Englishmen for My Money, or A Woman Will Have Her Will · chunk 21 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 · 519 words
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Oh monstrous, who would think my Master had so much wit in his old rotten budget: and yet i'fath he is not much troubled with it neither. Why what wise man in a kingdom would send me for the Dutch-man? Does he think I'll not cozen him: Oh fine, I'll have the bravest sport: Oh brave, I'll have the gallantest sport: Oh come; now if I can hold behind, while I may laugh a while, I care not: Ha, ha, ha. Why how now Frisco, why laughest thou so heartily? Laugh M. Mouse: Laugh, ha, ha, ha. Laugh, why should I laugh? or why art thou so merry? Oh master Mouse, master Mouse, it would make any Mouse, Rat, Cat, or Dog, laugh to think, what sport we shall have at our house soon at night: I'll tell you, all, my young Mistresses sent me after M. Heigham and his friends, to pray them come to our house after my old Master was a-bed: Now I went, and I went; and I run, and I went: and whom should I meet, but my Master and M. Pisaro and the Strangers; so my Master very worshipfully (I must needs say) examined me whither I went now? I durst not tell him an untruth, for fear of lying, but told him plainly and honestly mine errand: Now who would think my Master had such a monstrous plaguy wit, he was as glad as could be; out of all scotch and notch glad, out of all count glad? and so sirrah he bid the three uplandish-men come in their steads and woe my young Mistresses: Now it made me so laugh to think how they will be cozened, that I could not follow my Master: But I'll follow him, I know he is gone to the Tavern in his merry humour: Now if you will keep this as secret as I have done hitherto, we shall have the bravest sport soon, as can be. I must be gone, say nothing. Well it is so: And we will have good sport, or it shall go hard; This must the Wenches know, or all is marred. Hark you Mis. Moll, Mis. Laurentia, Mis. Matt. I have such news (my Girls) will make you smile. What be they Master, how I long to hear it? A Woman right, still longing, and with child, For every thing they hear, or light upon: Well. if you be mad Wenches, hear it now, Now may your knaveries give the deadliest blow To night-walkers, eavesdroppers, or outlandish love, That ere was stristen. Anthony Mowche, Move but the matter; tell us but the jest, And if you find us slack to execute, Never give credence, or believe us more. Then know: The Strangers your Outlandish loves, Appointed by your Father, comes this night In stead of Haruie, Heigham, and young Ned, Under their shadows to get to your bed: For Frisco simply told him why he went: I need not to instruct, you can conceive, You are not Stocks nor Stones, but have some store Of wit and knavery too.
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Oh monſtrous, who would thinke my Maiſter had ſo much witte in his old rotten budget: and yet yfayth he is not much troubled with it neither. Why what wiſe man in a kingdome would ſende me for the Dutch-man? Does hee thinke Ile not couſen him: Oh fine, Ile haue the braueſt ſport: Oh braue, Ile haue the gallenteſt ſport: Oh come; now if I can hold behinde, while I may laugh a while, I care not: Ha, ha, ha. Why how now Friſco, why laugheſt thou ſo hartily? Laugh M. Mouſe: Laugh, ha, ha, ha. Laugh, why ſhould I laugh? or why art thou ſo merry? Oh maiſter Mouſe, maiſter Mouſe, it would make any Mouſe, Ratte, Catte, or Dogge, laugh to thinke, what ſport we ſhall haue at our houſe ſone at night: Ile tell you, all, my young Miſtreſſes ſent me after M. Heigham and his friendes, to pray them come to our houſe after my old Maiſter was a bed: Now I went, and I went; and I runne, and I went: and whom ſhould I meete, but my Maiſter and M. Piſaro and the Strangers; ſo my Maiſter very worſhipfully (I muſt needs ſay) examined me whither I went now? I durſt not tell him an vntruth, for feare of lying, but told him plainely and honeſtly mine arrande: Now who would thinke my Maiſter had ſuch a monſtrous plaguie witte, hee was as glad as could be; out of all ſcotch and notch glad, out of all count glad? and ſo firra he bid the three Vplandiſh-men come in their ſteades and woe my young Miſtreſſes: Now it made mee ſo laugh to thinke how they will be couſend, that I could not follow my Maiſter: But Ile follow him, I know he is gone to the Tauerne in his merry humor: Now if you will keepe this as ſecret as I haue done hitherto, wee ſhall haue the braueſt ſport ſoone, as can be. I muſt be gone, ſay nothing. Well it is ſo: And we will haue good ſport, or it ſhall go hard; This muſt the Wenches know, or all is marde. Harke you Mis. Moll, Mis. Laurentia, Mis. Matt, I haue ſuch newes (my Girles) will make you ſmile. What be they Maiſter, how I long to heare it? A Woman right, ſtill longing, and with child, For euery thing they heare, or light vpon: Well▪ if you be mad Wenches, heare it now, Now may your knaueries giue the deadlieſt blow To night-walkers, eaueſe-droppers, or outlandiſh loue, That ere was ſtriſten. Anthony Mowche, Moue but the matter; tell vs but the ieſt, And if you find vs ſlacke to execute, Neuer giue credence, or beleeue vs more. Then know: The Strangers your Outlandiſh loues, Appoynted by your Father, comes this night In ſtead of Haruie, Heigham, and young Ned, Vnder their ſhaddowes to get to your bed: For Friſco ſimply told him why he went: I need not to inſtruct, you can conceiue, You are not Stockes nor Stones, but haue ſome ſtore Of witte and knauerie too.