Shirley, James · published 1632 · first performed or written 1632 [licensed for stage, Jan 10] (Annals) comedy · King's Revels Company (?); Prince Charles's Men (second) (?) · Salisbury Court unassigned nearest T28 Marriage-making: weddings, brides and ma · 489 words
Marked words are the most distinguishing words of the nearest topic T28: married, marriage, wedding, day, bride, father, wife, luce, love, husband.
Nay you may swear that, the wisest in the country, thought my mother a Witch. He did no sooner open his desires, But he did wound my heart, you see his bounty, What jewels he has given me. All thine own; somebody else might ha' been wise and had'em. Somebody else might have been wise, and kept 'em. I must confess, I loved another lately, but his affection's frozen up— Bless you bevy of Ladies. Sir, you are come most seasonably, before These Gentlewomen, I release your promise, My thoughts are fixed upon this Noble Knight, Affect now where you please; here is my husband. You are not married? No, but I came to bid you all to my wedding, I have Bespoke Gloves, and Points, and knacks, and knaveries. I will dye Hymen's Saffron robe in blood, Put out the Torches with the tears of Virgins, And make the Temple quake. Will you so Sir? Excellent Rascal! There is no way but to acknowledge it, It is no shame in love, there's no disgrace, For else by Law he may recover me. Do y' hear Sir, you may take her if you please, but if she be troubled with a timpany, there is a man within a mile of an Oak, I name nobody, that has had,— some earnest of her body. I hope you do but jest. I'll make all sure; what a loving Lady is this? Then I require you give me back this Diamond, The token once I gave of my devotion. Why that's mine, I gave it her but now before all this company. Be wise and let him have it, 'tis like his within my Cabinet, let's be quit on him, this will secure our marriage. Let him have it there be more in Cheapside, but let's not tarry any longer Bird, he'll challenge all the rest of thy feathers. I will obey you Sir. Farewell beauties and kind Gentleman, if you come to my wedding, I name no time, nor place, we'll be very merry, excellent cheer I'll promise you, your belly full of Fiddlers. Ha, Ha. What did you mean? that Ring was his. The Boy shall ha''t again: ha, ha, you do not know the mystery, this Lady is a boy, a very crackrope boy. Is't possible? I made him first disguise himself. Indeed? Yes faith, to come to you. Then I must tell you Sir, you have not used us civilly, to make our conversation ridiculous, To talk and compliment with a Boy. Sweet Lady, by Hippocrene— do y' not think your wit found out a precious device to make me love you by a precedent; is this your great Lady? Do but hear me speak. Not now, I know you have art enough to excuse it, Yet I am not merciless, let me entreat Your absence, without ceremony, when You come again, your talk will be more musical.
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Nay you may sweare that, the wisest in the country, thought my mother a Witch. He did no sooner open his desires, But he did wound my heart, you see his bounty, What jewels hee has given mee. All thine owne; somebody else might ha' been wise and had'em. Somebody else might have been wise, and kept 'em. I must confesse, I lov'd another lately, but his affection's frozen up— Blesse you bevy of Ladies. Sir, you are come most seasonably, before These Gentlewomen, I release your promise, My thoughts are fixt upon this Noble Knight, Affect now where you please; here is my husband. You are not married? No, but I came to bid you all to my wedding, I have Bespoke Gloves, and Points, and knacks, and knaveries. I will dye Hymens Saffron robe in blood, Put out the Torches with the teares of Virgins, And make the Temple quake. Will you so Sir? Excellent Rascall! There is no way but to acknowledge it, It is no shame in love, there's no disgrace, For else by Law he may recover mee. Doe y' heare Sir, you may take her if you please, but if she be troubled with a timpany, there is a man within a mile of an Oke, I name no-body, that has had,— some earnest of her body. I hope you doe but jest. Ile make all sure; what a loving Lady is this? Then I require you give me back this Diamond, The token once I gave of my devotion. Why that's mine, I gave it her but now before all this company. Be wise and let him have it, 'tis like his within my Cabinet, let's be quit on him, ▪this will secure our marriage. Let him have it there bee more in Cheapeside, but let's not tarry any longer Bird, hee'le challenge all the rest of thy fethers. I will obey you Sir. Farewell beauties and kind Gentleman, if you come to my wedding, I name no time, nor place, wee'l be very merry, excellent cheere Ile promise you, your belly full of Fidlers. Ha, Ha. What did you meane? that Ring was his. The Boy shall ha't agen: ha, ha, you do not know the mysterie, this Lady is a boy, a very crackrope boy. Is't possible? I made him first disguise himselfe. Indeed? Yes faith, to come to you. Then I must tell you Sir, you have not us'd us civilly, to make our conversation ridiculous, To talke and complement with a Boy. Sweet Lady, by Hyppocrene— Doey' not thinke your wit found out a precious device to make me love you by a president; is this your great Lady? Doe but heare mee speake. Not now, I know you have art enough to excuse it, Yet I am not mercilesse, let mee entreate Your absence, without ceremony, when You come agen, your talke will bee more musicall.