Passages from this character's speech that contain the most distinguishing words for Cluster 4 (loyalty, handmaid, spotless, blessings, hamilcar, moves…). Matches are highlighted.
I am wonder strocken in my self, Oh you all-seeing, pardon my attempt, My second choice hath laid siege to my soul, And my disloyalty hath in that witness Slain the concurrances of after joy, Even so he look't that had my maiden heart, Even such was he, whose far estranged death Gave me this licence
Full speech
I am wonder strocken in my self, Oh you all-seeing, pardon my attempt, My second choice hath laid siege to my soul, And my disloyalty hath in that witness Slain the concurrances of after joy, Even so he look't that had my maiden heart, Even such was he, whose far estranged death Gave me this licence of ill liberty, To do, and undo, Oh forgive me then, Weak in my sect, my fault to the best of men. Let it go then. Why writ you dead in your last letters? Sick was I, and no likelihood of life. I care not, I will thus excuse it, All opposite of injury was yours, Putting to teast our weakness by your letters, Which carrying credit, woman in her will, Guiltless is causer of this open ill. Why did you not? Baud to your own misdeed, Three quarters guilty of this accident, That might & would not stop the hazard, Will you now heap up miracle, And make it worse in note, by adding too't A bavins blaze, t'is not so soon extinct, Being fierce of flame, quensht must it be, By watercourse of sounder policy. Leave all to me, women that wade in sin, Have their wits-charter to authorise it, And they have antidotes that to digest, Which better judgements loose themselves in, let me alone. Some month. While I possess the glory of my name; Attendances according, marry our son Unto his eldest daughter, that's the point Of all: regain my jointure next, T'is not amiss to satisfy your debts. These two achieved, the third is bedding, And if this brain beguile him not of that, Say I am single: no, since blame sits nigh, Behooves give care to use true policy. Aside. I am not well, and this commanding air Retains my health, I came to fetch it, Wherefore enriched with what was ours before, We yield fresh duty and attend them. I shall endeavour in it, come. It gives his luster light. Why, he does merit her in my accord, and 'tis no wrong in you, to dip her blood in the self die that we are in. He shall not have her then. He shall. I will not bed with you till then. I would said it, and when posture of our word takes his base being, I will die the death, into our wedding sheets shall mischief come, before my body break your word with me, even on your wedding day. I care not, think you I do, keep your word in that, when I break mine. Yes I will, have you of protestations, oaths, and vows made these lose fractures: lawful be it then for me to shun the make-peace bed, since strife sets such divi sion betwixt man and wife, I am most firm in't. Is this the tinker you talk on? Come daughter. At London. Call you sir? Oh No, some better looze, This will but add to mischief torture Use patience now be reconciled to fear, Be dovelike humble, and leave that to me. Sir. I am obedient. Sir, what is your will? Whereof comes this cost? Within sir, shall I call him? Sir, in my closet serve your self with sugars, there are spices of the purest, use them in this cost, what else you want, please you command, they shall attend you. I am a mother to and absent son, But not to virtue wanting, wrong me not. I never will. Humil, Oh my shame and not my son. By thee a mother is made miserable. Your eyes were witnesses. Found you the man you loo'kt for? Thou art a traitor then, if any James were there, he was no man of mine, he was thy father. Marvel not, at leisure I will tell thee all, His late return, the trick to place him here, My stay, and his continuing in this house, which Known, thou wilt no sin account, to keep our own. My life? Ah me. Here. Sir for to please your eye, I am thus quaint, Good faith I am ashamed in my self. I was not so brought up: I shall endeavour, though my cheeks put on sensuable die of other bashfulness. Worthless I am, but since it is your will, I borrow light from sunshine of your beams, Who glisters so, gives splendour nothing proud, Darkened by fear, half hidden in a cloud. Prithee daughter, faith I'm passing ill, Your honour and the rest must bear with us, 'Tis nothing usual, a queasy fit. No, the husband. Good faith I am not woman sick, though woman But earnest ill, clogged at the very stomach with A sudden calm, I fear me 'tis my death. A lose but being small. Why did I cast my glove, Proclaimed the finder stickler of our sports, But to a point prevailing practice? 'Tis true to lie with him, but not in sheets, To use the flourish of a woman's skill, In winds and turnings, other lying, My new made husband injures not the old, As I am simply false, I will be found Constant to death, knowing my business Is to heal up the fractures of the time, And to salve virtue in her taint of ill. Yowl let me have my jointure yet. That all is so.
Plot summary
Plot — The Two Maids of More-Clacke
Before the action, James Humil wrote to his wife from what he took to be his deathbed. Believing herself widowed, she made swift arrangements for her remarriage to Sir William Vergir, with the support of her son, who hoped to marry one of Sir William’s daughters, Now, on her way back from the wedding, she sees James in the street. She loses her glove, and offers a reward for its discovery: the person who finds . it will have the honour of deciding the festivities in celebration of her second marriage. This is a ruse to enable her to see James, who has found the glove. She tells him that, though she genuinely thought him dead, she contracted her second marriage as a means of paying his debts and securing a desirable match for ===== PAGE 471 ===== 1608 their son. She takes on James as a servant, and tells her second husband that she will only consummate the marriage once Young Humil is married to his elder daughter, Mary. Since both daughters are already engaged, Sir William tries to put off the fiancés by setting impossible conditions: Toures will only be allowed to marry Mary after she has died and come back to life; Young Filbon will get Tabitha only if he becomes a woman. Filbon sends a letter to Tabitha via Touch, Sir William’s servant, but the letter is found and Touch dismissed; Tabitha becomes estranged from her father. Toures visits Mary disguised as a tinker, and they go off to Putney to get married. Tabitha has two other suitors ~ Auditor, Toures’s father, and the Welsh knight Sir Robert, who is really Touch in disguise — but she tells them she is only interested in Filbon. The creation of Sir Robert is a ruse to allow Filbon access to her, despite her father’s opposition: when he releases her to be married to the Welsh knight, Touch hands over the role to Filbon. Toures and Mary are married, and escape by ship, but Mary falls ill during a storm at sea. She appears to die and is buried with all her possessions in a trunk on the beach in the Scilly Isles. The Governor of the Scillies digs up the trunk, thinking it booty, and finds her inside, still alive; he happens to be her uncle. Humil finds his mother in bed with James, and tells Vergir. He is unable to substantiate the charge of adultery because, by the time Vergir arrives to see for himself, James has left the bed (but is still in the room). Vergir suggests that Humil has slandered his mother, but is secretly impressed with his fidelity to his stepfather. However, he then discovers that his…