 | The Soddered Citizen |  |
Scæna [vn]decima, et vltima,
Enter Brainsick, Miniona, Maide ffew: Clutch & Shackle,Minio:
Sirrah, this ≼petuall drinkeinge, fills thy bodie
ffull of humors, thou hadst neede purge often,
Brain:
Some once a moneth, and whats that, they yt. liue orderly, vse a good dyett,
Which is alwaies to take phisicke, marry heerein I keepe rule, I drinke
Dayly, a Iulipp of sacke, your constant drunckard is a most moist
Bedfellowe, and like yor Concerue in sirropp, a very sweete Companion,
Enter Hodge with buskins of hay,—a Letter,
Hodge.
O my younge Measter, Mister Zam, Cha skoust
Vpp, & downe, Ater ye, taley, ther's Parls
Newes Vor yee,
Brain:
To Samuell Brainsicke Esquier,
read«s»
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Tis a marls, vinger could day, nere open an man, Chill e'ne tell yee all,
Yer Vathers as dead; as a doare nayle;
he claps his hands to Ketch heate Brain: strikes him
Brain:
Hould thy hands, Ile saue thee a labour;
Minio:
I pray thee [Captaine] [sirra], Can hee bringe thee better newes; and
wilt thou beate him for it?
Brain:
Therefore I beate him, shall a Rogue be sent, wt h soe good, soe merry newes,
soe light of carriage too? & be noe more nimble,? Cry hee's a could—
Notwt hstandinge hee has a Cartloade of hay about him, wc h hee brings
vpp wt h him, to Smythfeild, to beare charges,, Ile pay you Sirrah,
hee offers t'other shifts
Hodge.
Oh don't [not] vese mee, Cham grevis aquert with beateinge, dou'[b]'t mell
O mee noe more; thy Golls don't vall., zoo zate, that they don't,
Brain:
I would haue had ye: Rogue come breathles with hast, & haue made signes only thus—
And soe haue layne downe, in a sound. for halfe an hower, to haue made ye more feeling exprecōn;
Minio.
Why sure I thinke hee speakes by signes nowe, for I vnderstand not a word he saies.,
Brain:
Sr.
Your ffathers dead, you may read heere, the effect of his sadd, merry will, I doe
(reads
bequeath vnto my Sonne Samuell—Huph &c'.
Minio:
ffriend, What more Children hadd your Masters ffather?
Hodge.
An other Boye, & twaye Girles!
Minio:
Of what age are they??
Hodge.
The Boy's zuch another tall zlim striplinge as hee,
And the Girles too, bee both att mons estate;
Minio:
Where were you borne ffriend?
Hodge
Where ich war a bore awoos, there be silkein gentlevoke too,
But their heads bent a made vpp zoo, like the Parsons tyth
Haycock with a sprigge in an, they doe weare clouse vorred
Clothes, & Partletts, to hide bare, and they haue a greate many
Poats, Theire Armes awos, bent azweld zoo, and all a—
zlaish'd to lett out the vilt, and the corruption, nor their hippes—
bent a spread zoo, till they bee marryed awoos, as they be heere.,
Minio:
I want an Interpreter,
Brain:
Come Ladie for all [yo] our Iestinge, heer's heavie newes,
Lett's goe, and purge melancholy;
Whoe would bee Iocound in dispite of sorrowe,
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Though he has all diseases, feele noe paine,
Dispatch much busines, ere it be begunne,
Lett him keepe drunke, and they are easie done;
Exeunt
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