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BRIGHT

in Amends for Ladies — Field, Nathan

Metadata

PlayAmends for Ladies
AuthorField, Nathan
Year (catalogued)1618
First performance1611
Decade1610s
GenreComedy
Play typeBoys Professional; Adult Professional
CompanyChildren of the Queen's Revels
TheaterBlackfriars;Indoor Professional
Speech prefix(es)Wid. | Widow. | Widd. | Wid
Words2006
Characters10140
Typicality0.35 (cosine to cluster centroid)
TCP idA00723
BritDrama no.1615
ClusterCluster 4 — Constant hearts & virtuous ladies

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Full speech

Not this month Master Well-tried. I did conjure him to forbear my sighed: Indeed swore if he came Ill be denied. But 'tis strange you should ask for him, ye two were wont never to be asunder. Indeed they are not fit for you my Lord, and now you are all so well satufied in this matter, pray Ladies how Like you this my Gentlewoman? What can you do? What's her name my Lord? Mistress Marry Princax: she has wit, I perceive that alrea y. Me thinks she speaks as if she were a my Lords brood. V'dslight, I will not leave her for my hood. I never met with one of these eloquent old Gentlewomen before. What age are you Mistress Marry Princox? Is't e'ne so my Lord? nay good Princox do not cry, I do entertain you, how do you occupy? what can you use? What are your qualities? O rare Croane? how art thou endued? but why did Master Boulds sister put you away? Nay prithee tell the cause, come here's none but Friends. God a mercy for this discovery i'faith, O man what art thou? when thy cock is up? come will your lordship walk in? 'tis dinner time. Good morrow Landlord, where have you been sweating? Upon my life you'll hear on her at Master Ingens house, some love passed betwixt them, and we herd that he was married to day, to another. Princox, hast not thou pined in that Ruff yet, ah! how thou fumblest. What's a clock Princox? Because I would have been in bed as soon as they, we are so long unpinning and unlacing. Indeed if they be well laid Princox, one cannot get them up again in hast. Precise and learned Princox, dost not thou go to Blackfriars. But why shouldst thou ask me what I meant e'ne now, I tell thee there's nothing uttered that carries a double sense, one good, one bade, but if the hearer apply it to the worst, the fault lies in his or her corrupt understanding, not in the speaker, for to answer your lattine: pravis omniam pra a, believe me wench, if ill come into my fancy, I will purge it by speech the less will remain within: a pox of these nise mouthed creatures, I have seen a Narrow pair of lips ut ter as broad a tail, as can be bought for money; Indeed and ill tale unuttered, is Like a maggot in a nut, it spoils the whitest kernel. have to not done yet? thou art and old fumbler, I per ceiue me thinks thou dost not do things Like a woman. Let thy good will stand for the Actium? If good will would do it, there's many a Lady in this Land would be content with her old Lord, and thou canst not be a burden to me, without thou lie upon me, and that were preposterous in thy sex; take no exceptions at what I say, remember you said stand e'ne-now, there was a word for one of your coat indeed. No intruth, Princox. None but mine own I swear, didst thou ever use any? What is it? Fough, no more of thy medicine, if thou lovest me, few of our Knights errant, when they meet a fair Lady errant, in a morning, would think her face had lain so plam steered all night: thou hast had some Apothecary to thy sweet heart: but leaving this face physic, for (by my troth) it may make others have good ones; but it makes me make a scur vie one. Which of all the Gallants in the Town wouldst thou make a husband of, if thou mightest have him for thy choosing? I think it not fit indeed your love should stand in the middle. Out upon thee Princox; no, me thinks Wel-trid a handsome fellow, I Like not these starch' Gallants: mascu line faces, and masculine g stures please me best. j upon him, when he is in his Scarlet clothes, he looks Like man of wax, and I had as leave have a dog a wax, I do not think but he lies in a case a nights, he walks as if he were made of gives, as if nature had wrought him in a frame, I have seen him fit discontented a whole play, be cause one of the purles of his band was fallen (out of his reach) to order again. I but that's as ill, each extreme, is a Like vi jous; his careful carelessness is his stud e, he spends as much time to make himself sloue lie, as the other to be spruse, his garters hang ever on the calves of his legs, his doublet vnbutten'd, and his points untrust, his hair in's eyes Like a drunkard, and his hat worn on his hinder partly of his head, as if he cared more for his memory, than his wit: makes him look as if he were distracted; Princox, I would have you lie with me, I do not love to lie alone. Are you clean skind? Nay prithee Princox be not angry, it's a sign of ho nesty I can tell you. Well, well, come to bed, and we le talk further of all these matters. UN iuill man, if I should take thy I e, It were not to be weighed with thy attempt: Thou hast for ever lost me. No, I will not doe't. So, by the sacred and inviolate knot Of marriage, I do, but will not wed thee. Pish, I regard not (at a straw) the world: Fame from the tongues of men does injury Oftener then Justice and as conscience Only makes guilty persons, not report: (For show we clear as springs unto the world, If our own knowledge do not make us so, That is no satisfaction to our selves ) So stand we never so leprous to men's eye, It cannot hurt hart-known integrity. You have trusted to that found opinion, This is the way to have a widowhood, By getting to her bed: Ahlas young man, Shouldst thou thy self tell thy companions Thou hadst dishonoured me (as you men have tongues Forked and venomed against our subject sex) It should not move me, that know it's not so: Therefore depart, Truth be my virtuous shield. All modest, would. Servant I make no question, from this time You'll hold a more reverent opinion Of some that wear long coats, and 'tis my pride, To assure you that there are amongst us good: And with this continency, if you go away, I'll be so far from thinking it defect, That I will hold you worthiest of men. You will fail this way to, upon my knees I do desire thee to preserve thy virtues, And with my tears my honour; t'is as bade To lose our worths to them, or to deceive Who have held worthy opinions of us, As to betray trust: all this I implore For thine own sake, not mine, as for my self, If thou be'st violent, by this stupid night, And all the mischiefs her dark womb hath bred, I'll raise the house, I'll cry a rape. Come, flatter not your self with argument, I will exclaim; the law hangs you, not I, Or if I did, I had rather far confound The dearest body in the world to me, Then that, that body, should confound my soul. You argue Like and Atheist, man is never The prince of creatures, as you call him now, But in his reason, fail that, he is worse Than Horse or Dog, or beasts of wilderness, And 'tis that reason teaches us to do Our actions unlike them: then that which you Termed in them a privilege beyond us, The baseness of their being does express, Compared to ours, Horses, Bulls, and Swine, Do leap their Dams, because man does not so, Shall we conclude his making happilesse? Go too, keep off, by Heaven and Earth, i'll call else. If they do not, I'll kill you with mine own hand, never stare, Or failing that fallen on this sword my self. T'is a stale one And was done in the Fleet ten years ago, Will you begun? the door is open for you. T'is best time now, it is but one a clock, And you may go unseen, I swear by Heaven, I would spend all the night to fit and talk with-thee, If I durst trust you, I do love you so, My blood forsakes my heart now you depart. No, you are too young, and I am much too old; I and unworthy, and the world will say, We married not for love, good morrow servant. Good Master Well-tried, I would not buy her face, and for her manners if they were worse, they shall not dis please me. Servant, God give you joy, and Gentlewoman, Or Lady as full joy, I wish to you, Nor doubt that I will hinder you, your love, But here am come to do all courtesy To your fair self, and husband that shall be. T'is needless Master Bold, but I will do Any thing you require to satisfy you, Why should you doubt, I will forbid the banes, For so your friend, here told me? I should rather Doubt that you will not marry. Well, I will do it and that S profess beside, Married, you shall as welcome be to me As mine own brother, and your self fair Lady, Even as my self, both to my board, and bed. How cheers she pray? Beside, this Gentleman your brother in law well parted, and fair meaned, and all this come about (you must conceive) by your own sisters wit as well as his. My Lord, and Gentlemen, I crave your witness To what I now shall utter. betwixt this Gentleman There has been some love passages and my self, Which here I free him, and take this Lady. Which with a mother's love, I give to him, And wish all joy may crown their marriage. Further, before ye all I take this ring As and assumpsit, by the virtue of which I bind my self in all my lands and goods, That in his choice, i'll be no hindrance: Or by forbidding banes, or claiming him My self for mine, but let the match go on Without my check, which he intends now. And once again I say, I bind my self. Would, nay take me to, since there's no remedy, Your Widow (without goods) sells scurvily. But how Sir, shall we salve this Gentlewoman? Why should the best of you think ye enjoy The rest and rule, that a free widow does? I am mine own commander, and the bliss Of wooers, and of each variety Frequents me, as I were a maid. No Brother Have I to dice my patrimony away, as you My maiden Madaine may. No husbands death Stand I in doubt on: for thanks be to heaven (If mine were good) the grievous lose of him Is not to come; if he were bade, he's gone, And I no more embrace my injury. But be yours ill, you nightly clasp your hate; Or good, why he may die, or change his virtue. And thou (though single) hast a bed fellow As bade as the worst husband, thought of one, And what that is, men with their wives do do, And long expectance till the deed be done. " A wife is Like a garment used and torn: " A maid Like one made up, but never worn. Peace, here's the man you name. Is this the virtuous youth? Wherein you thought your seat so far above ours, Three score and two unto the wisest Lord, That ever was trained in university. Did you not see her Princox? You have a proper Gentleman to your son, my Lord, he were fitter for this young Lady than you.

Plot summary

Plot — Amends for Ladies
Three ladies debate the relative happiness of maids, wives, and widows. The maid, Lady Honour, is courted by Ingen, but she disdains him and he speaks ill of some women. He sends her word that he has married,and she seeks revenge. The wife, Lady Perfect, has her chastitytested by her jealous husband, Sir John Loveall, who engages his friend Subtle to seduce her; Subtle secretly hopes to succeed, but Lady Perfect is determined to uphold the honour of her sex by remaining chaste. The widow, Lady Bright, accepts a waiting-gentlewoman preferred by Lord Fee-Simple; but the servant is really his rival in love, Bold, in disguise. Lady Honour visits Ingen disguised as an Irish footboy with a message, meets his 'wife', who is really his brother Frank in disguise, and is accepted into his service. Her brother, Lord Proudly, comes looking for her at Ingen's house, and Frank's true identity is revealed; but Ingen challenges Proudly to a duel the following morning. This leaves Lady Honour in a quandary whether she should support her brother or her lover. Proudly plans to marry Lady Honour to the Count, Lord Fee-Simple's father. Hearing that in consequence he is likely to be disinherited, Fee-Simple wants to be able to quarrel, and so needs a cure for his longstanding phobia of drawn swords. Well tried introduces him to the swaggerers ofTurnbull Street and they get into a drunken brawl. Meanwhile, Bold undresses Lady Bright and is asked to sleep with her; but ·when his true gender is discovered he is chased out of the house at sword-point and sent home in his underwear. He meets Subtle, serenading Lady Perfect, and claims to have lost his clothes gambling, but Subtle suspects him of sleeping with Lady Perfect. Lady Honour persuades Seldom to have her brother arrested for debt before the duel. Proudly gets free, however, and stabs Ingen's 'boy', who tries to stop the duel by revealing that she is really Lady Honour. Ingen fights on to save her from the unwanted marriage that Proudly has in mind, so she renounces his love. Subtle fails to seduce Lady Perfect, and learns the truth about her supposed liaison with Bold; both he and her husband ask her pardon. Lady Honour puts off her marriage to the Count by feigning illness. The doctor who attends her is really Ingen in disguise, and the parson who comes with him marries them on her sick-bed. Bold invites Lady Bright to his wedding, but the ·bride' is really Lord Fee-Simple in disguise, and Lady Bright is tricked into…