Middleton, Thomas · published 1630 · first performed or written 1613 (Annals) comedy · Lady Elizabeth's Men · Swan T28 Marriage-making: weddings, brides and ma typicality 0.88 · 468 words
Marked words are the most distinguishing words of T28: married, marriage, wedding, day, bride, father, wife, luce, love, husband.
What entertainment has lain open here, No strangers in my absence? Sure Sir not any. His jealousy begins, am not I happy now That can laugh inward whilst his Marrow melts? How do you satisfy me? Good Sir be patient. For two months' absence I'll be satisfied. No living Creature entered. Entered, come swear. You will not hear me out Sir. Yes I'll hear't out Sir. Sir he can tell himself. Heart he can tell, Do you think I'll trust him? As a Usurer With forfeited Lordships. Him, o monstrous injury! Believe him, can the Devil speak ill of Darkness? What can you say Sir? Of my soul and conscience Sir, she's a Wife as honest of her Body to me, as any Lords proud Lady can be. Yet by your leave, I heard you were once offering to go to bed to her. No I protest Sir. Heart if you do, you shall take all, I'll marry. O I beseech you Sir, That wakes the Slave, and keeps his Flesh in awe. I'll stop that gap where'er I find it open, I have poisoned His hopes in marriage already, Some old rich widows, and some landed Virgins, And I'll fall to work still before I'll lose him, He's yet too sweet to part from. God-den Father. Ha Villain, peace. God-den Father. Peace Bastard, should he hear 'em. These are two foolish Children, they do not know the Gentleman that sits there. Oh Wat, how dost Nick? Go to School, Ply your Books Boys, ha? Where's your Legs Whore sons? They should kneel indeed if they could say their Prayers. Let me see, stay, How shall I dispose of these two Brats now When I am married, for they must not mingle Amongst my Children that I get in Wedlock, 'Twill make foul work that, and raise many storms. I'll bind What Prentice to a Goldsmith, my Father Yellowh. As fit as can be. Nick with some Vintner, good, Goldsmith And Vintner, there will be Wine in Boles i'faith. Sweet Knight Welcome, I have all my longings now in Town, Now welcome the good hour. How cheers my Mistress? Made lightsome, e'en by him that made me heavy. methinks she shows gallantly, like a Moon at full Sir. True, and if she bear a Male child, there's the Man in the Moon Sir. 'Tis but the Boy in the Moon yet Goodman Calf. There was a Man, the Boy had never been there else. It shall be yours Sir. No by my troth, I'll swear it's none of mine, let him that got it keep it, thus do I rid myself of fear, Lie soft, sleep hard, drink Wine, and eat good cheer. 'Twill be so tedious Sir to live from you, But that necessity must be obeyed.
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What entertainment has layne open here, No ſtrangers in my abſence? Sure Sir not any. His iealouſie begins, am not I happy now That can laugh inward whil'ſt his Marrow melts? How doe you ſatisfie me? Good Sir be patient. For two months abſence I'le be ſatisfied. No liuing Creature entred. Entred, come ſweare. You will not heare me out Sir. Yes I'le heare't out Sir. Sir he can tell himſelfe. Heart he can tell, Doe you thinke I'le truſt him? As a Vſurer With forfeited Lordſhips. Him, ô monſterous iniury! Beleeue him, can the Diuell ſpeake ill of Darkeneſſe? What can you ſay Sir? Of my ſoule and conſcience Sir, ſhe's a Wife as honeſt of her Body to me, as any Lords proud Lady can be. Yet by your leaue, I heard you were once offring to goe to bed to her. No I proteſt Sir. Heart if you doe, you ſhall take all, I'le marry. O I beſeech you Sir, That wakes the Slaue, and keepes his Fleſh in awe. I'le ſtop that gap Where e're I find it open, I haue poyſoned His hopes in marriage already, Some old rich Widdowes, and ſome landed Virgines, And I'le fall to worke ſtill before I'le loſe him, He's yet too ſweet to part from. God-den Father. Ha Villaine, peace. God-den Father. Peace Baſtard, ſhould he heare em. are two fooliſh Children, they doe not know the Gentleman that ſits there. Oh Wat, how doſt Nick? Goe to Schoole, Ply your Bookes Boyes, ha? Where's your Legges Whore ſons? They ſhould kneele indeed if they could ſay their Prayers. Let me ſee, ſtay, How ſhall I diſpoſe of theſe two Brats now When I am married, for they muſt not mingle Amongſt my Children that I get in Wedlocke, 'Twill make foule worke that, and rayſe many ſtormes. I'le bind Wat Prentice to a Goldſmith, my Father Yellowh. As fit as can be. Nick with ſome Vintner, good, Goldſmith And Vintner, there will be Wine in Boles I faith. Sweet Knight Welcome, I haue all my longings now in Towne, Now well-come the good houre. How cheeres my Miſtris? Made lightſome, eene by him that made me heauy. Me thinkes ſhe ſhewes gallantly, like a Moone at full Sir. True, and if ſhe beare a Male child, there's the Man in the Moone Sir. 'Tis but the Boy in the Moone yet Goodman Calfe. There was a Man, the Boy had neuer beene there elſe. It ſhall be yours Sir. No by my troth, I'le ſweare it's none of mine, let him that got it keepe it, thus doe I rid my ſelfe of feare, Lye ſoft, ſleepe hard, drinke Wine, and eat good cheere. 'Twill be ſo tedious Sir to liue from you, But that neceſſitie muſt be obeyed.