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

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Title: Playes written by the thrice noble, illustrious and excellent princess, the Lady Marchioness of Newcastle.
Author: Newcastle, Margaret Cavendish, Duchess of, 1624?-1674.
Publication: London :: Printed by A. Warren, for John Martyn, James Allestry, and Tho. Dicas ...,; 1662.
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Scene 5.

Enter Captain Whiffell, and Madam Whiffell his Wife.

CAptain Whiffell.

I have heard our Generals Lady goeth with the Gene∣ral her Husband to the Wars, wherefore I think it fit for the rest of the Commanders, if it were only for policy, to let our General see that we approve of his actions so well, as to imitate him in ours, carrying our Wives along with us, besides the Generals Lady cannot chose but take it kindly to have our Wives wait upon her, wherefore Wife it is fit you should go.

Madam Whiffell.

Alas Husband I am so tender, that I am apt to catch cold if the least puff of wind do but blow upon me; wherefore to ly in the open Fields will kill me the first Night, if not, the very journey will shatter my small bones to peeces.

Captain Whiffell.

Why, our Generals Lady is a very fine young Lady, and she ventures to go.

Madam Whiffell.

There let her venture, for you must excuse me, for I will stay at home, go you where you please.

Captain Whiffell.

Well VVife consider it.

Exeunt.