R., W. · published 1633 · first performed or written 1622 [1621-1623] (Annals) comedy · Red Bull (Revels) Company (first) (?) unassigned nearest T28 Marriage-making: weddings, brides and ma · 473 words
Marked words are the most distinguishing words of the nearest topic T28: married, marriage, wedding, day, bride, father, wife, luce, love, husband.
You are very rude, uncivil fellow. uncivil, and lay so tame while you set up your foot upon the bed, to untie your shoe, such another word, I will uncivillize that injured civility which you so scurvily slander, and reward you with an undecency proportionable to your understandings, will ye have me, will you marry me? You, why tomorrow morning I am to be married to your Father. What, to sixty, and I know not how many, that will lie by your side, and divide the hours with coughs, as Cocks do the night by instinct of Nature. And provide for his family all day. And only wish well to a fair wife all night. And keep's credit all day in all companies. And discredit himself all night in your company. Fie, fie, pray quite my house Sir. oars, 'tis my house. Your house, since when? Even since I was begotten, I was borne to't, I must have thee, and I will have thee, and this house is mine, and none of thine. Oh Mistress, the saddest Accident i'th' street yonder. What Accident prithee? You must pardon my boldness, into your bedchamber, there is a Gentleman slain in a fray at the door yonder, and the people wonot be persuaded, but that he that did it, took this house, there is the Constable, Churchwardens, and all the Headmen of the Parish, be now searching, and they say they will come up hither to your bed chamber, but they'll find him, I'll keep them down as long as I can, I can do no more than I can. Are not you the murderer Sir? I ha' been under thy bed by this hand this three hours. Pray get you down then, they will all come up, and find you here and all, and what will the Parish think then? pray get you down. No, no, no; I will not go down now I think on't. Why, what do you mean, you will not be so uncivil to unbrace you here? By these Buckles I will, and what they will think on't— Alas, you will undo me. No, no, I will undo myself look ye. Good Sir, I will off with my doublet to my very shirt. Pray sir have more care of a Woman's reputation. Have a care on't thyself Woman, and marry me then. should they come up and see this: what could they think, but that some foul uncivil Act of shame had this night stained my house, and as good marry him as my name lost for ever. Will you have me afore other sleeve goes off? Do, hang yourself, I will not have you— look, look, if he have not pulled it off quite, why you wonot pull off your boots too will you? Breeches and all by this flesh.
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You are very rude, uncivill fellow. Vncuill, and lay so tame while you set up your foote upon the bed, to uie your shooe, such another word, I will uncivillize that injured civilitie which you so scurvily slander, and reward you with an undecencie proportionable to your understandings, will yee have mee, will you marry mee? You, vvhy tomorrow morning I am to be married to your Father. What, to sixtie, and I know not hovv many, that will lie by your side, and divide the houres with couhes, as Cockes doe the night by instinct of Nature. And provide for his familie all day. And onely wish well to a fayre vvise all night. And keepe's credite all day in all companies. And discredit himselfe al night in your company. Fie, fie, pray quite my house Sir. oars, 'tis my house. Your house, since when? Even since I was begotten, I was borne to, I must have thee, and I will havethee, and this house is mine, and none of thine. Oh Mistris, the saddest Accident i'th streete yonder. What Accident prithee? You must pardon my boldnesse, into your bedde-Chamber, there is a Gentleman slaine in a fraye at the doore yonder, and the people wonnot bee perswaded, but that hee that did it, tooke this house, there is the Constable, Church-wardens, and all the Head-men of the Parish, be now searching, and they say they will come up hither to your bed chamber, but they'le find him, Ile keepe them downe as long as I can, I can doe no more then I can. Are not you the murderer Sir? I ha beene under thy bedde by this hand this three houres. Pray get you downe then, they will all come up, and find you here and all, and what will the Parish thinke then? pray get you downe. No, no, no; I will not goe downe novv I thinke on't. Why, what doe you meane, you will not bee so uncivill to unbrace you here? By these Buckles I will, and what they will thinke on't— Alas, you will undoe me. No, no, I will undoe my selfe looke ye. Good Sir, I will off with my doublet to my very shirt. Pray sir have more care of a Womans reputation. Have a care on't thy selfe Woman, and marry mee then. Shood they come up and see this: what coo'd they thinke, but that some foule uncivill Act of shame had this night stain'd my house, and as good marry him as my name lost for ever. Will you have mee afore tother sleeve goes off? Doe, hang your selfe, I will not have you—looke, looke, if he have not pul'd it off quite, why you wonnot pull off your bootes too will you? Breeches and all by this flesh.