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Actus prim******

Philogones. E[up]****
Phi.
The vnfayned frendshippe and honest demenior
Which I in yow dere Eupelas haue always p[r]oved,
To render vnto yow some parte of the tenoure
Of my mynde at this tyme espetiallye hath moved.
Hopinge therby that some what I shall fynde
By your godly counsayle and lovinge exhortation,
Wherof presently my pensive hart and mynde
May feele some comforte and consolation.
Good counsayle yow knowe to a minde wt h care oppreste
Is like to holsome medicine taken at nede,
Which helpeth the stomacke evell humoures to digest
Lest therof at any tyme some malledey may brede.
Wherfore I request yow o trusty frende Eupelas
To minister to my greife such medicine as yow may,
Promisinge the like to yow in like case
Yf at anye tyme yow nede in any assay.

Eu.
Right [wor]thy Philogonvs my trusty fidelitye
And frendly behaviour to yow from my youth,
Hath not bene so great as your curtuous humanity
To me warde hath ever deserved of a truth.
For your demerites hath always bene such
To pleasure me in any thinge that possibly yow might,
That I can thinke no payne or laboure to much
To pleasure yow agayne by day or by nig[ht]
And woulde to god I knewe that cordiall confection
were it never so costlye in Italye to be soulde,

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wc h woulde ease yow of this dolorous affection
Yow shoulde haue it thoughe the price were a talent of goulde.
Otherwise to giue yow good counsayle and advise
Is a harde thinge to him which hath no such science
Tis the part yow knowe of philosophers that be wise
Which study for the same with great care and diligens.
Wher albeit how muche as my abillitie doth wante
So much true amitye the lake shall supply
My loue is perfett thoughe my cuninge be but scant
Say one therfore I will answere accordinglye.

Phi.
With condinge thankes for your gentle oration
Your modesty herin I doe greatly commende
Refusinge those titles wherof the probation
Even the denial it selfe doth extende.
Wherfore to be short I will shewe yow my grevaun[ce]
& what is the drifte and intente of my reason
Desiringe yow a while to giue hedy attenda[unce]
A ** then as shalbe meete to aunswer in ******
************ [man] hath in this mortall life
*******[ng]e the ioyes wc h in Christe we obtayne
[C]onsisteth in true lovinge children and wife
wc h lovingly at all tymes together should remayne.
And so by the contrary always doth arise
By discordes I meane and dissention in thos
Such peteous harte breakes as none can devise
No pen can discrive no tounge can disclose.
I had one I speake by experience to trewe
So faythfull a mate and so honest a spouse
The lake wherof often pore wretch I doe rewe
As not whole Laurentum a better can house.

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But hir crwell death sith thence longe hath slayne
And me of my trwe loue the fates hath bereft
Who yet for my comfort with me to remayne
A motherles infante of ther curtesye left.
Whome first in his youth I did fatherly tender
The more bycause hir he did much represente
I cokred and dandled him a great while the lenger
Wherof like a foole to late I repente.
I coulde not suffer the coulde winde to blowe
Without happing and lappinge my younglinge to much
What correction was he never did knowe
No man durst skars this wagge wanton tuch
An vnwise man I was for thus then I thoughte
what nede he tuters or masters to haue
for larninge & discipline he shall not care oughte
he shall learne to looke bigge stand stoute & go braue.
What shoulde I doe wt h my landes and possessions
I am able to kepe him gentleman wise
I esteme not grāmer and thes latine lessones
let them studye such which of meaner sort rise
And as for his conditions I am sure they will be
both honest and gentle as all his kinne were
the like bredes the like (eche man sayd) to me
his nature to be good yow nede not to feare
With thes fonnde perswations I flattered my selfe
nuslinge him wt h libertye in youth like a dawe
Til in prossis of tyme the malipert elfe
[Este]med me not the vallue of a strawe

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And the more he percevyd I loved him [th]**
the lesse he regarded my w[ordes] everye day
the gentler I vsed him the m[ore he] begann
stubbernly to contemne me for all I coulde say.
And nowe since he is groune to stripplinge yeares
he is waxt so stomackfull and hautye of mynde
that nether god nor mann nor anye thinge he feares
he settes me as light as a fether in the wynde
A company of knaves he hath also on his hande
wc h leades him to all manner leaudnes apace
wt h harlottes and varlottes and baudes he is mande
to the gallouce I feare me he is treaddinge the trace.

Eu.
Alas good Philogonvs it pittyeth me sore
to see yow my dere frende in this heavye plight
comforte your selfe I pray yow wepe no more
the worst is I warrent yow but a litle frite.
And consider I beseche yow the comfortable wordes
wc h Christ our savioure hath left vs in store:
who all gripinge greifes his testament recordes,
will mitigate in thos wc h followe his lore.
And what thoughe your sonne doth spende his youthfull days
in dulishe delightes and riatous excesse
he will not continue in that trade allways
in tyme he him selfe will his manners redresse.
He goeth farr that never tournes agayne as folke say
I coulde tell yow of many that haue gone as wyde
the best of vs all before god goeth astraye
and he that stande surest may fortune to slyde.

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Wherfore be not dismaide all oute righte
but comforte your selfe and hope still the best
plucke vp your hart man recover your mighte
to doe for yow what I can I will not rest.

Phi.
Lorde how my spirites by your talke are appeased
nothinge I see well to a frende may be counted
my stomacke is lightned my minde is well eased
all treasures trwe frendshipp I perceve fare sermounted.
And if I mighte see that thinge come to passe
wc h yow as yow woulde haue deuinid er[e whi]le
no man how much happier so ever he was
woulde sowner all pensivenes & cares qu[it]e exile.
******** [I] doubt that [such] depnes of route
******* [an]d idlenes i[n his] mind hath framed
**** [sel]dome or nea[r they] will cleane be pluckt out
[I fea]re me I feare me he will near be reclamed.

[Eu.]
And why should yow so doubt. declare me the cause
is his yeares so far spent that no good can be done
he will not (if yow say) is no reasonable clause
I hope t[o] persuade him and that right sone.

Phi.
Perswade him (quoth yow) nay if he had that grace
by persuation to amend his leude behaveoure
my persuation I trowe woulde haue taken some place
wc h alwayes I vttered wt h lenitye and favour

Eu.
With to to much favour I thinke a great dele
which caused him so lightly yow to esteme.
but what thoughe with favourable meanes I will fele
Yf yet I can make him the tyme to redeme.


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Phi.
Your sayinge is to trwe but what yf in fine
he neglecteth your wordes with contempt and disdayne
as often tymes heretofore he hath done myne
when I would with gentle meanes haue wone him full fayne.

Eu.
It is not likly that he shoulde obbrayde.
a man wc h exhortes him to such a good thinge
yf he should perhaps I would make him afrayde
with conscience and dewty & lawes of the kinge.

Phi.
This devise Eupelas I like best of all
but vse your discretion in everye attempt
he is a sturdy marchant sticke not to brawle
if he doe misvse with any contempt

Eu.
But tell me I pray yow what age is he nowe
is he so headstronge that he can not be tamed
I warrant yow weil make him both bend & bowe
we wil in deede (feare not) or weil make him ashamed.

Phi.
An endlesse laboure you then go aboute
can you bende a bigge tree wc h is sappy & sound
he is to olde I tell yow to stubberne & to stoute
take hede what yow say lest he lay yow on ye ground.

Eu.
A pinn for his layinge care I for his handes
Ile hamper him in deede if he make much a dooe.
yf I were as yow I woulde haue him in bandes
with your sufferaunce yow spoyle your selfe & him toe.

[Phi.]
when yow mete him I pray yow doe as yow thinke good
[Your] pollecye I knowe is prudent and wise
***** [thi]nge I will [tell] yow yf he be in his [mode]
****** [not sticke to sweare & make man] *****


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[Eu.]
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[OMITTED] ilogonu [OMITTED]

Phi.
[OMITTED] servaunt Liturg [OMITTED]
wh****h often tymes secretly [OMITTED]
by whos meanes if my selfe had [OMITTED]
I had eschewed thes miseries I w****

Eu.
Yf yow haue tried his trustines here ******
make much of such a one and spare ******
a good servaunt is worth great rich[es] *******
if yow lesse him yow can not tell *********

Phi.
I haue another a simple thinge god ***
wc h for his simplicitie a fooles cote d*******
had as leave haue a counter as a qu[e]******
yet sometyme he whispers a tale in my ***

Eu.
Children & fooles they say can not l[y]
yf he talkes of your sonne c[onsider] *******
and cause him to showe what [he] ********
yow shall perceaue some what [by] *******

Phi.
And somtyme also he makes me g*** sp***
by tellinge some tale or sininge some songe
[Its ma]rveill that hether he doth not resort
yf he knew I were here he would not be longe.


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Ca.
Founder founder

Eu.
Harke is not this the silly soule that doth speake

Ca.
What vounder.

Phi.
it is even verye he harke how the nodye doth creake

Ca.
Where is my vounder.

Eu.
Alas what meane yow giue the foole his aunswere

Phi.
What is the matter will summer.
its marvaile but yow shall heare him tell a tale of his ganser

Ca.
Vounder yow must come zupper the pigge is layde oth stable

Phi.
Alas poore fole he meanes the pigge is lead one table

Ca.
Will yow not I will tell my vounder

Phi.
What ealeth the will

Ca.
Dicke ducklinge and will waspe will not giue me my lowaunce

Phi.
Giue it him knaves or I will make yow giue it him wt h a vengau[nce]

Ca.
Chate nowe

Aliquis intus the devill choke him
[Phi.]
Come me will come me.

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[OMITTED] [t]his night yow shal [in d]**** [do] not mocke
[OMITTED] [su]pper then your company[e sp]ared

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[OMITTED] [m]y vounder to night

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[OMITTED]ust nedes at thy request

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exeunt Eupelas et Philogonus

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Scena secunda.

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[OMITTED] [d]eade
Yf [I] *******[ghi]nge as oft as I thinke
how like a [foole I p]ut out my heade
with bakon in my hande and & my bole full of drinke.
ha ha ha
A couple of wise wisardes I tell you but wat yow what
godes bodykins methinke we are all scase drie
I haue be pist my house twenty pound to one groat
I laughe at the olde fooles so hartelye.
ha ha ha
Yow may perceiue what I am so muche I doe laughe
a foole yow knowe can kepe no measure
my master is waltum and I waltumes calfe
a foole in laughture puttethe all his pleasure
A foole (quoth yow) nay he is no foole
did yow not see what pittye he did take
he is able to sett your doctoures to schole
no smale poynt of wisdome for me such gere to make
Yf yow knewe what delightes he taketh in my presence
Yow woulde laughe I dare say now everye choone
He talketh of me I warrent yow in my absence
who but I to make him pastime who cham his none sonne
And proudly I tell yow to everie in commer
he bragges what a naturall his lucke was to haue

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What how with his mannes voice he calles for will summer
[Wh]ere haue yow put him bringe him hether yow knave
[And] when I am come my properties he teles
[How si]mple, how honest, how faithfull, and trewe
*****[weth] me poyntes and many thinges else
[OMITTED]
Perswadinge him selfe that I tell him all
what I can heare his servauntes to clatter
** [Mi]sogonus his sonne in kicthin or haule
***** he thinke can nether lye nor flatter.
[I te]ll him that I heare a verie good rumor
He is wilde but what thoughe he is not yet come to age
I knowe that this tale will delig[ht] his humor
hereafter they say heile be sober and sage.
And when I haue done I goe showe my yonge master
what he suspecteth and bydde him beware
for he is a ruffin, a spendall and waster
he can doe nothinge but get stroute & stare.
And so by my pollicye he taketh some hede
and sheweth not his madnes to his father alwayes
which otherwise will cause his hart for to blede
and make him his knaverye abroad for to blase.
Thinke yow not yt I harde their hole cōmunication
yes I warrent yow I hate everye white
I haue it even from the first salutation
well ile to my master & tell him of it.
But before I goe hence ile bestowe some of my poyntes
come of wt h a vengeaunce here is prety toyes
what will what dick be hanged stirr your ioyntes
what will yow none take them then boyes.

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As for my pinnes ile bestowe them of Jone
when we sitt by ye fier and rost a crabb
she and I haue good sporte when we are all alone
by the mas I may say to yow she is an honest drabb.
Nothinge greues me but my yeares be so longe
my master will take me for balames asse
yf I can Ile tye thē doune with a thonge
yf not I will tell him I haue good kinge Midas.

Scena tertia.

Intrat Miso.
Mis.
Bodye of god stande backe what monster haue we heare
an antike or a munke a goblinge or a finde
some hobbye horse I thinke or some tumblinge beare
Yf thou canst speake & declare me the kinde.

Ca.
My yonge master ho ho ho

Mis.
Passion of me it is robin hoode I thinke verelye
I will let flye at him if he speake not furthwith
speake lubber speake or Ile kill the presentlye
Nay then haue at the shalt near dye other death.

Ca.
Godes armentage godes denti deare
can my yonge master florish so fine

Mis.
The devill take the and all thy fonnde geare
a moringe lighte one that foules face of thine.

Ca.
What pacyfye your selfe sir or weil haue an ostler
Your mannes harte I knowe & your cūninge in i****
*** [ar]e a fenser & a verye fine wresler
[OMITTED] **de****d**d [OMITTED]


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[Mis.
If] thou hadst not spoke when thou didst as I am trwe gentleman
Shouldst near a gone furr but even like a cowe
At my foote oute of hande thou shouldst haue bene [s]l[a]yne
I woulde haue bene thy preist I make god avow[e.]

[C]a.
Sanke ye by my tosse for your sparinge so longe
yow are coragious I [knowe] but what care I hearke
If yow had stricke I woulde haue kepte ye thronge
and there haue bene gropinge some maydens in the darke

Mis.
Thou art as full of knaverie as an egge is full of meate
I beleve the by the masse but how gattest yu these eares
thou were abowte some skoggingly feate
tell me I pray the shall no bodye heares.

Ca.
Will yow nedes knowe whi then lay your head to myne

Mis.
What thou lyest villayne thou be his naturall
fy of all follye how blearest thou his eyne
is my father to fooles become so liberall?
but did he thinke thou wert a foole in deede
he were never so foolishe to thinke so of the

Ca.
Your selfe may iudge that by my foolishe wede
both my capp and my cote he bestowed on me.
Nay I am become his counsayler I can tell yow newes
whatsoever he speakes he giues me leaue to hear
my company at no tyme he will refuse
I will tell yow a iest if yow will giue good eare.

Mis.
Whats that for love of god tell me good boy
Yf it be for my wealth and for my advauntage
thou shalt be my chaplinge I sweare by St Loy
or if thou canst be prested Ile giue the a persnage.


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Ca.
I thanke yow by my hallidome I wer fit for that office
I coulde mumble my mattinges & my durge wt h the best
and if it were not for ye impostin in my kodpesse
to lift at a chery I haue a buminge breaste.

Mis.
Tushe, tell me the newes thou talkedst one of late
and thou best a goodfellow tell me wt h spede

Ca.
Your fathr was comoninge wt h a yomanāe his mate
Her in this place as hevy as lede.
And wote yow why the poore man were so sadde
forsoth for his sonne that he fearde was past grace
O (quoth he) its a parlousse vnthriftye ladde
Your gentlemanshipp vtterly he did deface
Feare not sayth the other I will bringe him to corn̄
[Yo]w are to blame what yow his father
[Y]f yow suffer him heil make yow a starke foollorn̄
*** him tast of the rodde & ride byard rather

Ca.
Nay stay a wh[ile and] th[en] showe your manhodde
Your father was pleaste but he dourste not so deale
no sayth the other yow are then but a cowarde
Yf I was as yow my feste he shoulde fele.

Mis.
Goges woundes.

Ca.
Ye haue not all yet if this gentleman dourste
Your father enquired to nourture him then
Dare I (quoth he) he is not so courste
Ile hamper him I warrent yow & all his men.


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Mi.
By his soule & sydes by his death & his life
Ile make ye olde churle repente this talke
hamper me (quoth you) where is my knife
Ile sticke him by the mas if this waye he walke.

Ca.
Your knyfe fye for shame yow shoulde say your dagger
Godes my armes sticke not to drawe your sworde.

Mi.
(Will I) i that I will a fartte for the bragger
he shall downe if he giue me but one bouggish worde

Ca.
Now I cun yow thanke that is spoken like a man
Yow to be brought of such a loute vnder

Mi.
I defy him I with all that he can
Let my father takes parte & Ile both of them cunger.

Ca.
Well sayde olde ladde but stay your wisdome a while
Its here in fayth ile go playe a prety pranke
I knowe the waye how yow may him revile
and so vse him that agayne heil neare be so cranke

Mi.
Hoe cacurgus ile performe the my promisse
tell me the way and make thy selfe priste
and of my honestye thoust haue my best benefice
and ever hereafter in my favoure be highest

Ca.
Prepare your selfe then in a readynes oute of hande
where be your sarvinge men call the knaves oute
here in this way together all stande
at laste they may helpe to face out the loute

Mi.
And what wilt thou doe wilt thou get the hence
wilt thou forsake me when I haue most nede

Ca.
Its bed tyme nowe I will goe to my wench
fare thou well for this tyme god sende the good speede


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Mi.
And thou wilt nedes be gone then fare well froste
All thy mynde I perceave is of Jone

Ca.
I did but ieste Ile to take vp the rost
& cause this gentleman to come oute alone
exit Cacurgus.

scena 4.

Mi.
What hoe Orgalus what oenopholus I say
Where be thes knaves come out with a vengeance
**** forth when I bidde yow what tarrye you *****
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[A]none I come sir stande by [rome I] say
I am sir come to knowe your werishipps pleasure
I were busied wt h brushinge your velvet gaskins

[Mi.]
Youil come when yow list sir, o your a tresure
I knowe yow of olde yow are none of ye hastlinges

[O]r.
Ile doe no more till next tyme I praye yow forgiue me
Ile be reddie here after to wayte at your heles

Mi.
Yow can capp now yow were beste capp I tell yow
I may hange for yow the lett all go a wheles

Or.
Yf hanginge be the worste youst do well I hope
I haue ben hangde twenty tymes & cacht no harme
I care not for hanginge soe my mynde like ye rope
hangings but a pastyme so it be vnder your arme

Mi.
Now by me trwlye thou art a knave an grane
but wheres Oenophilus your fellowe become


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Or.
I thinke he is at Alhouse a likeringe ones brayne
I ame sure for this halfe howre he has taken a rome

Mi.
That desperat dick must I nedes haue I am to fight a match
An olde cankred churle doth me chalings and deare

Or.
Yow are able your selfe a dosin to dispach
Year a man by S Sampson ery length of a spare

Mi.
But how if he bringe wt h him buckler & sworde
what fence shall I vse my hede for to saue

Or.
Your conninge is good man care not a tourde
Year able to canvas the dasterdly knave

Mi.
Thou werte wonnte to tell me pretye feates of warr
My venues to giue and my vauntage to take.

Or.
For your fensuar I warrent yow nede not to care
with your manly lookes yow will make him to quake.

Mi.
Nay but I pray the shewe me one crosse capur
and how I shoulde warde my head and my harte
were I not best if nede be to drawe out my rapier
tell me by the masse or ile make ye to farte.

Or.
Crosse capur, crosse legges I tolde yow the fence
throwe the knave downe & wt h him plucke a crowe

Mi.
thou wert wonnt to talke of crossinge legges wt h a wenche
and make hir mine vnderlinge meane yow not soe

Or.
Yow vnderstumble me well sir yow haue a good witte
I must nedes cōmend your good remembraunce

Mi.
bith same token thou taughst me can yow not hit it
but goe fetch me the fellowe least I be in some combraunce

Or.
To doe your commaundemente sir I am redye
but yow nede no more men I am sure for this dust


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Mi.
Go when I bidde you & come againe spedye
**** your cockescome by my hallidome Ile bruste.

[exit Orḡlus]
«A whole leaf wanting»
[Eu.]
Its trwe I see well that Philognus sayde
the gallowes grones for this wage as iust rope ripe
alas good man thou must nedes be ill apayde
Its no marvail thoughe sorrowes doe greatly the grip[e]
But my thinke I heare a ruffingly dinn
I shall be mischefd verely if here I do staye
Ile tarrye no longer but gett my selfe in
the bickeringes a bredinge I see by my fay