Englishmen for My Money, or A Woman Will Have Her Will · chunk 2 of 43
Haughton, William · published 1616 · first performed or written 1598 [Feb 18-May 9, payment] (Annals) comedy · Admiral's (Nottingham's) Men unassigned nearest T19 Virtue, Fortune and Vice as abstractions · 539 words
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No Gentlewomen, Anthony hath learned To read a Lector of more pleasing worth. Marina, read these lines, young Haruie sent them, There every line repugns Philosophy: Then love him, for he hates the thing thou hates. Laurentia, this is thine from Ferdinand: Think every golden circle that thou seest, The rich unvalued circle of his worth. Mathea, with these Gloves thy Ned salutes thee; As often as these, hide these from the Sun, And Wanton steals a kiss from thy fair hand, Presents his serviceable true heart's zeal, Which waits upon the censure of thy doom: What though their Lands be mortgaged to your Father; Yet may your Dowries redeem that debt: Think they are Gentlemen, and think they love; And be that thought, their true loves advocate. Say you should wed for Wealth; for to that scope Your Father's greedy disposition tends, The world would say, that you were had for Wealth, And so fair Beauties honour quite distinct: A mass of Wealth being powered upon another, Little augments the show, although the sum; But being lightly scattered by itself, It doubles what it seemed, although but one: Even so yourselves, for wedded to the Rich, His style was as it was, a Rich man still: But wedding these, to wed true Love, is duty: You make them rich in Wealth, but more in Beauty: I need not plead that smile, that smile shows hearts consent, That kiss showed love, that on that gift was lent: And last thine Eyes, that tears of true joy sends, As comfortable tidings for my friends. Have done, have done; what needest thou more procure, When long ere this I stooped to that fair lure: Thy ever loving Haruie I delight it: Marina ever loving shall requite it young. Teach us Philosophy? I'll be no Nun; Age scorns Delight, I love it being: There's not a word of this, not a word's part, But shall be stamped, sealed, printed on my heart; On this I'll read, on this my senses ply: All Arts being vain, but this Philosophy. Why was I made a Maid, but for a Man? And why Laurentia, but for Ferdinand? The chastest Soul these Angels could entice? Much more himself, an Angel of more price: were't thyself present, as my heart could wish, Such usage thou shouldst have, as I give this. Then you would kiss him? If I did, how then? Nay I say nothing to it, but Amen. The clerk must have his fees, I'll pay you them. Good God, how abject is this single life, I'll not abide it; Father, Friends, nor Kin, Shall once dissuade me from affecting: A man's a man; and Ned is more than one: i faith I'll have thee Ned, or I'll have none; Do what they can, chafe, chide, or storm their fill, Mathea is resolved to have her will. I can no longer hold my patience. Impudent villainy, and lascivious Girls, I have o'erheard your vild conversions: You scorn Philosophy: You'll be no Nun, You must needs kiss the Purse, because he sent it. And you forsooth, you flurgill, minion, A brat scant folded in the dozens at most, You'll have your will forsooth; What will you have?
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No Gentlewomen, Anthony hath learn'd To read a Lector of more pleaſing worth. Marina, read theſe lines, young Haruie ſent them, There euery line repugnes Philoſophy: Then loue him, for he hates the thing thou hates. Laurentia, this is thine from Ferdinande: Thinke euery golden circle that thou ſee'ſt, The rich vnualued circle of his worthe. Mathea, with theſe Gloues thy Ned ſalutes thee; As often as theſe, hide theſe from the Sunne, And Wanton ſteales a kiſſe from thy faire hand, Preſents his ſeruiceable true harts zeale, Which waites vpon the cenſure of thy doome: What though their Lands be morgag'd to your Father; Yet may your Dowries redeeme that debt: Thinke they are Gentlemen, and thinke they loue; And be that thought, their true loues aduocate. Say you ſhould wed for Wealth; for to that ſcope Your Fathers greedy diſpoſition tendes, The world would ſay, that you were had for Wealth, And ſo faire Beawties honour quite diſtinct: A maſſe of Wealth being powrde vpon another, Little augments the ſhew, although the ſumme; But beeing lightly ſcattred by it ſelfe, It doubles what it ſeem'd, although but one: Euen ſo your ſelues, for wedded to the Rich, His ſtile was as it was, a Rich man ſtill: But wedding theſe, to wed true Loue, is dutie: You make them rich in Wealth, but more in Beawtie: I need not plead that ſmile, that ſmile ſhewes hearts conſent, That kiſſe ſhew'd loue, that on that gift was lent: And laſt thine Eyes, that teares of true ioy ſendes, As comfortable tidings for my friends. Haue done, haue done; what need'ſt thou more procure, When long ere this I ſtoop'd to that faire lure: Thy euer louing Haruie I delight it: Marina euer louing ſhall requite it young. Teach vs Philoſphy? Ile be no Nunne; Age ſcornes Delight, I loue it being: There's not a word of this, not a words part, But ſhall be ſtamp'd, ſeal'd, printed on my heart; On this Ile read, on this my ſenſes ply: All Arts being vaine, but this Philoſophy. Why was I made a Mayde, but for a Man? And why Laurentia, but for Ferdinand? The chaſteſt Soule theſe Angels could intice? Much more himſelfe, an Angell of more price: were't thy ſelfe preſent, as my heart could wiſh, Such vſage thou ſhouldſt haue, as I giue this. Then you would kiſſe him? If I did, how then? Nay I ſay nothing to it, but Amen. The Clarke muſt haue his fees, Ile pay you them. Good God, how abiect is this ſingle life, Ile not abide it; Father, Friends, nor Kin, Shall once diſſwade me from affecting: A man's a man; and Ned is more then one: Y fayth Ile haue thee Ned, or Ile haue none; Doe what they can, chafe, chide, or ſtorme their fill, Mathea is reſolu'd to haue her will. I can no longer hold my patience. Impudent villanie, and laciuious Girles, I haue ore-heard your vild conuerſions: You ſcorne Philoſophy: You'le be no Nunne, You muſt needes kiſſe the Purſſe, becauſe he ſent it. And you forſooth, you flurgill, minion, A brat ſcant folded in the dozens at moſt, Youle haue your will forſooth; What will you haue?