Dekker, Thomas / Webster, John · published 1607 · first performed or written 1605 (Annals) comedy · Children of Paul's (second) unassigned nearest T41 Household service: masters, doors and po · 474 words
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Content i'faith. we shall fit one a you with a Coxcomb at Ware I believe. Peace. Is't a bargen. And hands clapped upon it. Stay, yonder's the Dolphin without Bishopsgate, where our horses are at rack and manger, and we are going past it: come cross over: and what place is this? Bedlam is't not? Where the madmen are, I never was amongst them, as you love me Gentlemen, let's see what Greeks are within. we shall stay too long. Not a whit, Ware will stay for our coming I warrant you: come a spurt and away, let's be mad once in our days: this is the door. Save you sir, may we see some a your mad-folks, do you keep 'em? Yes. Pray bestow your name sir upon us. My name is Full-moon. You well deserve this office good master Full-moon: and what madcaps have you in your house, diverse. God's so, see, see, what's he walks yonder, is he mad. That's a Musician, yes he's beside himself. A Musician, how fell he mad for God's sake? For love of an Italian Dwarf. Has he been in Italy then? Yes and speaks they say all manner of languages. God's so, look, look, what's she. The dancing Bear: a pretty well-favoured little woman. They say, but I know not, that she was a Bawd, and was frighted out of her wits by fire, May we talk with 'em master Full-moon Yes and you will; I must look about for I have unruly tenants. What have you in this paper honest friend? Is this he has all manner of languages, yet speaks none How do you Sir Andrew, will you send for some aquavit for me, I have had no drink never since the last great rain that fell. No that's a lie. Nay By gad, than you lie, for all you're Sir Andrew, I was a dapper rogue in Portingale voyage, not an inch broad at the heel, and yet thus high, I scorned I can tell you to be drunk with rain water then Sir, In those golden and silver days: I had sweet bits then Sir Andrew: how do you good brother Timothy? You have been in much trouble since that voyage. Never in Bridewell I protest, as I'm a virgin: for I could never abide that Bridewell I protest, I was once sick, and I took my water in a basket, and carried it to a doctor's. In a basket. Yes Sir: you arrant fool there was a urinal in it. I cry you mercy. The Doctor told me I was with child, how many Lords Knights, Gentlemen, Citizens, and others promised me to be godfathers to that child: 'twas not God's will: the prentices made a riot upon my glass-windows the Shrove-tuesday following and I miscarried. O do not weep.
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Content ifaith. Wee shall fitte one a you with a Cox-combe at Ware I beleeue. Peace. Ist a bargen. And hands clapt vpon it. Stay, yonders the Dolphin without Bishops-gate, where our horses are at rack and manger, and wee are going past it: come crosse ouer: and what place is this? Bedlam ist not? Where the mad-men are, I neuer was amongst them, as you loue me Gentlemen, lets see what Greekes are within. Wee shall stay too long. Not a whit, Ware will stay for our comming I warrant you: come a spurt and away, lets bee mad once in our dayes: this is the doore. Saue you sir, may we see some a your mad-folkes, doe you keepe em? Yes. Pray bestow your name sir vpon vs. My name is Full-moone. You well deserue this office good maister Full-moone: and what mad-caps haue you in your house, Diuerse. Gods so, see, see, whats hee walkes yonder, is he mad. Thats a Musition, yes hee's besides himselfe. A Musition, how fell he mad for Gods sake? For loue of an Italian Dwarfe. Has he beene in Italy then? Yes and speakes they say all manner of languages. Gods so, looke, looke, whats shee. The dancing Beare: a pitty well-fauourd little woman. They say, but I know not, that she was a Bawd, and was frighted out of her wittes by fire, May we talke with 'em maister Ful-moone Yes and you will; I must looke about for I haue vnruly tenants. What haue you in this paper honest friend? Is this he has al manner of languages, yet speakes none How doe you Sir Andrew, will you send for some quauite for me, I haue had no drinke neuer since the last great raine that fell. No thats a lye. Nay by gad, then you lie, for all y'are Sir Andrew, I was a dapper ogue in Portingall voiage, not an inch broad at the heele, and yet thus high, I scornd I can tell you to be druncke with raine water then Sir, In those golden and siluer dayes: I had sweete bitts then Sir Andrew: how doe you good brother Timothy? You haue bin in much trouble since that voiage. Neuer in bride-wel I protest, as Ime a virgin: for I could neuer abide that bride-wel I protest, I was once sicke, and I tooke my water in a basket, and cary'd it to a doctors. In a basket. Yes Sir: you arrant foole there was a vrinall in it. I cry you mercy. The Doctor told me I was with child, how many Lords Knights, Gentlemen, Cittizens, and others promist me to be god-fathers to that child: twas not Gods will: the prentises made a riot vpon my glasse-windowes the Shroue-tuesday following and I miscaried. O doe not weepe.