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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
- 601 PROD. Nay, nay, send her rather to me: If she be a pretty wench, we shall soon agree.POST. Now a bots[381] on him and his wife both for me! [_Aside_.HOST. Then you would have lodgings belike, sir?PROD. Yea, I pray thee come quickly.HOST. What's your
- 602 TEN. And where is a?VAN. No more ado: ask but for Vanity.Reward him well, he'll help thee to money.TEN. But where?VAN. Why, here in this place: this is Lady Fortune's palace. TEN. Is this? Ah, goodly Lord, how gay it is!Now hope I sure of money
- 603 It shall be seen, when Virtue cannot bide, But shrink for shame, her silly face to hide.Then Fortune shall advance herself before, All harms to help, all losses to restore.But why do I myself thus long restrain From executing this I do intend?Time posts a
- 604 TEN. Yea.PROD. To whom?TEN. To Vortune my mistress.PROD. Wherefore?TEN. That's no matter to you. PROD. No matter, sir? but, by your crusts.h.i.+p, ere you go, 'Tis a plain case, Prodigality will know: And therefore be round; come off, and tell m
- 605 Verse to_ FORTUNE._Thou that dost guide the world by thy direction, Thou that dost conquer states to thy subjection, Thou that dost keep each king in thy correction, Thou that preservest all in thy protection, For all thy gifts unto thy majesty I yield bo
- 606 DICER. In order, then, bravely.[_Retire_.SCENE III._Enter_ PRODIGALITY, _with_ MONEY.PROD. How is't, my sweet Money, shall we be l.u.s.ty now? MON. Be as l.u.s.ty as you will. I'll be as l.u.s.ty as you.PROD. Who lacks money, ho! who lacks money
- 607 SCENE VI._Enter to_ LIBERALITY _a_ COURTIER.COUR. Sir, I humbly beseech you help to prefer my suit.LIB. What is it?COUR. There is an office fall'n, which I would gladly execute. LIB. Who be you?COUR. A servant here in court.LIB. Do you serve the prin
- 608 But who is this? O, I know him, a scholar of our train, 'Tis Hob-a-Clunch, that comes for money again.SCENE III._Enter to_ VANITY, TENACITY, FORTUNE, _and_ MONEY.TEN. G.o.d speed, Master Fanity.VAN. Woc.u.m,[399] Master Tenacity. TEN. Sur, cham come
- 609 d.i.c.k. Why, sure, Prodigality, it can be no other, But he is returned to Fortune his mother.PROD. Thinkest thou so?Thou, Fortune, hearest thou? by fair means, I advise thee, Restore my Money to me again: deal plainly and wisely; Or by this sharp-edged s
- 610 _Enter_ VANITY.[402]VAN. O rotten rope, that thou must be so brittle!Hadst thou but happened to have held a little, I had taught my princ.o.c.ks against another time So to presume Dame Fortune's bower to climb.To make such a 'scape, his hap was
- 611 TOSS. What think you now of Tenacity?Was he your friend or your foe?MON. Ah, that wretch Tenacity hath brought me to all this woe.'Twas he, indeed, that sought to destroy me, In that he would never use or employ[410] me: But, Prodigality, sweet Prodi
- 612 VIR. I grieve for man, that man should be of ill attempts so[413] fain.EQ. Grieve not for that: evil tasted once, turns him to good again.VIR. Then will I take a cheerful mind, Unpleasant thoughts expel, And cares for man commit to them, That in the heave
- 613 2D SUITOR. Sir, I have long served the prince at great expense, And long have I been promised a recompense: I beseech you consider of me.LIB. What, do you serve without fee?2D SUITOR. Yea, truly, sir.LIB. Hold, pray for the queen. [_Gives him money_.]2D S
- 614 PROD. I confess I have run a wanton wicked race, Which now hath brought me to this woful wretched case: I am heartily sorry, and with tears do lament My former lewd and vile misgovernment.I find the brittle stay of trustless Fortune's state.My heart
- 615 But full of many crimes, which I restrain'd: Edward his son, and lastly Ethelred.With all these kings was I in high esteem, And kept both them and all the land in awe: And, had I liv'd, the Danes had never boasted Their then beginning conquest o
- 616 SCENE III._Enter_ BELPHEGOR, _attired like a physician_; AKERc.o.c.k, _his man, in a tawny coat_.BEL. Now is Belphegor, an incarnate devil, Come to the earth to seek him out a dame: h.e.l.l be my speed! and so, I hope, it will.In lovely London are we here
- 617 BEL. Yea, but, my lord, he'll never finish it.MOR. How canst thou tell? What countryman art thou?BEL. I am by birth, my lord, a Spaniard born, And by descent came of a n.o.ble house; Though, for the love I bare[437] to secret arts, I never car'd
- 618 DUN. My weaker senses cannot apprehend The means this stranger us'd to make her speak: There is some secret mystery therein, Conceal'd from Dunstan, which the heavens reveal, That I may scourge this bold, blaspheming man, Who holds religious wor
- 619 MOR. Honorea, for thee; And this it is. Howe'er unworthily I have bestowed my love so long upon thee, That wilt so manifestly contradict me, Yet, that thou may'st perceive how I esteem thee, I make thyself the guardian of thy love, That thine ow
- 620 GRIM. She, quotha? she is mine already; we'll to her presently. Master Parson, 'tis a match; we'll meet you. Now, miller, do I go beyond you?I have stripped him of the wench, as a cook would strip an eel out of her skin, or a pudding out of
- 621 A shadow to the substance you must build on.ROB. She will build substance on him, I trow; Who keeps a shrew against her will, had better let her go. [_Aside_.]MAR. Madam, conceal your grief, and seem content; For, as it is, you must be rul'd per forc
- 622 MAR. Welcome, gentlemen: 'Tis kindly done to come to see us here.ROB. This kindness makes me fear my master's head: Such hotspurs must have game, howe'er they get it.CLIN. We have a suit to you, Castiliano.CAS. What is it, sir? if it lies i
- 623 'Tis so, no doubt; I read it in her brow.Lord Lacy shall with all my heart enjoy Fair Honorea: Marian is mine; Who, though she be a shrew, yet is she honest.So is not Honorea, for even now, Walking within my garden all alone, She came with Musgrave,
- 624 [_Exit_ MARIAN.NAN. I wonder what my mistress is about?Somewhat she would not have my master know: Whate'er it be, 'tis nothing unto me; She's my good mistress, and I'll keep her counsel.I have oft seen her kiss behind his back, And la
- 625 NAN. Indeed, forsooth, I know[460] not when it was.My mistress call'd me from my work of late, And bad me lay a napkin: so I did, And made this banquet ready; but in truth I knew not what she did intend to do.CAS. No, no, you did not watch against I
- 626 CAS. I can no longer linger my disgrace, Nor hide my shame from their detested sight.How now, thou wh.o.r.e, dishonour to my bed!Disdain to womanhood, shame of thy s.e.x!Insatiate monster! corrosive of my soul!What makes this captain revelling in my house
- 627 JOAN. Yet once more hear me speak: leave off for shame, If not for love; and let not others laugh To see your follies; let me overrule you.SHO. Ay, let them fight, I care not: I Meantime away with Joan will fly; And whilst they two are at it here, We two
- 628 Never since wedlock tied her to the earl, Have I saluted her; although report Is blaz'd abroad of her inconstancy.This is her evening walk, and here will I Attend her coming forth, and greet her fairly.LACY. See, Dunstan, how their youth doth blind o
- 629 [CLINTON _draweth his sword_.MAR. Put up thy sword; be it thy morning's work: Farewell to-night; but fail me not to-morrow.CLIN. Farewell, my love. No rest shall close these eyes, Until the morning peep; and then he dies.[_Exit_ CLINTON.CAS. [_Solilo
- 630 'Tis not one hour's pleasure that I suspect more than your mother's good, countenance. If she be asleep, we may be bold under correction; if she be awake, I may go my ways, and n.o.body ask me, _Grim, whither goest thou_? Nay, I tell you, I
- 631 GRIM. Nay, now, Joan, I spy a hole in your coat: if you cannot endure the devil, you'll never love the collier. Why, we two are sworn brothers. You shall see me talk with him even as familiarly as if I should parbreak[479] my mind and my whole stomac
- 632 [_She falleth into a swoon_.MOR. Do not my eyes deceive me? liveth my son?LACY. My lord and father, both alive and well, Recover'd of my weakness. Where's my wife?MAR. Here is my lady, your beloved wife, Half dead to hear of your untimely end.LA
- 633 [5] "For coming from Venice the last summer, and taking Bergamo in my way homeward to England, it was my hap, sojourning there some four or five days, to light in fellows.h.i.+p with that famous _Francattip_ Harlequin, who, perceiving me to be an Eng
- 634 [30] He ran in debt to this amount to usurers, who advanced him money by giving him _lute-strings and grey paper_; which he was obliged to sell at an enormous loss. There is a very apposite pa.s.sage in Nash's "Christ's Tears over Jerusalem
- 635 [61] [See Keightley's "Mythology of Ancient Greece and Italy," p. 411, edit. 1854.][62] [In allusion to the proverb.][63] _Arre_ is meant to indicate the snarling of a dog.[64] So Machiavelli, in his complete poem, "Dell' Asino d&
- 636 [97] Old copy, _Hope_.[98] Old copy, _as this, like_.[99] Old copy, _Will_.[100] The "shepherd that now sleeps in skies" is Sir Philip Sidney, and the line, with a slight inversion for the sake of the rhyme, is taken from a sonnet in "Astro
- 637 [121] Ovid's lines are these-- "Discite, qui sapitis, non quae nos scimus inertes, Sed trepidas acies, et fera castra sequi."--"Amorum," lib. iii. el. 8.[122] The author of "The World's Folly," 1615, uses _squitter-
- 638 [157] This forms the Induction to the play, which purports to have been written to be performed before Henry VIII., by Sir Thomas Mantle, who performed Robin Hood, by Sir John Eltham, who played the part of Little John, by Skelton, who acted Friar Tuck, b
- 639 [187] _Palliard_ is to be found in Dryden's "Hind and Panther:"_palliardize_ is not in very common use among our old writers. Dekker, in his "Bellman of London," 1616, sig. D 2, gives a description of a _Palliard_. Tuck's exc
- 640 [227] The stage direction in the original is only _Enter Robin_.[228] This must have been spoken aside to Robin Hood.[229] [Old copy, _soon_.][230] [This pa.s.sage appears to point to some antecedent drama not at present known.][231] The 4to has it _d.a.m
- 641 --Milton's "Comus."There are several kinds of moly, and one of them distinguished among horticulturists as Homer's moly. Sir T. Brown thus quaintly renders two lines in the "Odyssey" relating to it-- "The G.o.ds it _Moly
- 642 [301] [Accepted.][302] [Old copy, _muddy_.][303] [A very unusual phrase, which seems to be used here in the sense of _masculine pa.s.sions or properties_.][304] In the old copy it stands thus-- "Yes, but I do: I think not Isabel, Lord, The worse for
- 643 [341] [Escutcheon.][342] [Abided.][343] [Old copy, _prepare_.][344] This word is found in "Henry VI., Part II." act v. sc. 1, where young Clifford applies it to Richard. Malone observes in a note, that, according to Bullokar's "English
- 644 "She was indeed of _London_ the honour once."Instead of-- "She was indeed of _love_ the honour once."The king is translating and commenting on the motto on the pendant, as is quite evident from the manner in which he proceeds. Besides,
- 645 [417] [Then, probably, as it certainly was later on, a favourite haunt of footpads.][418] [Pancras.][419] [No edition except that of 1662 has yet come to light.][420] n.o.body who reads this play can doubt that it is much older than 1662, the date borne b
- 646 [450] i.e., Plot or contrivance. Tarlton produced a piece called "The Plat-form of the Seven Deadly Sins;" and in "Sir J. Oldcastle," by Drayton and others, first printed in 1600, it is used with the same meaning as in the text, viz.,
- 647 [473] See [Dyces "Middleton," iii. 97, and] Note 20 to the "Match at Midnight."--_Collier_. [474] This must have been addressed to the audience, and may be adduced as some slight evidence of the antiquity of the play, as in later times
- 648 A Select Collection of Old English Plays.Vol. IX.by Various.HOW A MAN MAY CHOOSE A GOOD WIFE FROM A BAD._EDITION A Pleasant conceited Comedie, Wherein is shewed how a man may chuse a good Wife from a bad. As it hath bene sundry times Acted by the Earle o
- 649 PIP. The maid gave me not my supper yesternight, so that indeed my belly wambled, and standing near the great sea-coal fire in the hall, and not being full, on the sudden I crack'd, and you know, mistress, a pipkin is soon broken.MRS ART. Sirrah, run
- 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
- 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
- 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
- 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
- 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
- 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,
- 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
- 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
- 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
- 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
- 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
- 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
- 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.
- 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
- 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
- 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
- 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
- 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
- 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
- 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
- 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
- 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
- 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,
- 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
- 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
- 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,
- 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
- 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
- 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
- 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
- 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.
- 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,
- 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
- 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
- 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
- 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
- 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
- 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
- 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
- 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
- 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
- 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
- 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
- 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
- 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
- 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'
- 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
- 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
- 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
- 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
- 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