The miseries of an enforced marriage / by George Wilkins
dc.contributor | Montgomery, William London |
dc.contributor.author | Wilkins, George, fl. 1607 |
dc.coverage.placeName | Oxford |
dc.date.accessioned | 2018-07-27 |
dc.date.accessioned | 2022-08-21T16:24:34Z |
dc.date.available | 2022-08-21T16:24:34Z |
dc.date.created | 1607 |
dc.identifier | ota:0663 |
dc.identifier.uri | http://hdl.handle.net/20.500.14106/0663 |
dc.description.abstract | Reprint based on photostats of the copy of the first quarto in the Folger Shakespeare Library |
dc.format.extent | Text data (1 file : ca. 152 KB) |
dc.format.medium | Digital bitstream |
dc.language | English |
dc.language.iso | eng |
dc.publisher | University of Oxford |
dc.relation.ispartof | Oxford Text Archive Legacy Collection |
dc.rights | Distributed by the University of Oxford under a Creative Commons Attribution-NonCommercial-ShareAlike 3.0 Unported License. |
dc.rights.uri | http://creativecommons.org/licenses/by-nc-sa/3.0/ |
dc.rights.label | PUB |
dc.subject.lcsh | English drama -- 17th century |
dc.subject.other | Plays |
dc.title | The miseries of an enforced marriage / by George Wilkins |
dc.title.alternative | The miseries of inforst mariage |
dc.type | Text |
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branding | Oxford Text Archive |
files.size | 155164 |
files.count | 1 |
otaterms.date.range | 1600-1699 |
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The Mi$eries of infor$t <1Mariage.>1 <1Enter Sir Francis Ilford, Wentloe, and Bartley sc.>1 <1Bart.>1 BVt <1Francke, Franke,>1 now we are come to the hou$e, what $hall we make to be our bu$ines? <1Ilford.>1 Tut, let vs be Impudent enough and good inough. <1Went.>1 We haue no acquaintaince heere, but young <1Scar->1 <1borrow. Ilf.>1 How no aquaintance: Angels guard me from thy company. I tel thee <1Wentloe>1 thou art not worthy to weare guilte Spurs, cleane Linnen, nor good Cloaths. <1Went.>1 Why for Gods $ake ? <1Ilford.>1 By this hand thou art not a man fit to Table at an Ordi- 10 nary, keepe Knights company to Bawdy hou$es, nor Begger thy Taylor. <1Went.>1 Why then I am free from Cheaters, cleare from the Pox, and e$cape Cur$$es ? <1Ilf.>1 Why doo$t thou think there is any Chri$tians in the world ? <1Went.>1 I and Iewes too, Brokers, Puritans, and Sergiants. <1Ilf.>1 Or doo$ . . .