eldom happens,
but there is one broil or another about it; and that's no sooner don,
but there arises a new quarrel, to consider, how richly or frugally
the Guests shall be treated; for they would come off with credit and
little charge. To this is required the advice of a steward, because it
is their daily work. And he for favour of the Cook, Pasterer, and
Poulterer (reaping oftentimes his own benefit by it) orders all things
so liberally as he can make the people beleeve that is requisite. And
the Bride thinks, the nobler it is, the better I like it, for I am but
once the Bride. But this matter being dispatcht, there's another
consideration to be taken in hand, to know how the Bride & Bridegrooms
friends shall be plac'd at the Table, the ordering whereof, many times
causes such great disputes, that if they had known it before, they
would rather have kept no Wedding. In somuch that the Bridegroom and
the Bride, with sighing, say to one another, alas, what a thick shell
this marriage nut hath, before one can come to the kernel of it. But
Bridegroom to drive these damps out of your brain, there's no better
remedy then to go along with your Bridemen to tast the Wedding wine;
for there must be sure care taken that it may be of a delicate tast
and relish; Because that which was laid in before, was not so
delicious as is required for such a noble Wedding, where there will be
so many curious tasters. Ha! riva! Look to't Bride and Bridemaids, you
may now expect a jolly Bridegroom and Bridemen, for the Wine-Merchant
is such a noble blade, that none of them all shall escape him, before
they have drunk as many Glasses, as there are hoops upon the Wine-cask
that they tasted of.

Adieu all care! the Wedding is at hand, who thinks now of any thing
but superfluity of mirth? Away with all these whining, pining Carpers,
who are constantly talking & prating that the married estate brings
nothing but care and sorrow with it; here, to the contrary, they may
see how all minds & intentions are knit together, to consume and pass
away these daies with the most superabounding pleasures. Away with
sorrow. 'Tis not invited to be among the Wedding guests. Noct there is
nothing else to be thought on, but to help these Lovers that they may
enjoy the kernel of the first pleasure of their marriage.

But really, there's poor Mally the maid, is almost dead with longing,
and thinks her very heart in pieces, scarcely knowing when the first
Wedding-night