Playes written by the thrice noble, illustrious and excellent princess, the Lady Marchioness of Newcastle.

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Playes written by the thrice noble, illustrious and excellent princess, the Lady Marchioness of Newcastle.
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Newcastle, Margaret Cavendish, Duchess of, 1624?-1674.
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London :: Printed by A. Warren, for John Martyn, James Allestry, and Tho. Dicas ...,
1662.
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Page 539

Scene 16.
Enter Mistriss Odd-Humour, and her Maid Nan.
MIstriss Odd-Humour.

O Nan, I have had such a misfortune as ne∣ver was.

Nan.

What misfortune?

Mistriss Odd-Humour.

Why, I was sitting in that little Chair you know I take delight to sit in, and was singing of Ballads, not expecting that any stran∣ger would come into my Chamber without my notice; but as I was sitting and singing, in comes my Father and the Gentleman you told me of, that was to be my Husband, whereat I was so surprized, as I forgot the Chair was so little I could not readily part from it; I started up in a fright, and run away, the Chair being so little in the seat, stood so close to me, as it went a-long with me, and my back being towards my Father and the Gentle∣man, saw the Chair as it stuck to me; the Gentleman seeing the Chair hanging there, told my Father, that he prceived that I his Daughter was of so lazy a Nature, that rather than stay or want a seat, I would have a Chair tyed to my breech; whereupon he hath broak the agreement he made with my Father, and my Father for anger hath vowed to break or burn my Chair. O Nan, what shall I do to save my Chair? for to lose both Chair and Hus∣band will be too great a loss.

Nan.

Which had you rather lose, the Gentleman or the Chair?

Mistriss Odd-Humour.

O the Gentleman Nan, for he will not do me half so much service as the Chair hath done me; he will never bear with me as the Chair hath bore me; and I perceive by his she humour, and Courte∣ous Nature, that he would sooner break my head with a Chair, than ease my hips with a Seat, therefore good Nan devise some way to save my Chair from Execution, and the fates I hope as a blessing to me, have made the Chair a means to break the marriage betwixt this Gentleman and me.

Nan.

It seems he loves an active wife.

Mistriss Odd-Humour.

Faith all Fools love busy women.

Nan.

The best way, is to speak to your Mother to pacify your Father.

Mistriss Odd-Humour.

I will take your advice.

Exeunt.
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