Jonson, Ben · published 1631 · first performed or written 1616 [Oct-Nov (?)] (Annals) comedy · King's Men unassigned nearest T16 Gallantry: ladies, lordships and complim · 477 words
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engine's your Pro'uedor. But, Sir, I must (Now I have entered trust wi' you, thus far) Secure still i' your quality, acquaint you With somewhat, beyond this. The place, designed To be the Scene, for this our merry matter, Because it must have countenance of women, To draw discourse, and offer it, is here by, At the Lady Tail-bush's. I know her, Sir, And her Gentleman hutsher. Mr Ambler? Yes, Sir. Sir, It shall be no shame to me, to confess To you, that we poor Gentlemen, that want acres, Must for our needs, turn fools up, and plough Ladies Sometimes, to try what glebe they are: and this Is no unfruitful piece. She, and I now, Are on a project, for the fact, and venting Of a new kind of fucus (paint, for Ladies) To serve the kingdom: wherein she herself Hath travelled, specially, by way of service Unto her sex, and hopes to get the Monopoly, As the reward, of her invention. What is her end, in this? Merely ambition, Sir, to grow great, and court it with the secret: Though she pretend some other. For, she's dealing, Already, upon caution for the shares, And Mr. Ambler, is he named Examiner For the ingredients; and the Register Of what is vented; and shall keep the Office. Now, if she break with you, of this (as I Must make the leading thread to your acquaintance, That, how experience gotten i' your being Abroad, will help our business) think of some Pretty additions, but to keep her floating: It may be, she will offer you a part, Any strange names of— Sr, I have my ' instructions. Is it not high time to be making ready? Yes, Sir, The fool's in sight, Dotterel. Away, than. Returned so soon? Yes, here's the ring: I ha' sealed. But there's not so much gold in all the row, he says— Till it come fro' the Mint. 'Tis ta'en up for the gamesters. There's a shop-shift! plague on 'hem. He does swear it. He'll swear, and forswear too, it is his trade, You should not have left him. 'Slid, I can go back, And beaten him, yet. Not, now let him alone. I was so earnest, after the main Business, To have this ring, gone. True, and 'tis time. I have learned, Sir, sin ' you went, her Ladyship eats With the Lady Tail-bush, here, hard by. I'the lane here? Yes, if you had a servant, now of presence, Well clothed, and of an aery voluble tongue, Neither too big, or little for his mouth, That could deliver your wife's compliment; To sand along withal. I have one Sir, A very handsome, gentleman-like-fellow, That I do mean to make my Duchess Usher— I entertained him, but this morning, too: I'll call him to you. The worst of him, is his name!
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Ingine's your Pro'uedor. But, Sir, I muſt (Now I' haue entred truſt wi' you, thus farre) Secure ſtill i' your quality, acquaint you With ſomewhat, beyond this. The place, deſign'd To be the Scene, for this our mery matter, Becauſe it muſt haue countenance of women, To draw diſcourſe, and offer it, is here by, At the Lady Taile-buſhes. I know her, Sir, And her Gentleman hutſher. Mr Ambler? Yes, Sir. Sir, It ſhall be no ſhame to mee, to confeſſe To you, that wee poore Gentlemen, that want acres, Muſt for our needs, turne fooles vp, and plough Ladies Sometimes, to try what glebe they are: and this Is no vnfruitefull piece. She, and I now, Are on a proiect, for the fact, and venting Of a new kinde of fucus (paint, for Ladies) To ſerue the kingdome: wherein ſhee her ſelfe Hath trauell'd, ſpecially, by way of ſeruice Vnto her ſexe, and hopes to get the Monopoly, As the reward, of her inuention. What is her end, in this? Merely ambition, Sir, to grow great, and court it with the ſecret: Though ſhee pretend ſome other. For, ſhe's dealing, Already, vpon caution for the ſhares, And Mr. Ambler, is hee nam'd Examiner For the ingredients; and the Regiſter Of what is vented; and ſhall keepe the Office. Now, if ſhee breake with you, of this (as I Muſt make the leading thred to your acquaintance, That, how experience gotten i' your being Abroad, will helpe our buſineſſe) thinke of ſome Pretty additions, but to keepe her floting: It may be, ſhee will offer you a part, Any ſtrange names of— Sr, I haue my' inſtructions. Is it not high time to be making ready? Yes, Sir, The foole's in ſight, Dottrel. Away, then. REturn'd ſo ſoone? Yes, here's the ring: I ha' ſeal'd. But there's not ſo much gold in all the row, he ſaies— Till 't come fro' the Mint. 'Tis tane vp for the gameſters. There's a ſhop-ſhift! plague on 'hem. He do's ſweare it. He'll ſweare, and forſweare too, it is his trade, You ſhould not haue left him. S'lid, I can goe backe, And beat him, yet. No, now let him alone. I was ſo earneſt, after the maine Buſineſſe, To haue this ring, gone. True, and 'tis time. I' haue learn'd, Sir, ſin' you went, her Ladi-ſhip eats With the Lady Tail-buſh, here, hard by. I'the lane here? Yes, if you had a ſeruant, now of preſence, Well cloth'd, and of an aëry voluble tongue, Neither too bigge, or little for his mouth, That could deliuer your wiues complement; To ſend along withall. I haue one Sir, A very handſome, gentleman-like-fellow, That I doe meane to make my Dutcheſſe Vſher— I entertain'd him, but this morning, too: I'll call him to you. The worſt of him, is his name!