am poor, though many of the rich are damned, but if I may have your Ladyship's good will to go to the world, Isbell the woman and w will do as we may. Wilt thou needs be a beggar? I do beg your good will in this case. In what case? In Isabels case and mine own: service is no heritage, and I think I shall never have the blessing of God, till I have issue a my body: for they say barns are blessings. Tell me thy reason why thou wilt marry? My poor body Madam requires it, I am driven onby the flesh, and he must needs go that the devil drives. Is this all your worship's reason? Faith Madam I have other holy reasons, such as they are. May the world know them? I have been Madam a wicked creature, as you and all flesh and blood are, and indeed I do marry that I may repent. Thy marriage sooner than thy wickedness. I am out a friends Madam, and I hope to have friends for my wife's sake. Such friends are thine enemy's knave. YE are shallow Madam in great friends, for the knaves come to do that for me which I am a weary of: he that ever's my Land, spares my team, and gives me leave to Inn the crop: if I be his cuckold he's my drudge; he that comforts my wife, is the cherisher of my flesh and blood; he that cherishes my flesh and blood, loves my flesh and blood; he that loves my flesh and blood is my friend: ergo, he that kisses my wife is my friend: if men could be contented to be what they are, there were no fear in marriage, for young Charbon the Puritan, and old Poysam the Papist, how somere their hearts are severed in Religion, their heads are both one, they may jowl horns together like any Dear i' th' Herd. Wilt thou ever be a foul mouthed and calumnious knave? A Prophet I Madam, and I speak the truth the next way, for I the Ballad will repeat, which men full true shall find, your marriage comes by destiny, your Cuckoo sings by kind.
nodes 220–241 (positions in the processed text, not lines of the printed book) · chunk 6 of 46 in this edition
Length
481 words · 620 tokens
Topic (seed 42)
T23 — Husbands, wives and jealousycross-work theme (confirmed, in the genre comparison) · typicality 0.791 (cosine to the topic centroid)
Other seeds
seed 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)
Maddam the care I haue had to euen your content, I wiſh might be found in the Kalender of my paſt endeuours, for then we wound our Modeſtie, and make foule the clearneſſe of our deſeruings, whenof our ſelues we publiſh them. What doe's this knaue heere? Get you gone ſirra: the complaints I haue heard of you I do not all beleeue, 'tis my ſlowneſſe that I doe not: For I know you lacke not folly to commit them, & haue abilitie enough to make ſuch knaueries yours. 'Tis not vnknown to you Madam, I am a poore fellow. Well ſir. No maddam, 'Tis not ſo well that I am poore, though manie of the rich are damn'd, but if I may haue your Ladiſhips good will to goe to the world, Isbell the woman and w will doe as we may. Wilt thou needes be a begger? I doe beg your good will in this caſe. In what caſe? In Isbels caſe and mine owne: ſeruice is no heritage, and I thinke I ſhall neuer haue the bleſſing of God, till I haue iſſue a my bodie: for they ſay barnes are bleſſings. Tell me thy reaſon why thou wilt marrie? My poore bodie Madam requires it, I am driuen onby the fleſh, and hee muſt needes goe that the diuell driues. Is this all your worſhips reaſon? Faith Madam I haue other holie reaſons, ſuch as they are. May the world know them? I haue beene Madam a wicked creature, as you and all fleſh and blood are, and indeede I doe marrie that I may repent. Thy marriage ſooner then thy wickedneſſe. I am out a friends Madam, and I hope to haue friends for my wiues ſake. Such friends are thine enemies knaue. Y' are ſhallow Madam in great friends, for the knaues come to doe that for me which I am a wearie of: he that eres my Land, ſpares my teame, and giues mee leaue to Inne the crop: if I be his cuckold hee's my drudge; he that comforts my wife, is the cheriſher of my fleſh and blood; hee that cheriſhes my fleſh and blood, loues my fleſh and blood; he that loues my fleſh and blood is my friend: ergo, he that kiſſes my wife is my friend: if men could be contented to be what they are, there were no feare in marriage, for yong Charbon the Puritan, and old Poyſam the Papiſt, how ſomere their hearts are ſeuer'd in Religion, their heads are both one, they may ioule horns together like any Deare i' th Herd. Wilt thou euer be a foule mouth'd and calumnious knaue? A Prophet I Madam, and I ſpeake the truth the next waie, for I the Ballad will repeate, which men full true ſhall finde, your marriage comes by deſtinie, your Cuckow ſings by kinde.