Hausted, Peter · published 1632 · first performed or written 1632 [Mar 19] (Annals) comedy · before the Court unassigned nearest T28 Marriage-making: weddings, brides and ma · 494 words
Marked words are the most distinguishing words of the nearest topic T28: married, marriage, wedding, day, bride, father, wife, luce, love, husband.
But let me now muster my wits together Call all my fancies into rank, and place Each several quirk of this my working brain In its true file.— 'Tis an unheard of love, A miracle of Friendship this, for two young men, In th' exaltation of their bloods, both Rivals In such a beauty, for to plot and sweat How to be miserable, that's how to place His friend in the fruition of his Love; 'Tis not within the compass of a faith. This morning each of them entreated me In private, that I would invent some way To win the whole affection of Pandora Not for himself, but for his friend: which is (Though in another Idiom) as if They should have said, get me a comely rope My Bully Lively, and hang me up, or else Provide me an ounce or two of Mercury, Which I will take in posset drink and die. But Lucius is the man whom I desire To pleasure most, therefore I now have counselled Neander for to counterfeit a wedding, Which being fancied true by Lucius And the indifferent Gentlewoman, might cause A speedy marriage twixt his friend and her. This does he swallow, and now there nothing wants But— ha? what's here to do? what Boy is this That Stipes thus drags after him? Why quickly Merda, bring me a chair out quickly.— O O you villain.— Why when?— So, so, go to, go to, Tarry you still my daughter, That you may hear some of your Father's wisdom.— Come on you Crackrope, what is your business, 'pray you, To lurk thus in my Master's grounds? you are A scout? one that discovers are you not? It is a pretty Lad, and being dressed May easily pass for Woman. Well I'll mark O you're a stubborn gallows, you will answer? O me unfortunate; what shall I say? Heigh! An ill year on you, you great Maukin you, Making of Puppets? one of your age and breeding? You have an Husband Minion? you a rod.— But to return again unto the purpose, Where dwell you sirrah? will you not answer me? Come on your ways, I'll have you to my Master.— Unhappy wretch! what shall I answer him? Nay good Sir stay, I'll tell you: oh how I tremble— Then quickly Sirrah. Lest this robustious Clown Should hale me 'fore my Uncle in this habit. What's that you mutter on? you have a trick To say your prayers backwards? have you not? This Lad is mine, I'll take him from the Shepherd. Not far from hence I had both friends and parents. (Howsoever how I want) but cruel Fates Have envied them their lives, and me my friends. It shall be so, I'll make a contract straight Betwixt Neander and this Boy. Now Stipes, God save you. Salve Domine. But why put you your Sickle Into my Harvest thus? go to, go to, You're troublesome— well Sirrah.
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But let mee now muſter my wits together Call all my fancies into ranke, and place Each ſeverall quirke of this my working braine In its true file.— 'Tis an unheard of loue, A miracle of Friendſhip this, for two young men, In th' exaltation of their bloods, both Rivals In ſuch a beautie, for to plot and ſweat How to be miſerable, that's how to place His friend in the fruition of his Loue; 'Tis not within the compaſſe of a faith. This morning each of them entreated me In private, that I would invent ſome way To winne the whole affection of Pandora Not for himſelfe, but for his friend: which is (Though in another Idiome) as if They ſhould haue ſaid, get me a comely rope My Bully Liuely, and hang me up, or elſe Provide mee an ounce or two of Mercury, Which I will take in poſſet drinke and dye. But Lucius is the man whom I deſire To pleaſure moſt, therefore I now haue counſaild Neander for to counterfeit a wedding, Which being fancied true by Lucius And the indifferent Gentlewoman, might cauſe A ſpeedy marriage 'twixt his friend and her. This does he ſwallow, and now there nothing wants But—ha? what's here to doe? what Boy is this That Stipes thus dragges after him? Why quickly Merda, bring me a chaire out quickly.— O O you villaine.—Why when?—So, ſo, go to, go to, Tarry you ſtill my daughter, That you may heare ſome of your Fathers wiſedome.— Come on you Crack-rope, what is your buſineſſe, 'pray you, To lurke thus in my Maſters grounds? you are A ſcout? one that diſcouers are you not? It is a pretty Lad, and being dreſt May eaſilie paſſe for Woman. Well Ile marke O you're a ſtubborne gallowes, you will anſwere? O mee vnfortunate; what ſhall I ſay? Heigh! An ill yeere on you, you great Maukin you, Making of Puppets? one of your age and breeding? You haue an Husband Minion? you a rodde. — But to returne againe vnto the purpoſe, Where dwell you ſirrah? will you not anſwere me? Come on your wayes, I'le haue you to my Maſter.— Vnhappy wretch! what ſhall I anſwere him? Nay good Sir ſtay, I'le tell you: oh how I tremble— Then quickly Sirrah. Leſt this robuſtious Clowne Should hale me 'fore my Vncle in this habit. What's that you mutter on? you haue a tricke To ſay your prayers backwards? haue you not? This Lad is mine, I'le take him from the Sheepheard. Not farre from hence I had both friends and parents. (Howſoeuer how I want) but cruell Fates Haue enuied them their liues, and me my friends. It ſhall be ſo, I'le make a contract ſtraight Betwixt Neander and this Boy. Now Stipes, God ſaue you. Salve Domine. But why put you your Sickle Into my Harueſt thus? go to, go to, You're troubleſome— well Sirrah.