The works of John Dryden, now first collected in eighteen volumes. Volume 06Dryden, John
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The works of John Dryden, now first collected in eighteen volumes. Volume 06
Dryden, John
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_Dom._ A fine commendation you have given yourself; the church did not
marry you for that.
_Ped._ Come, come, your grievances, your grievances.
_Dom._ Why, noble sir, I'll tell you.
_Gom._ Peace, friar! and let me speak first. I am the plaintiff. Sure
you think you are in the pulpit, where you preach by hours.
_Dom._ And you edify by minutes.
_Gom._ Where you make doctrines for the people, and uses and
applications for yourselves.
_Ped._ Gomez, give way to the old gentleman in black.
_Gom._ No! the t'other old gentleman in black shall take me if I do; I
will speak first!--Nay, I will, friar, for all your _verbum
sacerdotis_. I'll speak truth in few words, and then you may come
afterwards and lie by the clock as you use to do.--For, let me tell
you, gentlemen, he shall lie and forswear himself with any friar in
all Spain; that's a bold word now.--
_Dom._ Let him alone; let him alone; I shall fetch him back with a
_circum-bendibus_, I warrant him.
_Alph._ Well, what have you to say against your wife, Gomez?
_Gom._ Why, I say, in the first place, that I and all men are married
for our sins, and that our wives are a judgment; that a
batchelor-cobler is a happier man than a prince in wedlock; that we
are all visited with a household plague, and, _Lord have mercy upon
us_ should be written on all our doors[2].
_Dom._ Now he reviles marriage, which is one of the seven blessed
sacraments.
_Gom._ 'Tis liker one of the seven deadly sins: but make your best
on't, I care not; 'tis but binding a man neck and heels, for all that.
But, as for my wife, that crocodile of Nilus, she has wickedly and
traitorously conspired the cuckoldom of me, her anointed sovereign
lord; and, with the help of the aforesaid friar, whom heaven confound,
and with the limbs of one colonel Hernando, cuckold-maker of this
city, devilishly contrived to steal herself away, and under her arm
feloniously to bear one casket of diamonds, pearls, and other jewels,
to the value of 30,000 pistoles.--Guilty, or not guilty? how sayest
thou, culprit?
_Dom._ False and scandalous! Give me the book. I'll take my corporal
oath point-blank against every particular of this charge.
_Elv._ And so will I.
_Dom._ As I was walking in the streets, telling my beads, and praying
to myself, according to my usual custom, I heard a foul out-cry before
Gomez' portal; and his wife, my penitent, making doleful lamentations:
thereupon, making what haste my limbs would suffer me, that are
crippled with often kneeling, I saw him spurning and listing her most
unmercifully; whereupon, using Christian arguments with him to desist,
he fell violently upon me, without respect to my sacerdotal orders,
pushed me from him, and turned me about with a finger and a thumb,
just as a man would set up a top. Mercy! quoth I.--Damme! quoth
he;--and still continued labouring me, until a good-minded colonel
came by, whom, as heaven shall save me, I had never seen before.
_Gom._ O Lord! O Lord!
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