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Latest Release: Chapter 1 : A Select Collection of Old English Plays.by Robert Dodsley.INTRODUCTION.THOMAS RAWLINS,
A Select Collection of Old English Plays.by Robert Dodsley.INTRODUCTION.THOMAS RAWLINS, author of "The Rebellion," was a medallist by profession, and afterwards became an engraver of the Mint, a vocation which, in his preface, he prefers to the threadba
- 749 I'd rather turn me back to find some comfort.JOHN. And that way sorrow's hurtfuller than this, My brother having brought unto a grave That murder'd body whom he call'd his wife, And spent so many tears upon her hea.r.s.e, As would have
- 748 Thou dying whilst I live, I am dead with woe._Enter_ THOMAS _and_ JOHN SCARBOROW.THOM. What means this outcry?JOHN. O ruthful spectacle!HAR. Thou wert not wont to be so sullen, child, But kind and loving to thy aged father: Awake, awake! if't be thy
- 747 _Enter_ CLOWN.CLOWN. From London am I come, Though not with pipe and drum, Yet I bring matter In this poor paper Will make my young mistress, Delighting in kisses, Do as all maidens will, Hearing of such an ill, As to have lost The thing they wish'd
- 746 SCAR. I will not lie with her.ILF. _Caeteri volunt_, she'll say still; If you will not, another will.SCAR. Why did she marry me, knowing I did not love her?ILF. As other women do, either to be maintained by you, or to make you a cuckold. Now, sir, wh
- 745 _Enter_ FALCONBRIDGE.LORD. Now, death of me, shall I be cross'd By such a jack? he wed himself, and where he list: Sirrah malapert, I'll hamper you, You that will have your will, come, get you in: I'll make thee shape thy thoughts to marry
- 744 Then he will be here forthwith: you, Master Baxter, Go usher hither straight young Katherine, Sir William here and I will keep this room, Till you return.[_Exit_ DOCTOR._Enter_ SCARBOROW.SCAR. My honourable[354] lord.LORD. 'Tis well-done, Scarborow.
- 743 SCAR. Ay, till death us depart,[342] love.CLARE. Why, then, I thank you, sir, and now I am like to have That I long look'd for--a husband.How soon from our own tongues is the word said Captives our maiden-freedom to a head!SCAR. Clare, you are now mi
- 742 ILF. There's ne'er a wanton wench that hears thee, but thinks thee a c.o.xcomb for saying so: marry none of them; if thou wilt have their true characters, I'll give it thee. Women are the purgatory of men's purses, the paradise of thei
- 741 CLOWN. I have heard of many black-jacks, sir, but never of a blue-bottle.ILF. Well, sir, are you of the house?CLOWN. No, sir, I am twenty yards without, and the house stands without me.BAR. Prythee, tell's who owes[333] this building?CLOWN. He that d
- 740 EPILOGUE Judicious friends, it is so late at night, I cannot waken hungry Appet.i.te: Then since the close upon his rising stands, Let me obtain this at your courteous hands; Try, if this friendly opportunity Of your good-will and gracious plaudite, With
- 739 PHA. Faw, faw, she dreams now; she knows not what she says. I'll try her once again. Madam, what remedy can you have for your great losses?LIN. O, are you come, Acrasia? welcome, welcome! boy, reach a cus.h.i.+on, sit down, good Acrasia: I am so beho
- 738 VIS. Do you see the full moon yonder, and not the man in it? why, methinks 'tis too-too evident: I see his dog very plain, and look you, just under his tail is a thorn-bush of furze.GUS. 'Twill make a fine toothpick, that lark's heel there:
- 737 SOM. What will he do? see that he escapes us not.TAC. 'Tis a good s.h.i.+rt: it fits me pa.s.sing well: 'Tis very warm indeed: but what's the matter?Methinks I am somewhat hotter than I was, My heart beats faster than 'twas wont to do,
- 736 SCAENA UNDECIMA.VISUS, SOMNUS.VIS. Sage Telemus, I now too late admire Thy deep foresight and skill in prophecy, Who whilom told'st me, that in time to come Ulysses should deprive me of my sight.And now the slave, that march'd in Outis' nam
- 735 SCAENA NONA.APPEt.i.tUS: [_to him enter_] AUDITUS _with a candlestick_.APP. What, more anger? Auditus got abroad too?AUD. Take this abuse at base Olfactus' hands?What, did he challenge me to meet me here, And is not come? well, I'll proclaim the
- 734 [_They run about him, playing with him, and abusing him_.APP. To him, Mendacio, to him, to him.MEN. There, there, Appet.i.tus, he comes, he comes; ware, ware, he comes; ha, ha, ha, ha![VISUS _stumbles, falls down, and sits still_.SCAENA SEPTIMA. MENDACIO,
- 733 APP. It smells well. I would fain begin to them.MEN. Nay, stay no longer, lest they have supped before thou come.APP. Mendacio, how shall I requite thy infinite courtesy?MEN. Nay, pray thee leave, go catch occasion by the foretop. But hear'st thou? A
- 732 Was this the care and labour thou hast taken To bring thy foes together to a banquet, To lose thy crown, and be deluded thus!Well, now I see my cause is desperate, The judgment's pa.s.s'd, sentence irrevocable, Therefore I'll be content and
- 731 COM. SEN. Why in such anger, Tactus? what's the matter?TAC. My lord, I had thought, as other Senses did, By sight of objects to have prov'd my worth; Wherefore considering that, of all the things That please me most, women are counted chief, I h
- 730 PHA. Foh, foh, what a smell is here! Is this one of your delightful objects?OLF. It is your only scent in request, sir.COM. SEN. What fiery fellow is that, which smokes so much in the mouth?OLF. It is the great and puissant G.o.d of Tobacco.TOB. _Ladoch g
- 729 [_They fight, and are parted by_ MENDACIO.MEN. You shall not fight as long as I am here. Give over, I say.HEU. Mendacio, you offer me great wrong to hold me: in good faith, I shall fall out with you.MEN. Away, away, away; you are Invention, are you not?HE
- 728 ACTUS QUARTUS, SCAENA PRIMA.MENDACIO, ANAMNESTES, HEURESIS.MEN. Prythee, Nam, be persuaded: is't not better to go to a feast, than stay here for a fray?ANA. A feast? dost think Auditus will make the judges a feast?MEN. Faith, ay. Why should he carry
- 727 COM. SEN. Phantastes!PHA. O sir, my left eye is my right in the gla.s.s, do you see? By these lips, my garters hang so neatly, my gloves and shoes become my hands and feet so well. Heuresis, tie my shoe-strings with a new knot--this point was scarce well-
- 726 That you may know what profit light doth bring, Note Lumen's words, that speaks next following.LUM. Light, the fair grandchild to the glorious sun, Opening the cas.e.m.e.nts of the rosy morn, Makes the abashed heavens soon to shun The ugly darkness i
- 725 COMMUNIS SENSUS, LINGUA, PHANTASTES, MEMORY, ANAMNESTES.COM. SEN. Lingua, the Senses, by our appointment, anon are to present their objects before us. Seeing, therefore, they be not in readiness, we license you in the meanwhile, either in your own person
- 724 MEN. I cannot think such fellows have to do with Oblivio, since they never got anything to forget.ANA. Again, these prodigal swaggerers that are so much bound to their creditors, if they have but one cross about them, they'll spend it in wine upon Ob
- 723 MEM. I remember, in the country of Utopia[236] they use no other kind of artillery.COM. SEN. But what's become of Olfactus?MEN. He politicly leans to neither part, But stands betwixt the camps as at receipt, Having great swine[237] his pioneers to en
- 722 LINGUA, MENDACIO, COMMUNIS SENSUS, _and the rest_.LIN. Feign thyself in great haste.MEN. I warrant you, madam: I doubt 'tis in vain to run, by this they are all past overtaking.COM. SEN. Is not this Lingua, that is in such haste?PHA. Yes, yes, stand
- 721 COM. SEN. Crave my counsel! Tell me what manner of man he is? Can he entertain a man in his house? Can he hold his velvet cap in one hand, and vail[223] his bonnet with the other? Knows he how to become a scarlet gown? Hath he a pair of fresh posts at his
- 720 APP. True, but because they know a little thing drives me from them, therefore in midst of meat they present me with some sharp sauce or a dish of delicate anchovies, or a caviare,[215] to entice me back again.Nay, more: your old sires, that hardly go wit
- 719 MEN. I long to see those hotspur Senses at it: they say they have gallant preparations, and not unlikely, for most of the soldiers are ready in arms, since the last field fought against their yearly enemy Meleager[201] and his wife Acrasia; that conquest
- 718 VIS. Had he not wings upon his feet and shoulders?MEN. Yes, yes, and a fine wand in his hand, Curiously wrapped with a pair of snakes.TAC. Will half content you? pish, 'twill ne'er be known.GUS. My life, 'twas Mercury.MEN. I do not know his
- 717 VIS. Why, art thou mad?TAC. Friends, as you love your lives, Venture not once to come within my reach.GUS. Why dost threaten so?TAG. I do not threaten, But in pure love advise you for the best: Dare not to touch me, but hence fly apace; Add wings unto you
- 716 TAC. And many have been metamorphosed To stranger matters and more uncouth forms.OLF. I must go nearer him; he doth not hear.TAC. And yet methinks, I speak as I was wont; And-- OLF. Tactus, Tactus!TAC. Olfactus, as thou lov'st me, come not near me. O
- 715 MEN. Now, chaste Diana, grant my nets to hold.TAC. The blus.h.i.+ng[179] childhood of the cheerful morn Is almost grown a youth, and overclimbs[180]Yonder gilt eastern hills; about which time Gustus most earnestly importun'd me To meet him hereabouts
- 714 Now the last sense I spake with was Olfactus Who, having smelt the meaning of my message, Straight blew his nose, and quickly puff'd me hither; But in the whirlwind of his furious blast, Had not by chance a cobweb held me fast, Mendacio had been with
- 713 MEMORIA.ANAMNESTES, _Memoria's page_.SOMNUS.Personae quarum mentio tantum fit. _Psyche_, _Acrasia_, _Veritas_, _Oblivio_._The scene is Microcosmus[167] in a grove. The time from morning till night_.LINGUA.ACTUS PRIMUS, SCAENA PRIMA.LINGUA _apparelled
- 712 Were Lelia here, I soon would knit the knot 'Twixt her and thee, that time could ne'er untie, Till fatal sisters victory had won, And that your gla.s.s of life were quite outrun.WILL CRICKET.Zounds, I think he be spurblind; why, Lelia stands har
- 711 Ay, here's my hand; I do consent, And think her happy in her happy choice; Yet half forejudge my hopes will be deceiv'd.But, Fortunatus, I must needs commend Thy constant mind thou bear'st unto thy friend: The after-ages, wond'ring at
- 710 Undone! what sudden accident hath chanced? Speak! what's the matter?NURSE.Alas! that ever I was born! My mistress and Master Churms are run away together.GRIPE.'Tis not possible; ne'er tell me: I dare trust Master Churms with a greater matt
- 709 SOPHOS.I'll prove as true as ever Troilus was.LELIA.And I as constant as Penelope.SOPHOS. Then let us solace, and in love's delight And sweet embracings spend the livelong night; And whilst love mounts her on her wanton wings, Let descant run on
- 708 Zounds, he looks as though his mother were a midwife.SOPHOS.Now, gentle Jove, great monarch of the world, Grant good success unto my wand'ring hopes.CHURMS.Now Phoebus' silver eye is drench'd in western deep, And Luna 'gins to show her
- 707 Will not the presence of thy friend prevail, Nor hope expel these sullen fits?Cannot mirth wring if but a forged smile From those sad drooping looks of thine?Rely on hope, whose hap will lead thee right To her, whom thou dost call thy heart's delight
- 706 CHURMS.Bravely resolved, i' faith!LELIA.But, to be short-- I have a secret friend, that dwells from hence Some two days' journey, that's the most; And if you can, as well I know you may, Convey me thither secretly-- For company I desire no
- 705 I'll warrant ye; fear it not.WILL CRICKET.Why, then, go you to Sir John, and I'll to my wench, and bid her give her maidenhead warning to prepare itself; for the destruction of it is at hand.[_Exeunt_._Enter_ LELIA _sola_. LELIA.How love and for
- 704 PETER PLOD-ALL.Nay, he'll do more than that too, for he'll make himself like a devil, and fray the scholar that hankers about her out on's wits.PLOD-ALL.Marry, Jesus bless us! will he so? Marry, thou shalt have vorty s.h.i.+llings to give h
- 703 Well, trust him not: the tiger hides his claws, When oft he doth pretend[152] the greatest guiles.But stay: here comes Lelia's nurse._Enter_ NURSE.SOPHOS.Nurse, what news? How fares my love? NURSE.How fares she, quotha? marry, she may fare how she wi
- 702 Will heavens still smile at Sophos' miseries, And give no end to my incessant moans?These cypress shades are witness of my woes; The senseless trees do grieve at my laments; The leafy branches drop sweet Myrrha's tears: For love did scorn me in
- 701 CHURMS.Why then, I warrant ye, for we hold in our law that, _idem est non apparere et non esse_.GRIPE.Master Churms, I pray you, do so much as call my daughter hither. I will make her sure here to Peter Plod-all, and I'll desire you to be a witness.C
- 700 [_Exit_ ROBIN GOODFELLOW.FORTUNATUS.And if you do, by this hand, I'll play the conjuror.Blush, Fortunatus, at the base conceit!To stand aloof, like one that's in a trance, And with thine eyes behold that miscreant imp, Whose tongue['s] more
- 699 PETER PLOD-ALL.Marry, with my lands and livings my father has promised me.LELIA.I have heard much of your wealth, but I never knew you manners before now.PETER PLOD-ALL. Faith, I have no manors, but a pretty home-stall; and we have great store of oxen and
- 698 SOPHOS.G.o.d save you, sir.GRIPE.O Master Sophos, I have longed to speak with you a great while. I hear you seek my daughter Lelia's love. I hope you will not seek to dishonest me, nor disgrace my daughter.SOPHOS. No, sir; a man may ask a yea; a woma
- 697 PEG.Why, William, what's the matter?WILL CRICKET.What's the matter, quotha? Faith, I ha' been in a fair taking for you, a bots on you! for t'other day, after I had seen you, presently my belly began to rumble. What's the matter, t
- 696 CHURMS.Faith, little news: but yet I am glad I have met with you. I have a matter to impart to you wherein you may stand me in some stead, and make a good benefit to yourself: if we can deal cunningly, 'twill be worth a double fee to you, by the Lord
- 695 WILL CRICKET.Ay, marry; that's it he looked for all this while. [_Aside_.CHURMS.Sir, I will do the best I can.WILL CRICKET. But, landlord, I can tell you news, i' faith. There is one Sophos, a brave gentleman; he'll wipe your son Peter'
- 694 PLOD-ALL.What wouldst ha' done?WILL CRICKET.I would have had a s.n.a.t.c.h at you, that I would.CHURMS. What, art a dog?WILL CRICKET.No; if I had been a dog, I would ha' snapped off your nose ere this, and so I should have cosened the devil of a
- 693 NURSE.Peace, mistress, stand aside; here comes somebody._Enter_ SOPHOS.SOPHOS._Optatis non est spes ulla potiri_. Yet, Phoebus, send down thy tralucent beams, Behold the earth that mourns in sad attire; The flowers at Sophos' presence 'gin to dr
- 692 CHURMS.Marry, I think 'twould be a good match. But the young man has had very simple bringing-up.GRIPE.Tus.h.!.+ what care I for that? so he have lands and living enough, my daughter has bringing up will serve them both. Now I would have you to write
- 691 How now, my honest rogue? What play shall we have here to-night?PLAYER.Sir, you may look upon the t.i.tle.PROLOGUE.What, _Spectrum_ once again? Why, n.o.ble Cerberus, nothing but patch-panel stuff, old gallymawfries, and cotton-candle eloquence? Out, you
- 690 When I arrive within the Isle of Dogs, Dan Phoebus, I will make thee kiss the pump.Thy one eye pries in every draper's stall, Yet never thinks on poet Furor's need.Furor is lousy, great Furor lousy is; I'll make thee rue[135] this lousy cas
- 689 PHILOMUSUS.Why, then, let's both go spend our little store In the provision of due furniture, A shepherd's hook, a tar-box, and a scrip: And haste unto those sheep-adorned hills, Where if not bless our fortunes, we may bless our wills.STUDIOSO.T
- 688 STUDIOSO.Let's in a private song our cunning try, Before we sing to stranger company.[PHILOMUSUS _sings. They tune_.How can he sing, whose voice is hoa.r.s.e with care?How can he play, whose heart-strings broken are? How can he keep his rest, that ne
- 687 Must we be practis'd to those leaden spouts, That nought down vent but what they do receive?Some fatal fire hath scorch'd our fortune's wing, And still we fall, as we do upward spring?As we strive upward on the vaulted sky, We fall, and fee
- 686 PHANTASMA._Habet et musca splenem, et formicae sua bilis inest_.INGENIOSO.Gramercy,[118] good lads. This is our share in happiness, to torment the happy. Let's walk along and laugh at the jest; it's no staying here long, lest Sir Raderic's
- 685 FUROR.The G.o.ds above, that know great Furor's fame, And do adore grand poet Furor's name, Granted long since at heaven's high parliament, That whoso Furor shall immortalise, No yawning goblins shall frequent his grave; Nor any bold, presu
- 684 It is a plain case, whereon I mooted[111] in our Temple, and that was this: put case, there be three brethren, John a Nokes, John a Nash, and John a Stile. John a Nokes the elder, John a Nash the younger, and John a Stile the youngest of all. John a Nash
- 683 PHILOMUSUS.And canst thou sport at our calamities, And count'st us happy to 'scape prisonment?Why, the wide world, that blesseth some with weal,[106]Is to our chained thoughts a darksome jail.STUDIOSO. Nay, prythee, friend, these wonted terms fo
- 682 [_Aside_.AMORETTO._Her nose is like_ ---- PAGE.A cobbler's shoeing-horn. AMORETTO._Her nose is like a beauteous maribone_. [_Aside_.PAGE.Marry, a sweet snotty mistress! [_Aside_.AMORETTO.Faith, I do not like it yet. a.s.s as I was, to read a piece of
- 681 If any man or woman-- SIR RADERIC.That's too low.IMMERITO.If any man or woman can tell any tidings of a horse with four feet, two ears, that did stray about the seventh hour, three minutes in the forenoon the fifth day-- PAGE.A book of[95] a horse,
- 680 SIR RADERIC.He tells truth; to tell truth is an excellent virtue. Boy, make two heads, one for his learning, another for his virtues; and refer this to the head of his virtues, not of his learning.PAGE.What, half a mess of good qualities referred to an a.
- 679 AMORETTO.What, Jack? i'faith, I cannot but vent unto thee a most witty jest of mine.PAGE.I hope my master will not break wind. [_Aside_.] Will't please you, sir, to bless mine ears with the discourse of it?AMORETTO. Good faith, the boy begins to
- 678 AMORETTO.I know not his name; but he is a grave, discreet man, I warrant him: indeed, he wants utterance in some measure.ACADEMICO.Nay, methinks he hath very good utterance for his gravity, for he came hither very grave; but, I think, he will return light
- 677 Fellow, I had rather given thee an hundred pounds than thou shouldst have put me out of my excellent meditation: by the faith of a gentleman, I was wrapp'd in contemplation.IMMERITO.Sir, you must pardon my father: he wants bringing up.ACADEMICO.Marry
- 676 And is it then such an ease for his a.s.s's back to carry money? _Echo_. Ay.Will, then, this golden a.s.s bestow a vicarage gilded? _Echo_. Gelded.What shall I say to good Sir Raderic, that have no[83] gold here? _Echo_. Cold cheer.I'll make it
- 675 _Enter_ PHILOMUSUS, THEODORE, _his patient, the_ BURGESS, _and his man with his staff_.THEODORE.[_Puts on his spectacles_.] Monsieur, here are _atomi natantes_, which do make show your wors.h.i.+p to be as lecherous as a bull.BURGESS.Truly, Master Doctor,
- 674 How now, my little knave? Quelle nouvelle, monsieur?RICHARDETTO.There's a fellow with a nightcap on his head, an urinal in his hand, would fain speak with Master Theodore.JAQUES.Parle Francois, mon pet.i.t garcon. RICHARDETTO.[70]Ici un homme, avec l
- 673 [_Exeunt_.ACTUS I., SCAENA 4.PHILOMUSUS _in a physician's habit_: STUDIOSO, _that is_, JAQUES _man, and_ PATIENT.PHILOMUSUS.t.i.t, t.i.t, t.i.t, non point;[62] non debet fieri phlebotomia in coitu Lunae. Here is a recipe.PATIENT.A recipe?PHILOMUSUS.N
- 672 But softly may our honour's ashes rest, That lie by merry Chaucer's n.o.ble chest.But, I pray thee, proceed briefly in thy censure, that I may be proud of myself; as in the first, so in the last, my censure may jump with thine.--Henry Constable,
- 671 THE RETURN FROM PARNa.s.sUS.ACTUS I, SCAENA 1.INGENIOSO, _with Juvenal in his hand_.INGENIOSO._Difficile est satyram non scribere. Nam quis iniquae Tam patiens Urbis, tam ferreus,[32] ut teneat se_? Ay, Juvenal, thy jerking hand is good, Not gently laying
- 670 [The late Mr Bolton Corney thought that this play was from the pen of John Day. We learn from the Prologue that a drama, of which nothing is now known, preceded it, under the t.i.tle of "The Pilgrimage to Parna.s.sus." The loss is perhaps to be
- 669 Y. ART. I think my wife's ghost haunts me to my death; Wretch that I was, to shorten her life's breath!O. ART. Whom do I see, my son's wife?O. LUS. What, my daughter?JUS. Is it not Mistress Arthur that we see, That long since buried we supp
- 668 Am I a tyrant that do thirst for blood?O. ART. Ay, if thou seek'st the ruin of my son, Thou art a tyrant and a blood-sucker.O. LUS. Ay, if I seek the ruin of thy son, I am indeed.O. ART. Nay, more, thou art a dotard; And, in the right of my accused s
- 667 MRS ART. It seems thou hast been in some better plight; Sit down, I prythee: men, though they be poor, Should not be scorn'd; to ease thy hunger, first Eat these conserves; and now, I prythee, tell me What thou hast been--thy fortunes, thy estate, An
- 666 [_Exit_ PIPKIN.Y. ART. Art thou yet pleas'd?MRS MA. When I have had my humour.Y. ART. Good friends, for manners' sake awhile withdraw.BRA. It is our pleasure, sir, to stand aside. [MISTRESS SPLAY _and_ BRABO _stand aside_.Y. ART. Mary, what caus
- 665 FUL. Then did he not, Either by poison or some other plot, Send you to death where, by his providence, G.o.d hath preserved you by that wond'rous miracle?Nay, after death, hath he not scandalis'd Your place with an immodest courtesan?ANS. And ca
- 664 [_Exeunt_ MISTRESS SPLAY _and_ BRABO.Y. ART. What, Mistress Mary?MRS MA. O good Master Arthur, Where have you been this week, this month, this year?This year, said I? where have you been this age?Unto a lover ev'ry minute seems Time out of mind: How
- 663 ANS. What frantic humour doth thus haunt my sense, Striving to breed destruction in my spirit?When I would sleep, the ghost of my sweet love Appears unto me in an angel's shape: When I'm awake, my fantasy presents, As in a gla.s.s, the shadow of
- 662 [_Exit_ MRS MARY _escorted by_ AMINADAB.Y. ART. Come, wife, this meeting was all for our sakes: I long to see the force my poison takes. [_Aside_.MRS ART. My dear-dear husband, in exchange of hate, My love and heart shall on your service wait.[_Exeunt_ Y.
- 661 MRS ART. Here, Master Justice, this to your grave years, A mournful draught, G.o.d wot: half-wine, half-tears. [_Aside_.JUS. Let come, my wench; here, youngsters, to you all!You are silent: here's that will make you talk.Wenches, methink you sit like
- 660 We have been young, like you; and, if you live Unto our age, you will be old like us.FUL. Be rul'd by reason; but who's here?_Enter_ AMINADAB.AMIN. _Salvete, omnes_! and good day To all at once, as I may say; First, Master Justice; next, Old Art
- 659 [_Exit_.SCENE III._A Room in Young Arthur's House_._Enter_ MISTRESS ARTHUR _and her_ MAID.MRS ART. Come, spread the table; is the hall well rubb'd? The cus.h.i.+ons in the windows neatly laid?The cupboard of plate set out? the cas.e.m.e.nts stuc
- 658 _Enter_ YOUNG ARTHUR.Y. ART. Good morrow, gentleman; saw you not this way, As you were walking, Sir Aminadab?ANS. Master Arthur, as I take it?Y. ART. Sir, the same.ANS. Sir, I desire your more familiar love: Would I could bid myself unto your house, For I
- 657 FUL. That thou shalt.My mistress in a humour had protested, That above all the world she lov'd me best; Saying with suitors she was oft molested, And she had lodg'd her heart within my breast; And sware (but me), both by her mask and fan, She ne
- 656 MRS MA. Alas! poor fool, the pedant's mad for love!Thinks me more mad that I would marry him.He's come to watch me with a rusty bill, To keep my friends away by force of arms: I will not see him, but stand still aside, And here observe him what
- 655 _Enter_ MISTRESS MARY, MISTRESS SPLAY, _and_ BRABO.MRS MA. I prythee, tell me, Brabo, what planet, think'st thou, governed at my conception, that I live thus openly to the world?BRA. Two planets reign'd at once; Venus, that's you, And Mars,
- 654 O. ART. Why, sir, as yet you do not know the case.O. LUS. Well, he knows somewhat; forward, Master Arthur.O. ART. And, as I told you, my unruly son, Once having bid his wife home to my house, There took occasion to be much aggriev'd About some househ
- 653 PIP. _Quaeso, preceptor, quaeso_, for G.o.d's sake do not whip me: _Quid est grammatica_?AMIN. Not whip you, _quid est grammatica_, what's that?PIP. _Grammatica est_, that, if I untruss'd, you must needs whip me upon them, _quid est grammat
- 652 MRS ART. Sir, you may freely speak, whate'er it be, So that your speech suiteth with modesty.FUL. To this now could I answer pa.s.sing well.ANS. Mistress, I, pitying that so fair a creature-- FUL. Still fair, and yet I warn'd the contrary.ANS. S
- 651 Y. ART. My father may command my patience; But you, sir, that are but my father-in-law, Shall not so mock my reputation.Sir, you shall find I am an honest man.O. LUS. An honest man!Y. ART. Ay, sir, so I say.O. LUS. Nay, if you say so, I'll not be aga
- 650 How say you, Master Lusam?O. LUS. How? Go in? How say you, sir?O. ART. I say 'tis best.O. LUS. Ay, sir, say you so? so say I too.O. ART. Nay, nay, it is not best; I'll tell you why. Haply the fire of hate is quite extinct From the dead embers; n