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 |  |
Asto.
I thought thou hadst beene gone into thine owne
Country.
Bry.
No faat la, I cannot goe dis foure or tree dayes.
Ber.
Looke thee, yonders the shop, and that's the man
himselfe.
Fon.
Thou shalt but cheapen, and doe as we told thee, to
put a iest vpon him, to abuse his patience.
Bry.
I faat, I doubt my pate shall be knocked: but sa crees
sa me, for your shakes, I will runne to any Linnen Draper in
hell, come preddy.
Omnes.
Saue you Gallants.
Lod. and Car.
Oh, well met!
Cand.
You'll giue no more you say? I cannot take it.
Hors.
Truly Ile giue no more.
Cand.
It must not fetch it. What wud you haue, sweet
Gentlemen?
Asto.
Nay, here's the Customer.
Exeunt Bots & Horsl.
Lod.
The Garden-house you say? wee'll boult out your
roguery.
Cand.
I will but lay these parcels by—My men are all
at Custome-house vnloding Wares, if Cambricke you wud
deale in, there's the best, all Millan cannot sample it.
Lod.
Doe you heare? 1. 2. 3. S'foot, there came in 4.
Gallants, sure your wife is slipt vp, and the 4t
h. man I hold
my life, is grafting your Warden tree.
Cand.
Ha, ha, ha: you Gentlemen are full of Iest.
If she be vp, she's gone some wares to show,
I haue aboue as good wares as below.
Lod.
Haue you so? nay then—
Cand.
Now Gentlemen, is't Cambricks?
Bry.
I predee now let me haue de best wares.
What's that he saies, pray 'Gentlemen?
Lod.
Mary he saies we are like to haue the best wares.
Cand.
The best wares? all are bad, yet wares doe good,
And like to Surgeons, let sicke Kingdomes blood.
Bry.
Faat a Deuill pratest tow so, a pox on dee, I preddee
let me see some Hollen, to make Linnen shirts, for feare my
body be lowsie.
Cand.
Indeed I vnderstand no word he speakes.
Car.
Mary, he saies, that at the siege in Holland there was
much bawdry vsed among the Souldiers, tho they were
lowsie.
Cand.
It may be so, that's likely, true indeed,
In euery garden, sir, does grow that weed.
Bry.
Pox on de gardens, and de weedes, and de fooles
cap dere, and de cloutes; heare? doest make a Hobby-horse
of me.
Omnes.
Oh fie, he has torne de Cambricke.
Cand.
'Tis no matter.
Asto.
It frets me to the soule.
Cand.
So doest not me.
My Customers doe oft for remnants call,
These are two remnants now, no losse at all.
But let me tell you, were my Seruants here,
It would ha cost more.—Thanke you Gentlemen,
I vse you well, pray know my shop agen.
Exit.
Omnes.
Ha, ha, ha; come, come, let's goe, let's goe.
Exeunt.
| The second part of the honest whore, with the hvmors of the Patient Man, the Impatient Wife | |