Rowley, William · published 1633 · first performed or written 1619 [c.1619-1620(?)] (Annals) tragedy · Prince Charles's Men (first) · Phoenix/Cockpit T45 Widows, wooing and remarriage typicality 0.76 · 517 words
Marked words are the most distinguishing words of T45: widow, widows, hoord, master, gentlemen, wife, randalls, wit, mistress, married.
So, here's of , A wholsome example to all succ ▪ Let every wise man take heed of two wives, Tis o of the myself should break one of the strongest husbands' hearts. What should I call thee, widow, shall we marry one another now. And beget Chimaeras, I do not think That ever any at once husband dares venture On us both at once Dost thing Which should supply the place of soul in thee, Merely fantastical? are thy passions Such feathered follies, idle gigglotories? Are these the rites due to a funeral? Why? hast never seen the sunshine of a rainy day? Who does believe a widow's tears to be her heart's sorrow? Are they not then better spared than derided? Let me see then what thou dar'st do with wet eyes, That I dare not answer with a smiling cheek? What thou dar'st not second I dare do. Begin, I'll pledge thee. Thou dar'st not. Try me. Thus then I come to thee A; Thou didst forsake me living, being dead I will enjoy thy monumental bed. ay, hast thou that resolution? methinks a woman (as I am) should not out do me, I must die one day, and as good this day as another, Whereabouts is my heart, I think all over my body, I am all heart, and therefore cannot miss, Some creatures die singing, why not I merrily, Make me room Antonio and Margaretta, we'll all tumble in one bed together, I'll lie as close as she on thy left side, And have as many kisses too, that's my bargain; My sins are all upon thy conscience, But I forgive thee, and heaven be the clerk to't, My soul will have free passage, my body I bequeath To thee Antonio, I am your wife, And will come to bed to you, thus I make unready, Thus I lie down, thus kiss, and this embrace I'll ever keep, I am weary now with play, I needs must sleep for ever. Excellent pastime 'tis night with me for ever, where's this tyrant? Turn me but to him, and from these darkened eyes I shall discover his Cimmerian face, For though all is dark, yet still that's visible, And nothing else to me; see ran here vil, Look what a bloody pageant thou hast made; I borrow eyes to guide me of my child, And her I'll lend a tongue to curse thee with. Ha, ha, ha. Thou laughest at misery. Tis well, thou giuest a gre my for, Yet wherefore shouldst thou glory in't? this work Is none of thine, 'tis heavens merciful justice, For thou art but the executioner, The master hangman, and those That did these bloody ravishments upon's, Thy second slaves, and yet I more deserve, I was a traitor to my lawful King, And tho my w cked on , I had no warrant signed for my revenge, 'tis the people's sins that makes tyrants Kings, And such was mine for thee, now I obey, But my affliction teaches me too late, On bloody revenger, finish up my fate.
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So, here's of , A wholsome example to all succ ▪ Let every wise man take hd of two , Tis o of the My selfe should break one of hearts. What should I call thee, widow, shall wee marry one another now. And beget Chimeraes, I doe not thinke That ever any one husband On us both Dost thing Which should supply the place of in , Merely phantasticall▪ are thy Such featherd follies, idle giggloto ▪ Are these the rites due to a funerall? Why? hast never seene the sun-shine of a rainy day? Who does beleeve a widows teares to be her hearts sorrow? Are they not then better spa'rd then derided? Let me see then what thou dar'st do with wet eyes, That I dare not answere with a smiling cheeke? What thou dar'st not second I dare doe. Begin, Ile pledge thee. Thou dar'st not. Try me. Thus then I come to thee A; Thou didst forsake me living, being I will enjoy thy monuall bed. I, hast thou that resolution? Me thinkes a woman ( I am) should not out do me, I must dye one day, and as good this day as another, Whereabouts is my heart, I thinke all over my body, I am all heart, and therefore cannot misse, Some creatures dye singing, why not I merrily, Make me roome A and , Weele all tumble in one bed together, Ile lie as close as shee on thy left side, And have as many kisses too, th' my bargai; My sinnes are all upon thy conscience, But I forgive thee, and the Clarke to', My soule will have passage, my body I bqueath To thee Autio, I am your wife, And will come to d to you, thus I make unready, Thus I lie downe, thus kisse, and this embrace Ile ever keepe, I am with play, I needs must sleepe for ever. Excellent pasti Tis night with me for ever, where' this tyant? Turne me but to him, and from thse darkned eyes I shall discover his Cymerian face, For tho all is darke, yet still that's visible, And nothing else to me; see ran here vil, Looke what a bloody pageant thou hast made; I borrow eyes to guide me of my child, And her Ile lend a tongue to curse thee with. Ha, ha, ha. Thou lest at misery. Tis well, thou giuest a gre my for, Yet wherefore shouldst thou glory in't? this worke Is none of thine, tis heavens mercifull iustice, For thou ar but the , The master , and thse That did these bloody upon', Thy second slaves, and yet I more deserve, I was a tra to to my lawfull King, And tho my w cked on , I had no warrant signed for my revenge, Tis the peoples sinnes that makes tyrn King, And such was ne for thee, now I obey, But my affliction teaches too On bloody ger, up my .