R., W. · published 1633 · first performed or written 1622 [1621-1623] (Annals) comedy · Red Bull (Revels) Company (first) (?) T28 Marriage-making: weddings, brides and ma typicality 0.86 · 497 words
Marked words are the most distinguishing words of T28: married, marriage, wedding, day, bride, father, wife, luce, love, husband.
Marriage a cloying meat, marry who thou wilt to make a show to shroud thee from the storms round headed opinion, that sways all the world, may let fall on thee. Me cousin? thou shalt call once in a month, or so: I'll read false Letters from a far distant Uncle, insert his commendations to thee, hug thy believing husband into a pair of handsome horns. Look upon him with one eye, and wink upon thee with other. Wouldst have any more? The return of Servants, or some friendly visit will intercept us now: reassume your habit, and be but Iaruis till tomorrow morning, I now by the potent truth of friendship, I will give you plenty of cause to confess I love you truly, and strongly. Y'are in earnest. On my life serious, let this kiss seal it. The softest wax ever sealed bawdy business. Now for old Bloodbound, I will meet you upon the Change Sir, with a blind bargain, and then help your son to a good pennyworth: this night shall be all mirth, a Mistress of delight. Nay, nay, nay, mark what follows, I must bring her home dark, turn her up to bed, and here she goes to Church: my Cloak sirrah. 'Tis a very dark night sir, you will not have a cloak for the rain. I am going to steal the Widow from I know not how many. Nay, than I let your cloak for the rain alone, and fetch you a cloak for your knavery. To bed, to bed— good son, what Sim I say. Sir. I charge ye let not one be up i'th' house, but yourself, after the clock strikes ten, nor a light be stirring, Moll, Trick up the green bedchamber very daintily. I shall Sir. And well remembered Moll, the keys of my Compting house, are in the left pocket of my hose above i'th' wicker chair, look to them and have a care of the black box there I have often told thee of, look to that as to thy Maidenhead. I shall sir. Pray for me all, pray for me all. Have you left out any thing for supper? Out Rogue shall not I be at infinite expense tomorrow, fast too night, and pray for me. An old devil in a greasy Satin doublet, keep you company. Ha, what's that? I say, the Satin doublet you will wear too morrow, will be the best in the company sir. That's true, that's true, I come Widow, I come Wench. Oh sweet Sim, what shall I do tomorrow, tomorrow must be the day, the doleful day, the dismal day, alas Sim, what dost thou think in thy conscience I shall do with an old man? Nay, y'are well enough served, you know how your brother not an hour ago, lay at you to have the Ancient, one that your teeth even water at, and yet you cry, I cannot love him, I wonot have him.
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Marriage a cloying meate, marry who thou woot to make a shew to shrowd thee from the stormes round headed opinion, that swayes all the world, may let fall on thee. Me Cozen? thou shalt call once in a moneth, or so: I'le reade false Letters from a farre distant Vncle, insert his commendations to thee, hug thy beleeuing husband into a payre of hansome hornes. Looke vpon him with one eye, and winke vpon thee with tother. Woodst haue any more? The returne of Seruants, or some friendly visite will intercept vs now: reassume your habit, and bee but Iaruis till no morrow morning, I now by the potent truth of friendship, I will giue you plenty of cause to confesse I loue you truly, and strongly. 'are in earnest. On my life serious, let this kisse seale it. The softest vvax euer seal'd bawdy businesse. Now for old Bloodbound, I will meet you vpon the Change Sir, with a blinde bargaine, and then helpe your sonne to a good penny-worth: this night shall be all mirth, a Mistris of delight. Nay, nay, nay, marke what followes, I must bring her home'th darke, turne her vp to bed, and heere she goes to Church: my Cloake sirrah. 'Tis a very darke night sir, you will not haue a cloake for the rayne. I am going to steale the Widdow from I know not how many. Nay, then I let your cloake for the raine alone, and fetch you a cloake for your knaverie. To bed, to bed—good sonne, what Sim I say. Sir. I charge yee let not one bee vp ith'house, but your selfe, after the clocke strikes ten, nor a light bee stirring, Moll, Tricke up the greene bed-chamber very daintiy. I shall Sir. And well remembred Moll, the keyes of my Compting house, are in the left pocket of my hose above i'th wicker chayre, looke to them and haue a care of the blacke boxe there I have often told thee of, looke to that as to thy Maydenhead. I shall sir. Pray for me all, pray for me all. Have you left out any thing for supper? Out Rogue shall not I bee at infinite expence to morrow, fast too night, and pray for me. An old diuell in a greasie Sattin doublet, keepe you company. Ha, what's that? I say, the Sattin doublet you will weare too morrow, will be the best in the company sir. That's true, thats true, I come Widdow, I come VVench. Oh sweete Sim, what shall I doe to morrow, to morrow must be the day, the dolefull day, the dismall day, alas Sim, what dost thou thinke in thy con-science I shall do with an old man? Nay, y'are well enough served, you know how your rother not an hoe agoe, lay at you o have the Ancient, one that your eethe'ne water at, and yet you cry, I cannot love him, I wonnot have him.