1 The Honest Whore (1 The Converted Courtesan) (The Patient Man and the Honest Whore) · chunk 11 of 48
Dekker, Thomas / Middleton, Thomas · published 1604 · first performed or written 1604 (Annals) comedy · Prince Henry's Men unassigned nearest T6 Money, debt and credit · 484 words
Marked words are the most distinguishing words of the nearest topic T6: money, master, pound, law, lawyer, chain, gentleman, gold, pay, pray.
Well, give me leave to answer you for that, Were set here to please all customers, Their humours and their fancies:- offend none: We get by many, if we lose by one. May be his mind stood to no more than that, A penworth serves him, and 'mongst trades 'tis found, Deny a pen'orth, it may cross a pound. Oh, he that means to thrive with patient eye, Must please the devil, if he come to buy. O wondrous man, patient 'bove wrong or woe, How blessed were men, if women could be so. And to express how well my breast is pleased, And satisfied in all:- George fill a beaker. I'll drink unto that Gentleman, who lately Bestowed his money with me. God's my life, We shall have all our gains drunk out in beakers, To make amends for penniworths of lawn. Here wife, begin you to the Gentleman. I begin to him. George, fillit up again: 'twas my fault, my hand shook. How strangely this doth show? A patient man linked with a waspish shrew. A silver and gilt beaker! I have a trick to work upon that beaker, sure 'twill fret him, it cannot choose but vex him. Seig▪ Castruchio, in pity to thee, I have a conceit, will save thy 100. Ducats yet, 'twill do't, & work him to impatience. Sweet Fluello, I should be bountiful to that conceit. Well 'tis enough. Here Gentleman to you, I wish your custom, you're exceeding welcome. I pledge you Seig. Candido,- here you, that must receive a 100. Ducats. I'll pledge them deep i'faith Castruchio, signor Fluello? Come: play't off: to me, I am your last man. George, supply the cup. So, so, good honest George, Here signor Candido, all this to you. Oh you must pardon me, I use it not. Will you not pledge me then? Yes, but not that: Great love is shown in little. Blurt on your sentences,- 'sfoot you shall pledge me all. Indeed I shall not. Not pledge me? 'sblood, I'll carry away the beaker then. The beaker! Oh! that at your pleasure sir. Now by this drink I will. Pledge him, he'll do't else. So: I ha' done you right, on my thumble nail, What will you pledge me now? You know me sir, I am not of that sin. Why then farewell: I'll bear away the beaker by this light. That's as you please, 'tis very good. Nay it doth please me, & as you say, 'tis a very good one: Farewell signor Candido. Farewell Candido. You're welcome gentlemen. Heart not moved yet? I think his patience is above our wit, I told you before mistress, they were all cheaters. Why fool, why husband, why madman, I hope you will not let'em sneak away so with a silver and gilt beaker, the best in the house too: go fellows make hue and cry after them.
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Well, giue me leaue to answere you for that, Were set heere to please all customers, Their humours and their fancies: -ffend none: We get by many, if we leese by one. May be his minde stood to no more then that, A penworth serues him, and mongst trades tis found, Deny a pennorth, it may crosse a pound. Oh, he that meanes to thriue with patient eye, Must please the diuell, if he come to buy. O wondrous man, patient boue wrong or woe, How blest were men, if women could be so. And to expresse how well my brest is pleasd, And satisfied in all: -George fill a beaker. Ile drinke vnto that Gentleman, who lately Bestowed his mony with me. Gods my life, We shall haue all our gaines drunke out in beakers, To make amends for pennyworths of lawne. Here wife, begin you to the Gentleman. I begin to him. George, filt vp againe: Twas my fault, my hand shooke. How strangely this doth showe? A patient man linkt with a waspish shrowe. A siluer and gilt beaker! I haue a tricke to worke vpon that beaker, sure twil fret him, it cannot choose but vexe him. Seig▪ Castrachio, in pittie to thee, I haue a cōceit, wil saue thy 100. Duckets yet, twil doot, & work him to impatience. Swet Fluello, I should be bountiful to that conceit. Well tis enough. Hee Gentleman to you, I wish your custome, yare exceeding welcome. I pledge you Seig. Candido, -heere you, that must receiue a 100. Duccats. Ile pledge them deepe yfaith Castruchio, Signior Fluello? Come: play't off: to me, I am your last man. George, supply the cup. So, so, good honest George, Here Signior Candido, all this to you. Oh you must pardon me, I vse it not. Will you not pledge me then? Yes, but not that: Great loue is showne in little. Blurt on your sentences, -Sfoot you shall pledge mee all. Indeed I shall not. Not pledge me? Sblood, Ile cary away the beaker then. The beaker! Oh! that at your pleasure sir. Now by this drinke I will. Pledge him, heele do't else. So: I ha done you right, on my thumble naile, What will you pledge me now? You know me syr, I am not of that sin. Why then farewell: Ile beare away the beaker by this light. Thats as you please, tis very good. Nay it doth please me, & as you say, tis a very good one: Farewell Signior Candido. Farewell Candido. Y'are welcome gentlemen. Heart not mou'd yet? I thinke his patience is aboue our wit, I told you before mistresse, they were all cheaters. Why foole, why husband, why madman, I hope you will not let'em sneake away so with a siluer and gilt beaker, the best in the house too: goe fellowes make hue and cry after them.