Englishmen for My Money, or A Woman Will Have Her Will · chunk 12 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 · 507 words
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And if you be so hot upon your dinner, Your best way is, to haste Pisaro on, For he is cold enough, and slow enough; He hath so late digested such cold news. marry and shall: Hear you master Pisaro. Many Pisaro's here: Why how now Ned; Where is your Matt. welcome, and good cheer? 'swounds, let's follow him; why stay we here? Nay prithee Ned Walg. let's bethink ourselves, There's no such haste, we may come time enough: At first Pisaro bade us come to him Twixt two or three o'clock at afternoon? Then was he old Pisaro: but since then, What with his grief for loss, and joy for finding, He quite forgot himself, when he did bid us, And afterward forgot, that he had bade us. I care not, I remember't well enough: He bade us home; and I will go, that's flat, To teach him better wit another time. here'll be a gallant jest, when we come there, To see how mazed the greedy chuff will look Upon the nations, sects, and factions, That now have borne him company to dinner: But hark you, let's not go to vex the man; Prithee sweet Ned let's tarry, do not go. Not go? indeed you may do what you please; I'll go, that's flat: nay, I am gone already, Stay you two, and consider further of it. Nay all will go, if one: I prithee stay; Thou'rt such a rash and giddy headed youth, Each Stone's a Thorn: Hoyda, he skips for haste; Young Haruie did but jest; I know he'll go. Nay, he may choose for me: But if he will, Why does he not? why stands he prating still? If you'll go, come: if not, farewell? Higher a Post-horse for him (gentle Francke) here's haste, and more haste than a hasty Pudding: You madman, madcap, wild-oats; we are for you, It boots not stay, when you intend to go. Come away then. A thousand welcomes friends: monsieur Delion, Ten thousand Ben-venues unto yourself. signor Alvaro, Master Vandal; Proud am I, that my roof contains such Friends. Why Mall, Larentia, Matth. Where be these Girls? Lively my Girls, and bid these Strangers welcome; They are my friends, your friends, and our well-willers: You cannot tell what good you may have on them. God's me, Why stir you not? Hark in your ear, These be the men the choice of many millions, That I your careful Father have provided To be your husband's: therefore bid them welcome. Nay by my troth, 'tis not the guise of maids, To give a slavering Salute to men: If these sweet youths have not the wit to do it, we have the honesty to let them stand. God's sekerlin, dats vn-fra meskin, Monsieur Delion dare de Groat freisler, dare wode ic zene, 'tis un-fra Daughter, dare heb ic so long loud, dare Heb my desire so long gewest. Ah Venice, Roma, Italia, Frauncia, Anglitera, nor all dis orb can show so much belliza, veremante de secunda, Madonade granda beauty.
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And if you be ſo hot vpon your dinner, Your beſt way is, to haſte Piſaro on, For he is cold enough, and ſlow enough; He hath ſo late digeſted ſuch cold newes. Mary and ſhall: Heare you maiſter Piſaro. Many Piſaros heere: Why how now Ned; Where is your Matt 'your welcome, and good cheare? Swounds, lets follow him; why ſtay we heere? Nay prethee Ned Walg. lets bethinke our ſelues, There's no ſuch haſte, we may come time enough: At firſt Piſaro bade vs come to him Twixt two or three a clocke at after noone? Then was he old Piſaro: but ſince then, What with his griefe for loſſe, and ioy for finding, Hee quite forgat himſelfe, when he did bid vs, And afterward forgat, that he had bade vs. I care not, I remember't well enough: Hee bade vs home; and I will goe, that's flat, To teach him better witte another time. Heer'le be a gallantieſt, when we come there, To ſee how maz'd the greedie chuffe will looke Vpon the nations, ſects, and factions, That now haue borne him company to dinner: But harke you, lets not goe to vexe the man; Prethee ſweet Ned lets tarry, doe not goe. Not goe? indeed you may doe what you pleaſe; Ile goe, that's flat: nay, I am gon alreadie, Stay you two, and conſider further of it. Nay all will goe, if one: I prethee ſtay; Thou'rt ſuch a raſh and giddie headed youth, Each Stone's a Thorne: Hoyda, he skips for haſte; Young Haruie did but ieſt; I know heele goe. Nay, he may chuſe for mee: But if he will, Why does he not? why ſtands he prating ſtill? If youle goe, come: if not, fare-well? Hier a Poaſt-horſe for him (gentle Francke) Heer's haſte, and more haſte then a haſtie Pudding: You mad-man, mad-cap, wild-oates; we are for you, It bootes not ſtay, when you intend to goe. Come away then. A thouſand welcomes friendes: Monſier Delion, Ten thouſand Ben-venues vnto your ſelfe. Signior Aluaro, Maiſter Vandalle; Proude am I, that my roofe containes ſuch Friends. Why Mall, Larentia, Matth; Where be theſe Girles? Liuely my Girles, and bid theſe Strangers welcome; They are my friends, your friends, and our wel-willers: You cannot tell what good you may haue on them. Gods mee, Why ſtirre you not? Harke in your eare, Theſe be the men the choyſe of many millions, That I your carefull Father haue prouided To be your Husbands: therefore bid them welcome. Nay by my troth, tis not the guyſe of maydes, To giue a ſlauering Salute to men: If theſe ſweete youths haue not the witte to doe it, Wee haue the honeſtie to let them ſtand. Gods ſekerlin, dats vn-fra meskin, Monſieur Delion dare de Grote freiſler, dare wode ic zene, tis vn-fra Daughter, dare heb ic ſo long loude, dare Heb my deſire ſo long geweſt. Ah Ʋenice, Roma, Italia▪ Frauncia, Anglitera, nor all dis orbe can ſhew ſo much belliza, veremante de ſecunda, Madonade granda bewtie.