Englishmen for My Money, or A Woman Will Have Her Will · chunk 5 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 T41 Household service: masters, doors and po · 514 words
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Whom, Anthony our friend? Say man, how fares our Loves? How doth Mathea? Can she love Ned? how doth she like my suit? Will old Pisaro take me for his Son; For I thank God, he kindly takes our Lands, Swearing, Good Gentlemen you shall not want, Whilst old Pisaro, and his credit holds: He will be damned the rogue, before he do't? Prithee talk milder: let but thee alone, And thou in one bare hour will ask him more, Than he'll remember in a hundred years: Come from him Anthony, and say what news? The news for me is bad; and this it is: Pisaro hath discharged me of his service. Discharged thee of his service; for what cause? Nothing, but that his Daughters learn Philosophy. Maids should read, that it teacheth modesty. ay, but I left out mediocrity, And with effectual reasons, urged your loves. The fault was small, we three will to thy Master And beg thy pardon. Oh, that cannot be, He hates you far worser, than he hates me; For all the love he shows, is for your Lands, Which he hopes sure will fall into his hands: Yet Gentlemen, this comfort take of me, His Daughters to your loves affected be: Their father is abroad, they three at home, Go cheerly in, and cease that is your own: And for myself, but grace what I intend, I'll overreach the Churl, and help my Friend. Build on our helps, and but devise the means. Pisaro did command Frisco his man, (A simple sot, kept only but for mirth) To inquire about in London for a man, That were a Frenchman and Musitian, To be (as I suppose) his daughter's Tutor: Him if you meet, as like enough you shall, He will inquire of you of his affairs; Then make him answer, you three came from Paul's, And in the middle walk, one you espied, Fit for his purpose; then describe this Cloak, This Beard and Hat: for in this borrowed shape, Must I beguile and overreach the Fool: The Maids must be acquainted with this drift. The Door doth ope, I dare not stay reply, lest being descried: Gentlemen adieu, And help him now, that oft hath helped you. How now sirrah, whither are you going? Whither am I going, how shall I tell you, when I do not know myself, nor understand myself? What dost thou mean by that? Marry sir, I am seeking a Needle in a Bottle of Hay, a Monster in the likeness of a Man: one that in stead of good morrow, asketh what porridge you have to Dinner, Parley vous signior? one that never washes his fingers, but licks them clean with kisses; a clipper of the king's English: and to conclude, an eternal enemy to all good Language. What's this? what's this? Do not you smell me? Well, I perceive that wit doth not always dwell in a satin-doublet: why, 'tis a Frenchman, Bassimon cue, how do you? I thank you sir, but tell me what wouldest thou do with a Frenchman:
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Whom, Anthony our friend? Say man, how fares our Loues? How doth Mathea? Can ſhe loue Ned? how doth ſhe like my ſute? Will old Piſaro take me for his Sonne; For I thanke God, he kindly takes our Landes, Swearing, Good Gentlemen you ſhall not want, Whilſt old Piſaro, and his credite holds: He will be damn'd the Roage, before he do't? Prethy talke milder: let but thee alone, And thou in one bare hower will aske him more, Then heele remember in a hundred yeares: Come from him Anthony, and ſay what newes? The newes for me is badd; and this it is: Piſaro hath diſcharg'd me of his ſeruice. Diſcharg'd thee of his ſeruice; for what cauſe? Nothing, but that his Daughters learne Philoſophy. Maydes ſhould reade, that it teacheth modeſtie. I, but I left out mediocritie, And with effectuall reaſons, vrgd your loues. The fault was ſmall, we three will to thy Maiſter And begge thy pardon. Oh, that cannot be, Hee hates you farre worſer, then he hates me; For all the loue he ſhewes, is for your Lands, Which he hopes ſure will fall into his hands: Yet Gentlemen, this comfort take of me, His Daughters to your loues affected be: Their father is abroad, they three at home, Goe chearely in, and ceaſe that is your owne: And for my ſelfe, but grace what I intend, Ile ouerreach the Churle, and helpe my Frend. Build on our helpes, and but deuiſe the meanes. Piſaro did commaund Friſco his man, (A ſimple ſotte, kept onely but for myrth) To inquire about in London for a man, That were a French-man and Muſitian, To be (as I ſuppoſe) his Daughters Tutor: Him if you meete, as like enough you ſhall, He will inquire of you of his affayres; Then make him anſwere, you three came from Paules, And in the middle walke, one you eſpide, Fit for his purpoſe; then diſcribe this Cloake, This Beard and Hatte: for in this borrowed ſhape, Muſt I beguile and ouer-reach the Foole: The Maydes muſt be acquainted with this drift. The Doore doth ope, I dare not ſtay reply, Leaſt beeing diſcride: Gentlemen adue, And helpe him now, that oft hath helped you. How now ſirra, whither are you going? Whither am I going, how ſhall I tell you, when I doe not know my ſelfe, nor vnderſtand my ſelfe? What doſt thou meane by that? Marry ſir, I am ſeeking a Needle in a Bottle of Hay, a Monſter in the likneſſe of a Man: one that in ſtead of good morrow, asketh what Porrage you haue to Dinner, Parley vous ſigniour? one that neuer waſhes his fingers, but lickes them cleane with kiſſes; a clipper of the Kings Engliſh: and to conclude, an eternall enemie to all good Language. What's this? what's this? Doe not you ſmell me? Well, I perceiue that witte doth not always dwel in a Satten-dublet: why, tis a Frenchman, Baſsimon cue, how doe you? I thanke you ſir, but tell me what wouldeſt thou doe with a French-man: