The second part of the honest whore, with the hvmors of the Patient Man, the Impatient Wife the Honest Whore, perswaded by strong Arguments to turne Curtizan againe : her braue refuting those Arguments. And lastly, the Comicall Passages of an Italian Bridewell, where the Scaene ends |
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 | The second part of the honest whore, with the hvmors of the Patient Man, the Impatient Wife |  |
Enter Orlando before Bellafront.
Bel.
Let mercy touch your heart-strings (gracious Lord)
That it may sound like musike in the eare
Of a man desperate, (being i'th hands of Law.)
Duke
His name?
Bel.
Matheo.
Duke
For a robbery? where is she?
Bel.
In this House.
Exit Bel. & one of the Masters of Bridewell.
Duke
Fetch you him hither—
Is this the Party?
Orl.
Duke
Are your two Seruants ready?
Orl.
My two Pedlers are pack'd together, my good Lord.
Duke
'Tis well: this day in Iudgement shall be spent,
Vice (like a wound launc'd) mends by punishment.
Infæ.
Let me be gone, my Lord, or stand vnseene;
'Tis rare when a Iudge strikes, and that none dye,
And 'tis vnfit then, women should be by.
1. Master.
Wee'll place you, Lady, in some priuat roome.
Infæ.
Pray doe so.
Exit.
Orl.
Thus nice Dames sweare, it is vnfit their eyes
Sould view men caru'd vp for Anatomies,
Yet they'll see all, so they may stand vnseene,
Many women sure will sinne behind a Skreene.
Bel.
Let mercy touch your heart-strings (gracious Lord)
That it may sound like musike in the eare
Of a man desperate, (being i'th hands of Law.)
Duke
His name?
Bel.
Matheo.
For a robbery? where is she?
Bel.
In this House.
Exit Bel. & one of the Masters of Bridewell.
Duke
Fetch you him hither—
Is this the Party?
Orl.
This is the Hen, my Lord, that the Cocke (with the
Lordly combe) your Sonne-in-law would crow ouer, and
tread.
Duke
Are your two Seruants ready?
Orl.
My two Pedlers are pack'd together, my good Lord.
Duke
'Tis well: this day in Iudgement shall be spent,
Vice (like a wound launc'd) mends by punishment.
Infæ.
Let me be gone, my Lord, or stand vnseene;
'Tis rare when a Iudge strikes, and that none dye,
And 'tis vnfit then, women should be by.
1. Master.
Wee'll place you, Lady, in some priuat roome.
Infæ.
Pray doe so.
Exit.
Orl.
Thus nice Dames sweare, it is vnfit their eyes
Sould view men caru'd vp for Anatomies,
Yet they'll see all, so they may stand vnseene,
Many women sure will sinne behind a Skreene.
| The second part of the honest whore, with the hvmors of the Patient Man, the Impatient Wife | |