Day, John · published 1608 · first performed or written 1608 [1607-1608] (Annals) comedy · Children of the King's Revels unassigned nearest T41 Household service: masters, doors and po · 488 words
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You have heard his usage Lady, seen his lodging, and if it please you, you both may and shall confer with him. Prithee call him. My Lord, your keeper hath brought a Lady or two to see you. To see me? why am I turned monster? doth he take money to show me? what doth a take a piece trow? Why how now gallant, not gone yet? Not, I thank you Lady, and yet I was near't. How do you man? Musty for want of airing. we'll have you hanged out i'the fresh air, one of these mornings. You'd be glad to take me in then. Yes, when you had hanged abroad a little: but my Lord Hortensio (for I think I must be your Lady when all's done) what sport? I would be merry a purpose to make him mad; the room's private and fit for any exercise. udsfoot to her, can a woman offer fairer for't? Why shall we go to span-counter madam? To span-counter, best ask her and she'll go to Coits. No, I love some stirring exercise, my body's conditioned like the sun; it would never be out of motion. I have't i'faith, when I was student in Padua, We used a most ingenious pastime. The name my Lord. I cannot give it a name equal to the merit. 'tis vulgarly called Blindman's buff. Blind man's buff? ha, ha, ha, Do you laugh at it? At the happiness of your wit my Lord, that you should hit upon that sport, which of all other I delight in. Will you hear an Apology I made in the commendation of it? we'll have the thing itself first; and as we like that, we'll hear your Apology after: who shall be hoodwinked first? Who but the Author? ay, ay, none shall be blind but I; help of with my gown boy. What shall we have to blind him? My scarf, take my scarf my Lord. There's a simple favour for you. And most fit, for indeed nothing blinds lovers sooner than ladies' favours, but who shall blind me. Mary that will I my Lord, let me alone to blind you. Good again; for who should blind men, but beauteous women? come sweet madam. But how if you take me? as I know that will be your aim, if I take you prisoner madam, you must either be hoodwinked yourself, or give your conqueror a kiss for your ransom. An easy ransom: i'll not be prisoner long, if a kiss will enlarge me. Lord what scambling shift has he made for a kiss and cannot get in neither; a little higher, so, so, so, are you blind my Lord? As a purblind Poet: have amongst you blind Harpers. methinks he looks for all the world like God Cupid. Take heed of his dart madam, he comes upon you, He cannot come to fast, O I am taken prisoner.
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You haue heard his vſage Lady, ſeene his lodging, and if it pleaſe you, you both may and ſhall confer with him. Prithee call him. My Lord, your keeper hath brought a Lady or two to ſee you. To ſee me? why am I turnd monſter? doth he take money to ſhew me? what doth a take a peece troe? VVhy how now gallant, not gone yet? Not, I thanke you Lady, and yet I was neer't. How do you man? Muſty for want of ayring. VVeele haue you hangd out i'the freſh ayre, one of theſe mornings. Youd be glad to take me in then. Yes, when you had hangd abroad a little: but my Lorde Hortenſio (for I think I muſt be your Lady when all's done) what ſport? I would be merry a purpoſe to make him mad; the room's priuate and fit for any exerciſe. Vdſfoot to her, can a woman offer fairer for't? VVhy ſhall we go to ſpan-counter madam? To ſpan-counter, beſt ask her and ſheele go to Coits. No, I loue ſome ſtirring exerciſe, my body's condiciond like the ſun; it would neuer be out of motion. I hau't yfaith, when I was ſtudent in Padua, VVe vſde a moſt ingenious paſtime. The name my Lord. I cannot giue it a name equall to the merit. Tis vulgarly calld Blindmans buffe. Blind mans buffe? ha, ha, ha, Do you laugh at it? At the happines of your wit my Lord, that you ſhoulde hit vpon that ſport, which of all other I delight in. VVill you heare an Apology I made in the commendation of it? Weele haue the thing it ſelfe firſt; and as we like that, weel heare your Apologie after: who ſhall be hud-winckt ſirſt? Who but the Author? I, I, none ſhall be blind but I; helpe of with my gown boy. What ſhall we haue to blind him? My ſcarfe, take my ſcarfe my Lord. There's a ſimple fauour for you. And moſt fit, for indeed nothing blinds louers ſooner then Ladies fauors, but who ſhall blind me. Mary that will I my Lord, let me alone to blind you. Good againe; for who ſhould blind men, but beautious women? come ſweet madam. But how if you take me? as I know that will be your ayme, Jf J take you priſoner madam, you muſt either bee hudwinckt your ſelfe, or giue your conqueror a kiſſe for your ranſome. An eaſie ranſome: ile not be priſoner long, if a kiſſe will enlarge me. Lord what ſcambling ſhift has he made for a kiſſe and cannot get in neither; a little higher, ſo, ſo, ſo, are you blind my Lord? As a purblind Poet: haue amongſt you blind Harpers. Me thinks he looks for all the world like God Cupid. Take heed of his dart madam, he comes vpon you, He cannot come to faſt, O I am taken priſoner.