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Enter at oxe drore Beraldo, Carolo, Fontinell, Aſtolfo, with Seruingmen, or Pages attending on thems; at another doare enter Lodouico, meeting them. == Ood day,Gallants. AN ſi' )ctv Ommes, Good morrow,ſwcctct- E| Lodonico. %. Lodo. How doeſt rhou Carols. | Carolo. Faith,as Phyſicions doe 2 ina Plague,ſce the World ficke, and am well my ſclfe. Foutmell, Here's aſweet morning,Gentlemen. Lod. Oh;a morning to tempt Tone fro his Ningle Ganimed, which is but to giue Dary Wenches gTCcne gOWnes -AS af Y jſi they are goinga milking ; what,is thy Lord ſtirring yet? $ HAſtolfo. Yes; hewillnotbe horſtthis konre,ſare. - Bercaldo, My Lady fweares he ſhall, for ſhelongs to bee S at Court. C: \ Garolo. Oh, wee ſhall ride ſwitch and ſpurre, would we werethere once. AT—= | Enter TA HS R ve Honert Where-. Enter Bryan the Footemane \ " Lod. How tow, is thy Lord ready? : Bryan, No ſocrees ſa mee, my Lady will hane ſome little Tyng 1n her,pelly firſt. . / Cars. Oh, then they'le to breakefaſt. ; - Lod. Footman, does.my Lord ride y*th Coach with my Lady, or on horſebacke? : Bry. No tootla, my Tady will haue me Lord ſheet wid her,my Lord will ſheetin de one fide, and my Lady ſheer in detoder {ide, ' Excunt. Loa: My Lady ſheet inde toder fide; didyou euer here a Raicalltalke fo like a Pagan ? Is't not ſtrange that a fcllow of his ſtarre, ſhonld bee ſeene here fo long 11 Italy, yer ſpeake ſo from a Chriſtian ? ; Enter Anthonio, Georgio, 4 poore Scholler. eAftol, An Iriſhman in Traly!chat ſo ftrange! why, the na- tion hane running heads. ExchangeWalhe. Lod. Nay Carolo, this is more. ftrange, I ha. bin in Frazce, theres few of them : Mary, Enoland they count a warme chimny corner, and there they ſwarmelike Cricketsts the creuice of a Brew-houſe ; bur Sir, in England I haue noted one thing, Omnnes. What's that, what's that of Englard? Log. Mary this Sir, what's he yonder? Bert. Apoore fellow would ſpeake with my Lord. Lod. In England, Sir, troth I cuer laugh when T thinke on't:to ſce a whole Nation ſhould be- mark't ith forehead, as 4 man.may fay, with'one Iron-; why-Sir, there all Coſter. mongers are Iriſhmen, Caro. Oh,that's to ſhow, their Antiquity,/as comming from Exe, who wasan Apple-wite, and they take after the Mother. | : . 47 - Omnes. Good, good, ha, ha. Lod. Why then, ſhould all your Chimny-ſweepers like- WU be Iriſhmen? anſiyer thatnow,come, your wit, Carols, qAe E{,_ſſſſ_ſſ 4 10th F UC- S C H IN —A C A A A A A R "The Honeſtwhores, Care.- Faith, that's foone anſwered, for S. Patricke you : know' keepes Pargatory , hee makes the fire , and his n, * Country-men could doc nothing, if they cannot {weepethe - _Chimnies. | Cmnes. Good agen. Loa. Then,Sir, hane you many of thqn (like this fellow} (cſpecially thoſe of bis haire)Footmen to Noblemen and 0- # thers, and the Knaues are very faithfullwhere they loue, by ſſ my faith very. proper men many ofthem, and as actine as the clondes, whirre, hah. Ornes. Arethey fo? L24. Andſtout texceeding ſtout ; Why, I warrant, this prectous wild Villaine, if hee were put to't, would fight more deſperately then ſixteene Dunkerkes. _ Affo, The women they lay are very faire; L:d, No,no, our Country Bona Robaes,ohl! are'the ſt1- oreft delicious Rogues. Lſ79. Oh,looke, he-has a feelingof them. | ZLod. Not I, I proteſt, there's a faying when- they com h mend Nations: It goes, the iriſhman for. his hand, Welſh- ; man fora leg, the Engliſhman for a face, the Dutchman for | beard. - , _ Fron. Ifaith, they may make ſwabbers of them, Lod. The Spaniard,let me ſce, foralittle foot(I take it)the Frenchman,whart-a-pox hath he?and ſo of the reſt. - Aretheyatbreakfaſt yet? come walke. £8. This Lodonice,1s a notable tounged fellow. Fron. Diſcourſes well. Bere, And a very honelt Gentleman. Afto. Ohlhee's well valued by my-Lord. Enter Bcllafront with a Petitiens } Fron. How now, how now, what's the 2 * Bert. Let's make towards her. | Bella. Will it be long, fir,ere my Lord come forth? AF. Would you ſpeake with my Lord ? | Led, How now, what's this, a Nurſes Bill ? hath any here. A3 got P TN NIES : The Honeft whore_, got thee with child, and now willnot keepe it? Bella, Noſir, my buſinefle is vnto my Lord. Led. Hee's abont his owne wife now, heele hardly dif- patch two cauſes ina morning. ' Ho. No matter what he ſaics,faire Lady, hee's aKnight, - there's no ho{d to be takenat his words. Fre. My Lord will paſſe this way preſently, Bert. A pretty plumpe Rogue, Aſt. A'good luity bouncing baggage. Bert, Doe you know her ? = Lod. Apoxon her, I was ſure hernamewas in my Table. booke once, I know not of what cut her dye is now,but ſhe has beene more common then Tobacco: this 1s ſhe that had the name of the Honeſt Whore. Omnes. Is this ſhe? Lod.This is the Blackamore that by waſhing was turned white: this isthe Birding Peece new ſcowred: this is thee that (ifany of her religion can be {aued) was faned by my Lord Hipolito. > Afto. She has becne a goodly creature. Lod. She has bin!that's the Epitaph ofall Whores, I'm well acquainted with the poore Gentleman her Husband, Lord1iyhat fortanes that man has ouerreached ?She knowes net me, yet Thanve beene in her company,Iicarce know her, for the beauty of her cheeke hath (like the Moone)1uffred ſtrange Eclipſes ſince I beheld it: but women are like Med- lars (no ſooner ripe but rotten.) - A woman laſt was made, but is ſpent firſt, Yet man is oft proned,in performance worſt, Omwnes, My Lordis come. Enter Hypolito, Infzliche,and two waiting women. Hip. We ha wafted halfethis morning: morrow Lodetico.” Logd. Morrow Madam« ; Hip, Let's away to Horſe. Omnes. I, 1 to Horte, to Horſe. | Bela. 1 doe beſecch your Lord{hip, let your eye read o're this wretched Papers. The Honeſt whore 5, ' Hjp.I'm in haſt,pray the good woini take ſomeapter timE. - Infe. Good Woinan doe. ' Bel. Oh las{it does concerne a poore mans life, Uia Hip. Litcl fweet heart?Sear your ielfe, I'e but read this W. and come« | | Led. W tat ſtockings have you put on this morning,Ma- ; dam? ifthey be not yellow, change them ; that paper 184 Letter fromſome Wenchto your Husband. at dly dſict. < {aſs_ Ohfir, that cannot make me icalous. Exentte \ Hy. Ycur buſines,fir,to mc? ) Iak Ant. Yes mygood Lord- : 0 Hip. Preſently fir ; are you Matheos wife, lathy . Bela. That moſt vnfortunate woman. Hep.'m ſorry thele ſtorm..s are falle on him,Tlone Mathes. And any good ſhall doe him, hee and T tarne Haue ſ{caled two bonds of friendthip, whichare ſtrong . \ he In me, how euer Fortune does him wrong; 07 of He ſpeakes here hee's condemned, 1s'tto ? Bel. Too true. - Hy. What was he-whom he killed? Oh, his name's here; m oId lecomo, fonne to the Florentine lacome, a dog, that to and mect profit, wouldto the very eyclids wade in blood of his nes owne children. Tell Mathes, the Dake my father hardly 'her ſhall deny his figned pardon, 'twas faire fight, yes if rumors ed - tongue goe true, ſo writes he here. M To morrow morning ] returne from Court, Pray be you here thens Ile haue done fir ſtraight : Bur in troth ſay, are you athaos wite ? You haue forgot me. . Bel. No,my. Lord- __ Hep. Your Turner, . - - — _ in Thar made you ſmoorh to run ancuen byas, - You know Iloucd you when your very ſoule Was full ofdiſcard: art not a good wench {till ? . Bel.V mpb,whe 1 had loſt my way to heauen, you ſhewedit: j , I wasnew bornethat day, Exter Lodouico. Led. $'foot,my Lord,your Lady askes if you haue nor left | your " TheHoneſtmhores. your Wench yet done : come,co packing,come. #Hhp. Rideſoftly on before, Ile oretake you. . Lea. Yonr Lady fiyeares ſhe'll haue no ziding on before, without ye. P Hip. Prethee good Lodogice: Zod. My Lord pray haſten. #ip.- I come: to morrow let me ſee you, fare you well: ' commend meto Mathes: Pray one word more : Does not your fatherline about the Court > - Be!. Ithinke he does, but ſich rude {pots of ſhame Stick on my cheeke, that he ſcarce knowes my name. Hip. Orlands Fr!ſt'ctbd[da, Ist not ? x Bil. Yes my Lord. Fimn. What doeshe for You 2 - Be{. All he ſhould: when Children . From duty ſtart; Parents from He nothing does : for noth; Hy.- Shall Tioyne hi to wonted grace ? Bel. Ttis1mpoſſible. ExitBellaF Hip. Itſhall be pur to tryall : fare you well-: The face I would not looke on 1 {nre then *twas rare, When in deſpight ofgricfe, *tis ftill thus faire, Now, fir, your baſinefſe with me. , eAnt. 1 am bold to expreſſe my loue and duty to yonr Lordſhip in theſe feyy leaues, Hyip. A Booke! Ant, Yes my go00d Lord . Hip, Are youa Scholler > Ant. Yes,my. Lord, a poore one, _ Tp. Sir, you honor me. Kings may be Schollers Patrons, but fairh tell me, To how many hands befides hath this bird flowne, How many partners ſhare with me Ls \ 4».Not onc introth,not one; your natmeTheld moregeare, ? When you get in once, you neuer hane me, COME, pay. your old ſcore, and fend her ct.... CT : A A : {N R T _ loue may ſiwarne. ng T deferne. M Vnto you;and reſtore you ON hen. 1 " P—Eufſſi &5 d hy ellaf ed ln The Honefl Whore_, I'm not(my Lord)of that low CharaRer, Hip. Your name Ipray? Ant, A ntoxio Geor gies Hip, Of illan ? Ant, Yes my Lord. Hip. Ile borrow leaue : - Toread you o're, and then we'll talke : tillthen Drinke vp this gold, good wits ſhould loue good wane,. This of your lones, the carneſt that of mine. How now, fir, where's your Lady, not gone yet ? | Enter Bryat, : Bryan, I fart di Lady is runne away from dee, a mighty deale of ground, ſhe ſent me backe for dine owne {weet face, Ipray dee come my Lordaway, wut tow goe now ? Hip. Is the Coach gone? Saddle my Horſe the {orrell. - Brjan. Apox a de Horſes noſe, he is a lowſy raſcally fellow, whenlI cameto gird his belly, his ſcuruy guts rum- bled,di Horſe farted in my face, and dow knowelt, anIriſh- man cannot abide a fart, but I haue faddled deHobby-horſe, di fine Hobby is ready, I pray dee my good ſweet Lord,wit tow goenow, andI will runne to de Deuill before dee? Hip. Well, fir, I pray lets ſce you Maſter Scholler. - Bry.Come Ipray dee,wut come ſweet face?Goe. Exennts _ Emter Lodouico,Carolo, Aſtolpho,Bercaldoe ; Lod. Gods fo,Gentlemen,what doe we forget ? Omnes, What? - | Led. Arenot weall enioyned as this day, Thurſday is't nor? I as that day to be at the Linnen-drapers houſe at dins ner? - - : Car, Signior (andido, the patient man. : Afte. Afore Tone, true, vpon this day hee's married, Bere. I wonder, thar being ſo ftung with a Walpe be- fore, he darcs venture againe to come about the eaues a= mongft Bees: . Led. Oh'tis rare ſucking a ſiveet Hony-combe ; pray Heauen his old wife be buricd deepe enough, that ſhe rlſi B no —A ——————— P ; The Honefl whore_, \ notvptocall for her daunce, the poore Fidlers Tnſtruments would cracke for it, ſhee'd tickle them: at any hand letstry what mettle is in his new Bride, if there be none, we'll pat in ſome ;troth it's a very noble Citizen, I pitty he ſhould marry againe, Ile walke along, for itiSa good old fellow. Caro. 1 warrant,the Wiues of Afillas would gine any fellow twenty thouſand Duckets, that could but hane the face to beg of the Duke, that all the Citizens in Mlar might be bound' to the peace of patience, as the Linnen- draper iss. h ; _ Zod. Ohfy ypon't, 'twould vndoeall vs that are Courti= £rs, We ſhould haue no whoe withthe wenches then« ' Enter Hipollito, Omnes. My Lord's come, Hip. Hownow, whatanewes : Omzes. None. Led, Your Lady is withthe Dake her Father, Hip.. And well tothem both preſently, whoe's that?” : Ezxter OrlaudoFriſcobaldo.. Omnes. Signior Friſcabalde. Hip. Friſcabalds, oh \ pray call him, and leaue me, wee two haue bufineſſe, : Car. Ho Signior ! Signior Friſcabalds.. The Lord Hipollito, — Evcunt. Orla. My Noble Lord: my Lord Hipolito.! the Dukes Sonne ! his branue Daughters brane Husband 1 how does - your honord Lordſhip |{ does your Nobility remember {6 poore a Gentleman as Siguior Orlando Friſeabalds | old mad Orlando ! : _ Heip.Oh fir,our frieds|theyought to bevnto vs as 6ur Tew- els, as dearcly valued, being locked vp, 8 vnſcene, as when we weare them in our hands, I ſee, Friſeaba/do,age hath not_ command of your blood, for all Times ſickle has gone ouce you, you are Orlando till. | : Orl. Why my Lotd, are not the ficlds mowen-and cut _ downe, —AN ]d ſ(*[s Uſſf S WCſiH Pu: * (hoyl Koy, g*ſſ.ſi*e ay K n M eln eCo \N ut, Kes pey- xd N e ECCCCC The Howeſt whones, doyne, and ſtript bare, and yet weare they not pide coates againe? tho my head be likea Lecke, white:: may notmy heart be likethe blade,greene ? | | Hy. Scarcecan I read the Stories on your brow, ' Which age hath writ there,you looke youthfull {till, - Orla. Icate Snakes, my Lord, I eate Snakes. | My heart ſhall neuer hauea wrinkle in it,ſolongas Ican cry Hem with a cleare voice. Hip. You are the happier man,fir. . - Orla. Happy man! Ile gine you(my Lord)the trne picture of a happy man ; Twas turning-leaues ouer this moming, and found it, an excellent Italian Painter drew it, If I haue itin the right colours, Ile beſtow it on your Lordthip. Hip. Iitay. for it. - | Orla. He that makes gold his wife,but not hts whore, He that at noone-day walkes by a priſon doore, He that*ith Sunne 1s neither beame nor moate, He that's not mad after a Petticoate, He for whom pooremens curſes dig no grane, He that is neither Lords nor Lawyers {laue, He that makes This his Sea,and That his Shore, He that in's Coffin is richer then before, He that counts Youth his Sword,and Age his Staffe, He whoſc right hand carnes his owne Epitaph, He that vpon his death-bead is a Swan, And Dead,no Crow,he is a happy man-- : Hip. It's very well, I thanke you for this Picure, Orla, Afffter this Pi ure (my Lord) doe I ftriue to haue my face drawne : ForTI amnot conetous, Am not in debr, , Sit neither at the Dakes ſide, Nor hie at his feete. Wenching and Thaue done,no man I wrong, No man I feare, no man Tfee ; , I'take heed how farre I walke, becanſe I;know yonders mF home- Bz IN EOS | The Honeft whore. T would not dielike a rich man, to carry nothing away ſaue a winding ſheete : But like a good man;to leane Orlando behind me. ; Ifowedleauesinmy Youth, and I reape now Bookes in D TEI— my Age. Ifill gſſhisghand, and empty this, and whenthe bell ſhall toll for me,if] proue a Swan,& go ſinging to my neſt, why ſo? Ifa Crow!throw me out for carrion,& pick out mine eyes, May not old Friſcabaldo(my Lord)be merry now !ha? | Hip. You may,would I were partner in your mirthe ' Orla. I haue alittle, Haueall things ; — ' T hauenothing ; I hane no wife, T haue no child, have ne chick,and why ſhould not I be in my Iocundare? Hip. Is your wife then departed ? | Orla. She's an old dyweller in thoſe high Countries, Yet not from me, . | Here, the's here: but before mewhen aKnaneand a Queane are married, they commonly walke like Sericantstogether: but a good couple are ſeldome parted. Hip. You had a Daughter too fir, had you not? Or/a. Oh my Lord Ithis old Tree had one Branch, (and but one Branch growing out of it) It was young, it was faire, it was ftraight; Iprumdeit daily, drelt it carefully,' kept it from the winde, help'd it to the Sunne, yet forall my $kill in planting, it grew crooked, it bore Crabs; 1 hewed it downe, ; What's become of it, Ineither know,nor care, Hip. Then canT tell you whats become of it : That Branch is witherd, * Orl. So'twaslong agoe. Hyp. Her nameIthinke was Bellafront; ſhe's dead. Orlavdo. Ha ? dead? Hip. Yes,what of her was left,not worth the keepins, Euen in my ſight was throwne intoa Graue. Orl. Dead! iny laſt and beſt peace goe with her, I ſee deaths a good trencherman,he can eat courſe homel y meat, | A$ M Bookesi l all Mn Mite ih : !hap urh, ' hctctflf y Ies The Honeft Whor &,. as wellas the daintieſt. ; Hip. Why, Friſcabalds, was ſhe homely ? Orla. O my Lordl a Strumpetis one of the Deuils Vines ; all the {innes like ſo many Poles are Kncke vpright out of hell, to be her props, that ſhe may ſpread vpon them. And when the's ripe, cuery Slaue has a pull at her, then muſt ſhe be preſt. The yong beautifull Grape ſets'the teeth of Luſt onedge,yet totaſte that lickriſh Wine, is todrinke a mans owne dainnation. Is ſhe dead? Hip. Shee's turned to carth. Orla. Wod ſhe were turn'd to heauen; Vinh, is ſhe dead! Iam glad the world has loſt one of his Idols; no W hore- «monger will at midnight beat at the doores ; In her graue {leepeall my ſhame, and her owne; and all my forrowes, and all her {innes. Hip. I'm glad you are wax, not marble; you are made - Of mans beit temper, there are now good hopes That all theſe heapes of Ice about your heart, By which a fathers loue was frozen vp, - -. Are thawedin theſe ſweet ſhowres fetchtfrom youreyes, We arene'r like Angels till our paſſion dyes, | She is not dead, but liues ynder worſe fate, I thinke ſhe's poore, and more to clip her wings, Her Husband at this houre lies in the Iayle, For killing of a man, to ſaue his blood, | : Toyne all your force with mine : mine thall be ſhowne, The getting of his life preſerues your owne. Orla. In my daughter you will ſay1 does ſhe line then? - Tamſorry I waſted teares vpon a Harlot, butthe beſt is I haue a handkercher to drinke them vp, ſope can waſh them all out agen. : Is ſhe poore ? Hip. Truſt me; I thinke ſhe is. Orla. Then ſhe's a right Strumpet; T ne T knewany of their trade rich two- yeeres together ;. Sines can hold no - _ : | 3 water, R N b The Honeft Whoregs water,nor Harlots hoord vp money; they haue many vents; too many ſluces tolet .it out; Tauernes, Taylors, Bawds, Panders, Fidlers, Swaggerers, Fooles and Knaues, doe all walte vponacommon Harlots trencher : ſhe is the Gally- pot to which theſe Drones fye-: not for loue to the pot, but forthe ſweet ſucket within it, hermoney, her moneye Hip. Talmoſt dare pawne my word, her boſome giues warmth to no ſach Snakes ; when did youſecher ? Or1e, Not ſeuentecne Surmmerss Hip. Is your hate ſo.old ? - - Orle. Older; it has a white head, and ſhall nener dyerid the be buried, — _ Herwrongs ſhall be my bedfellow. : | Hip,W orke yet his life, fince in it liues her fame, Or/a. No, let him hang, and halfe her infamy departs one of the world : Thate him for her ; he taught her firit to taſte poyſon; I hate her for her 1elfe, becauſe ſhe refiiſed my Phyſicke. | < Hip. Nay but Friſcabalds. | Orl. Ideteſt her, Idefie both,ſhes notmine,ſhe's. Hip. Heare her but ſpeake. Orl. Tlone no Maremaides, Ile not be caught with a quaill pipe» '* , - Hip. Yeare now beyondall reaſon. _ Orl. Iamthena Beaſt,Sir, I had rather bea beaſt, and nor diſhonormy creation,then be adoting father, & like Time, be the deftruQion of mine owne broode. Hip. Is't dotage to relieue your child being poore ? Orl, Is't fit for an old manto keepe awhore ? Hip. *Tis charity too. Or/. "Tis foolery ; releeue her ! Were her cold limbes ftrctcht out vpona Beere, I wonld not ſell this durt vnder my nailes To buy her an houres breath, nor giue this haire, Vnleſle it were to choke her. Hpp. Fareyou well, forIle trouble younomore. Frir. Ori. And fare you well fir, goe thy waics, we hauf ſictſicſſlv : ſſ Oras B9 ” - l INNNN Oſſ: BZ'\T' Wes i the ( th. ſſſi » Porliſſ ſſl)ſifv. p 0 &r? ; Kier( ' }P » ſiſiPZ.ſſ.,\,'-.' :rvſſ{-ſſſſ,,'_ Iittoty x riakda ſſ Quay ndat Tin D R em CN P ETAAn : The H Mtfi WM#JZ, Lordsof thy making, that lone wenches for their honelty 3 Las my Girle 1 art.thou poore ? pouerty dwells next doore to deſpaire, there's but a wall berweene them; deſpaire 15 one of hells Catch-poles ; and leſt that Deuill arzeſt her, Ue to her, yet ſhe ſhall not know me ; ſhe ſhall drinke ofmy -wealth, as beggers doc of running water, freely, yet nener know from what Fountaines head it flowes. Shall a filly bird picke her owne breſt to nouriſh her yorg ones, and. cana father ſce his child-ſtarae?That were hard; The Pelt- can does it, and ſhall not T. Yes, I will vicuall the Campe for her, but it ſhall be by. ſome ſtratagem; that knane there her husband will be hanged T feare, Ne keepe his necke ot of the noozeif I can;he ſhall not know how. Evter two Serning-mene. Orl. How now knanes, whither wander you ” x.. To ſceeke your Worthip. Orl. Stay, which. of you has my purſe, what money haue you aboutyou ® s | 2+ Some fifteene or ſixteene pounds, fir. - - Orl.Gine it me,] thinke I haue ſome gold about me;. yes, ir's well; leane my Lodging at Court, and. get you home- Come fir, tho I neuerturned any manour of doores, yet Ilc be ſo bold as to pull your Coate oner your caress | 1. What doe you meaneto doe fir ?. * Orl. Hold thy tongue knane,takethon my- Cloake,T hope L play not the paltry Merchant in this bartring - bid the. Steward of my houle, fleepe with open eyes in my ab{ence, and to looke to all things, whatſocuerI command by Letters to be done by you, {ee 1t done. So,does it fit well 2. ' 2. Asifit weremade for your Worſhip. Orl. You proud Yarlets, you need not bee aſhameq to- weare blue,when your Maſter isone of your fellowes;away,. doe not ſee me. Beth. This1s excellent. ,. | - Exeunt.: Qr!, Lſhould put on a worſe ſuiteroo; perhaps Iwill My - A e- OS T EEer CAPDAAEN The Honeft hore, | My Vizard is 0n,now to this maske, Say T ſhould ſhane off ipoylea goodface for once, My beard being off, how ſhould Ilooke? cuenlike . A Winter Cuckoo, or vnfeatherd Owle; _ Yet better loſe this haire,thenloſe her ſoule, Ext. - Enter Candido,Lodouico,aud Carolo. Lodouico ethey __ * Gweſts,and Bride wach Premtiſes. . Cend. O Ge fit downe. Lod. GCarolo,did'ſt ereſee ſach a neſt of Caps? Afto, Me thinkes It's a moft ciuilland moſt comely fight. Led. W hat does he'ith middle lookelike? : LAfto, Troth like a Pire ſteeple in a Country Village oucrpeering ſo many thatcht houſes, : : ſſ Led. Tr's rather along pike fiaffe againſt-ſo many buck- lers withour pikes; they ſit for all the world like a paire of Organs, and hee's the tall great roaring Spipe ith middeft. eAfo. Ha, ha, ha, ha. Cand, What's that youlaugh at, Syniors ? Zed. Troth ſhall I tell you, and aloude Tletell it, We laughtoſee (yer Iau%h We not in ſcorne) Amongit ſo many Capst Lodoe. Mine is as tall a felt as any therefore Tloue it, for the block and fits me toa haire. | Card. Indecd you are good obſeruers, it ſhewes {trange, But Gentlemen,T pray neither contemne, Nor yet deride a ciuill ornattient ; | T could build ſo much in the round Caps praiſe, That loue this hyeroofe, Ithis flat would raiſe. Zod. Prethee veet Bridegrome doo'. Carxd. So all theſe gueſts will pardonme, Ile doo't. Omne. With all our hearts, l ntlemen, ſo late, yare very welcome, pray - this Honor of an old man,or tye it vp ſhorter ; Well, I will _ N N eC COCOCCCCCCCTTTS The Homeſt whore.s. . » - Oay, Caxnd. Thus then inthe Caps honor, : Wedll;- *TocuerySex and itate, both Nature, Time, j Ovly — The Countries lawes, yea and the very Clime H Doe allot diftin& habits,the ſpruce Courtier | Tets vpand downe infilke : the Warricr { Marchesin buffe, the Clowne plods on 1n gray : l " But for theſe vpper garments thus I ſay, : 0 The Sea-man has his Cap, par'd without brim, i - .TheGallants head is fearherd, that fits him ; | The Soldier has his Murren, wotnen ha Tires; 6 Beaſts haue their head-peeces,and men ha thcirs. 2 Led. Proceed. - _ Cand., Eachdegree has his faſhion, it's fit theny _ One ſhould be laid by for the Citizen, And thar's the Cap which you ſce ſwels not hye, - For Capsare Emblems of humility ; ſſ Itis a Citizens badge, and firit was worne þ | : .* [ | ” yth Romanes ; for when any Bondmans turne h - Came to be made a Freeman : thus *twas faid, " He tothe Cap was call'd; that is, was made {ſctct OfRome a Freeman, but was firſt cloſe ſhorne, < And ſo a Citizens haireis ſtill ſhort worne. X Lod, That cloſe ſhauing made Barbersa Company,, And now euery Citizen v1es It.. ' Cand. Of Geometricke figures the moſt rare, And perfe&ſt arethe Circle and the ſquare, The Citty and the Schoole much build vpon l Theſe figures, for both loue proportion. : The City Cap is round, the Schollers {quare, | To ſhew that Gouernmenr and learning are ; f The perfe&'ſtlimbes 1'th body of a State z For without them, all's diſproportionate. If the Cap had no honor,this might reare it, The Reucrend Farhers of the Law doe weare it« Ar'slight for Summer,and in cold it fits Cloſe to the ſcull, awarme houſefor the wits.; Itſhewes the whole face boldiyb* tis not made N D INN ICT The Howeft whores, As if a man to looke on't were afraide, - 7 Nor like a Drapers ſhop with-broad darke ſhed, Fer hee's no Citizen that hides his head, Flat Caps as proper arc to Citty Gownes, * : 7: As to Armors Helmets,orto-Kings their Crownes, Let then the City Cap by none-beſcornd,; - -Since with it Princes heads haue beene adornd. ' If more the round Caps honor you would know, - How would this long Gowne with this ſteeple ſhow? Omnes. Ha, ha, ha : molt vile, moſt vgly. Cand. Pray Siguior pardon me, *twas done iwielt; Bride, Acup of clarct wine there, 1. Wine: yes forſooth, wine forthe Bride. Car, You ha well ſet out the/Cap, ſir. - Loed. Nay,that's flat. | Long. A health.. _ _ Lod, Since his Cap's:round,that 2 The Bride hits Shall goc round. Be bare, >the Premiice on For in the Caps praiſeall of yowhane ſhare« Sthelips. -: Lod. The Bride's at cuffes. - 57 Of e- 'Cand.Oh, peace T pray thee,thus far off I ftand,T ſpied the error of my ſeruants, ſhe call' d for Claret, and you fill*d out Sacke ; that cup giue me, 'tis for an old mans backe, -and nloſt for hers. Indced *twas but miſtaken,;-aske-all theſe elſe. : Omnes. No faith, *twas butmiltaken. T. Nay, ſhetooke it right enough. | Card. Good Lnke reach her that glafſeof Claret; Here,Miſtris Bride, pledge me there, Fonton) Bride. Now llenone. Exit Bridte Cand. How now ? : : ' Lod. Looke what your Miſtris ayles. - zſiNothingzſir,but abour filling_a wrong glaffe, a ſcuruy tricke. . | Caxa. I pray you holdyour tongue,my ſeruant theretells me ſheisnor well. | . Omnes. Step to her, ſtep to her. Lodo, el eN the | out and nele u The Howeſt WWhore, - D L24. Aword with you: doe ye heare? This wench ( your new wife) will take yon downe in your wedding ſhooes, vnlefle you hang her vp in her wedding garters- Cand, How, hang her in hergarters? : Lod. Will you be a tame- Pidgeon Ktill 2 ſhall your backe belike a Tortoys ſhell, tolet Carts goe ouer it, yet not_to breake?This Shee-cat will hane more lines then your laſt Puſſe had, and willſcratch worſe, and mouze you worlſe : looketoots Cand, What would you hane me doe, fir? _ - \Lod. What would I haue you doe? Sweare, ſwagger, brawle,fling;for fightingit's no matter,we ha had knocking Paſſes enow already; you know,that a woman was' made of the rib ofa man, and that rib was crooked; The Morall of - whichis, that a man muſt from his beginning be crooked to his wife;be you like anOrage to her,let her cut youneuer ſofaire,be you ſowre as vineger; wiltyou be- ruled by me? Cazad. In anything that's ciuill, honeft,and tuft. Lod. Haue you cuer a Prentices ſuite will fit me ? Carad. 1 hanethe very ſfame which my ſelfe wore. Led, Tle fend my manfor'twithin this halfe houre, and within thistwo houres Ile be your Prentice: the Hen ſhall not oncrcrow the Cocke,Ile ſharpenyour-{purress Card. It will be but ſomeieft;fir. : Lod. Onely a ieſt:farewell,come (arolo. Exennt. - Omnes. Weell take ourleaues, Sir,too. . ; Card. Pray conceite not ill of my wiues ſ-aine rifings This young Knight, Sir Lodexico, is deepe feenein Phiſicke, £ and he tells me,thediſeaſe:calPd'the Mother, hangs on ng 4 wife, it isa vehement heauing and beating of the StomackE, and that ſwelling did with thE paine thereofcrampe vp her arme,that hit hislips,and brake rhe glaſſe;: no harme, it was no harme. Orves. No,Signior, noneatall.: - Cand, The traighteſt arrow. may fye wide by chance. But come,well cloze this brawle vp in ſome dance. Exennte C2 : Enter 4 2 F # d <—I f \ I P Y -| = 1 | A d d el C C IN R D) TAB TY A CS C D N C eC A eC C C IAIEREEOE IORO N ON 76 _ INN | The Howe whore. » Enſicr Bellafront avd Matheo. F:8. Oh my ſiveet Husband, wert thou in thy grane, and art aliue agen ? O welcome, welcome. - , Mat. Doeſt know me ? my cloake prethee lay't vp. Yes faith, my winding ſheete was taken out of Lanender,to be Kucke with Roſemary, Tlackt but the knot here, orhere; yet if I had hadit, I ihould ha made 'a wry mouth at the world like a Playſe: but ſweeteſt villaine,I am here now,and - Iwill talke with thee ſoone, : Bel.” And glad am I'thart here. | Aat. Did theſe heeles caper in ſhackles? A my little plumpe rogue, Ile beare vp for all this, and flye hye. Catzs df29, 52 Bel. eMathes? : X4as. What fayeſt, what ſayeſt? Oh braue freſh ayre,a pox _ ontheſe Grates and gingling of Keyes, and rattling of Iron Ie bearevp,lle flye hye wench,hang Toffe. Bel. Mathes, prethee make thy priſfon thy elaſle, Andin it view the wrinkles, and the ſcarres, By which thou wert disfigured, viewing them,mend them, A4at. Ne goe vilit all the mad rogues now,andthe good roaring boyes. Zel, Thou daeſt not heare me? - eHat. Yes faith doe1. ſi Bel.Thou haſt beene inthe hands of miſery,and tane firong ' Phyſicke, prethee now be ſound. _ GHa Yes. Sfoot,] wonder how the inſide of a Taverne - ISokes now. Oh when ſhall I bizle, bizle ? Bel, Nay fee, th'act thirſty Rtill for poyſon, come, I will not haue thee ſwagger. | Xlas. Honeſt Apcs fice. Bel. Tis that ſharpned an axetocut thy throate. G_ood_Loue, I wouJd not haue thee ſell thy ſubſance -And time(worth all) in thoſe damned ſhops of Hell; Thoſc Dycing houſes, that Randneuer well, R N N C SC D PT ERSS SA TheHomſtwhores, *But when they ſtand moſt ill, that foure-ſquared finne Has almolt lodg'd vs inthe beggers Inne: _ Beſides (to ſpeake which euen my foule does grieue) ' __ AfortoftRanens haue hung vponthy {leene, And fed ypon thee:zgood 1ar.(if you pleale) lo baſeas Scorneto ſpread wing amonglt theſe,; - : By them thy fame is ſpeckled,yet it ſhowes , Cleare amongft thera ; ſo Crowes are faire with Crowes. - Cuſtome in ſinne, giues ſinne alouely dye. 'Blackneſſe in Mores is no deformity. - Mar. Bellafron, Bellaſront, Iproteſt to thee, I {weare, as Þ hope my ſoule, I 1ill turne ouer a_new leafe, the priſon I ctſſ confeſſe has bit me, the beſt man that faylesin ſuch a Ship, may belowly. 17 Bel. One knockes at docres - Aar. Ite be the Torter:they ſhall ſce,a Tayle cannot hold a brane ſpirit, Ile flye hye- Exit. Bel. How wilde 1s his behautour } oh, I feare 'He's ſpoyld by priſon, he's halfe damned comesthere, 'But I muſt fit all tormes : when a full ſayle his ' Fortunes ſpred, he loned-me : being now poore, Ile beg for him, and no wife can doe more- Exter Matheo,wd Orlando like a Serningman, eMat, Come in pray, would you ſpeake with me,hir? Orl. Is your name Signior MHathes ? , I1at. My name is Signior Matheo. ' Orl. Ts this Gentlewoman your wike, fir? Aftart. This Gentlewoman1s my witfe, fir, - Orl. TheDcſtinies ſpin a ſtrong and cuenthread of both your loues: the Mothers owne face, I ha not forgot that, 'm - anold man;fir,& am troubled with awhoreſon falt rhewme, that I cannot hold my water, Gentlewoman, the laſt man.I ſerned was your Father. ſi , Bel. My Father 2 any tongue that ſounds his name, Speakes Maſicke to me: welcome goodold man. Row does my father >lines he > has he health _ C3 . Fflow The Honeſh Whore_, How does my father> 1 ſo much doe ſhame him, - * So much doc wornd him, that I ſcarce dare name him, Or!. Ican ſpeake no more, : Mat. How nowold Lad, whar doett cry > ſi Orl. The rhewme {till, fir, nothing elſe ; I ſhonld be well - ſeaſond, for mine cyes1ye in brine : Iooke you, fir, Thane a ſuite to-you. ſi : : Hath. What is't,my little white pate ? - Orl.-Troth, fir, T have a mind to ferue your Worſhip., *© . Mat. Toſerueme? Troth,my friend, my fortunes are,as a man may ſay - : Orl. Nay looke you,fir, T know when all finnes are old invs, and goe vponCrutches, that Couctoutnefſe does bur then lie in her Cradle ;'Tis notfo with me, Letchery loues to dwell in the faireit lodging, and Conetoutheſſe in the oldeſt bildings,that areready to fall : bur m y white head fir,isno Inne for ſuch a goſlip. If a Serningmanat my yecres be not ſtored with bisket enough, that has ſayled about the world toſerue himthe voyage out of his life; and to bring him Eaſt-home ; Ill pitty bur all his daies ſhon!d be faſting daies: I care not ſo much for wages, for I haue ſeraped a _ bandfull of gold together;T hanea little money, fir, which I would pur into your Worthips hands; not ſo much to make it more. / #4ar. No,no, youſay well,thou fayeſt well ; but I muſt tell you: How much isthe money ;ſayclt thou? Or!. About twenty pound, Sir, - Mat. Twenty pound? Let me ſee: that ſhall bring thee in, after ten per centur, per auny, Orl. Nogno,no,fir,no; Icannot abjde to haue money in- gender: fye ypon this filuer Lechery, fye; if I- may haue meat to my mouth, and rags to my backe, anda flock-bed to ſnort vpon,whenT die,the longer liver take all. | Hat. Agood old Boy,yfaith,if thou ſerucſt me,thouſhate eat as I cat,drinke as /drinke,lye as 1lyeand ride as I ride, Orl. That*s if you haue money to hire horſes. Hat. Front. What doeſtthou thinke on't?This good olg La a, bay The Honeſs Whore ,. Lad here.ſhall ſerue me. | * Bel. Alas, Matheo, wilt thou load a backe That is alrcady broke? 23 | Hat. Peace, pox 0n you, peace, there's a tricke int, I flychye, it ſhall be ſo, Frent. as I tellyou': gine methy hand, thou {halt ſerne me yfairh.: welcomezas for your money— - Orl. Nay,looke you fir, I haue it here. ; AatPelh,keepe it thy ſelfe,man,and: thentHart ſure 'tis : 7 Orl. Safeland *twere ten thonſand Duckets;your Worſhip ſhould be my caſh-keeperg I hane. heard- whar your W or- ſhip is,anexcctlent dunghill Cocke, to. ſcatter all-abroac: bur Jle venture twenty pounds on's head-. Mat. And did'{tthou ferue my Worſhipfull Father-in- law, S:gnior Orlando Friſcabalds, that mad matonce?” Orl. 1 (crucd-him ſolong,till he turned meout of doores. Hat. Tt's a notable Chuffe, I ha not ſeene himmanya days Orl. No maitcr and you ne'r ſee him-it's an- arrant Gran- dy, a Churle,and as damnd a cut-throat, ; Bel. Thou villaine, curb-thy-tongue; thowarta Tudas, Toſcll thy Maſters name to ſlander thus, -: 2at. Away Affle, he ſpeakes buttruth, thy father isa— Bel. Gentleman. .. 1at. And an old knaue, there's more deceit in him then in ſixteene Poticarics : it's a-Deuill, thowmailt beg, ſtarne, ' hang, damne; does he ſend thee fo much asa cheete? Orl. Or ſo much as a Gammonof Bacon; Hee'll gine it his Dogs firſt. - Hat. A layle, a Iayle. Orl. Alew, alew, firy eHat. A Dog. Orl. An Engliſh Maſtiffe, fir, Mat. Pox rot out his old ftinking garbage» Bel. Artnot aſhamed toſtrike anablentmanthus:? Art not aſhamedtolet this vild; Dog barke, And bite my Father thus ?"Tle not indure'it ; Out of my doores, baſe flaue, = 5 : 24ats N R A H WE P BO2R el eD R eA OrlmOCOOl|OCSSICCCCCCCCCCCCEIIE The Honefl whore, ſſ _ Your doresla vengeance? 1 ſhall liue to cut that old cogues throat, for all you take his part thus. - Orl. Heſhallline to ſeethee hangd firſts Entey Hipollito. Aat, Godsſo my Lord,your Lordſhip is moſt welcome, Tmproud of this, my Lord. | | Hip. Was bold to'ſee you. Is that your wife ? ſi ' Aat. Yes lir. . Hyp. Tie borrow hetlip. » Mat. With all my heart, my Lord. Orl. Who's this,I pray fir Mat. My Lord Hipollito: what's thy name ? Orl., Pachecs. . : o Hfar. Pacheco, finc name ; Thon ſeeſt, Pachecs, 1 keepe company with no Scondrels; nor baſe fellowes. - Hip. Came not my Footman to you ? | Bel. Yes my Lord. - Hip. Ifcntby hima Diamond and a Letter, Did you receiue them? , Bel. Yes my Lord, I did. Hip. Read you theletter? Bel. Oreand o're 'tis read. Hip. And faith your anſiver? Bel. Now the time's not fit, You ſee,my Husbands here. Hip. Ile now then leaue you, And chooſe mine houre ; but ere 7 part away, - Harke, you remember I muſt hane no naye Aathes, T will leaue you. ſſ Aar. Aglaſſe of wine. Hip. Notnow, lle viſit you at other timesS« Yeare come off well then ct HMar. Excellent well, Tthanke your Lordſhip: l owe yon .my life,my Lord ; and will Pay my beſt bloodin any ſeruice of yours, - ; _ D D ON A CR S - _ - - C =g R s : A ONNNN The Honeſt whore.” _ Hip. Ile take no fach deare payment; harke'you Mathes, I know,the prifon is a gulfe, if money runnelow with-you, my purſe 1s yours : call for it. Hs | , Mat, Faith my Lord, I thanke my ſtarres,they ſend me M downeſome ; I cannot finke;fo long as theſe bladders hold. "K Hip. I will not ſee your fortunes ebbe, pray try. To ſtarue in full barnes-were fond modeſty. eMat. Open the doore, firra. * - Hip. Drinke this, and anonT pray thee gine thy Miſtris . this. : - Exite: * O7z1. O Noble'Spirit, if no worſe gaeſts here dwell, - My blue coateſits on my old ſhoulders well. | AMat.The onely royall fellow, he's bounteous as the Indies, what's that he faid to thee, Bellafron ? ſſ Bel. Nothing- key Mat. T prethee good Girle? | Be!. WhylI tell you nothing- : . Mat. Nothing ? it's well : trickes, that I muſt be behol- den to a ſcald hot-linerd gotiſh Gallant, ro ſtand with my cap in my hand, and vaile bonnet, when l ha ſpredaslofty fayles as himſelfe, wad Ihad beene hanged, Nothing? P4a- ebeco, bruſh my cloake. | Orl. Where isr, fir ? - Mat. Come, wee'll flye hye. | Nothing>there 1s a whore ſtill in thineeye. Exit. Orl. My twenty pounds flyes high,O wretched woman, This yarlot'sableto make Lacrece common. How now Miſtris? has my Maſter dycd you into this fad A colonr?”” - ; / . \ © Bel. Fellow, be gone T pray thee,if thy tonzue itch after talkeſo much, ſccke out thy Malter, tWart a fit inſtrument for him.. : H | , Orl. Zownes, I hope he will not play ypon me ? Bel. Play on thee ? no, you two will flye together, n - Becauſe youare rouing arrowes of one feathers | | Would thou wouldſt leane my houſe, thon.ne'r ſhalt Pleaſe,me weaue thy nets ne*r ſo hye, ” : D _ Thou u D TOTE HT EOE] - ; R eN N CS D The ; Honſiaj? whore », | Thou ſhalr be buta ſpider in mine eye. - Thrart ranke with.poyſon, poyſon temperd weltl, Is food for health ; butthy blacketongue doth ſwell With venome, to hurt him that gauethee bread, To wrong men abſent, is to ſpurne the dead. And ſo did't thou thy Maſter, and my Father. - Orl. You haueſinall reafon totake his part;.for Ihane heard him ſay fiue hundred times, you were as arrant 'a whore as cucrſtiffned tiffany neckcloathes in water-ftarch vpana Saturday '1th afternoone. Bel. Let him fay worſe,when for the earths offence Hot vengeance thronghthe marblc cloudes is drigen, Ist fit earth ſhoot agen thoſe darts at heauenp O-l. And fo if your Father call you whore,you'll not call him old knane: Friſcah4/av, ſhe' carries thy mind vp and downe ; ſhe's thine owne ficth, blood, and bone; troth Mi- ſris,to tell you true; the fireworkes that ran from me vpon- lines againſt my good old Maſter, your father, were bur to. try how my young Maſter,your Husband loued fach ſquibs: butit's well knowne, I loue your father as'my ſelfe; ite ride for him at mid-night, runne for you by Owle-light ; Ile dye.. for him, dradge foryou; Ile flye low,'and Ile fiye hye (as my Maſter faies) to doc you good, if you'll forgiue me- Bel.T am not made of marble: I forgiue thee. - Ort. Nay, if you were made of marble, a good Stone= cutter might cut you': I hope the twenty pound 1 deliuered to my Maſter,is in aſure hand. - | | Be/, Inaſure hand I warrant thee for ſpending. Ort. Ifce my yong Maſteris a madcap, and a %onþu ſocing, Lloue him well, Miſtris: yet as well as 1 lone him, lle not - Þlaythe knaue withyon; looke you, I conld cheat you of this purſefull of money ; but I am an old Lad, and 1 ſcorng to cunny-catch :.yct I ha beene Dog at a Cony in my time. Be/. Apurſe, where hadſtit? 2 7 Ort. The Gentleman that went away, Whiſperd in mine eare, andcharged meto giue it you, _ | Be The Lord Hoelbro ? | | - — W** A DNNN l rat; tard (al ) R D N eC A A AR ON IIER The Honeft-whare.>, Ortla. Yes, if he bea Lord, he gaueit mes: - Bel. /Tis all gold. ” : - : 67 ; Or!. Tis like fo : it may be,he thinkes you-want money, and therefore beftowes his alines brauely,like a Lord. Bel. He thinkes a filuernet can catch the poore, Here's baite tochoake a Nun, and turne her whore. Wilrthou be honeſtto me? — -' Orl.. As your.nailes to your fingers, which I thinke ne- ner decceiued you. Be/..Thou to this Lord ſhalt goe, commend me to him, And tell him this, the Towne has held out long, Becauſe (within)*twas rather true, then ſtrong. To ſell itnow were baſe; Say *tis no hold ſſ Built of weake ſtuffe, to be blowne vp with gold. He fhall belecue thee by this token, or this; if not,by this; Orla. Is this all? ſi Bel. This is all. _ Orl. Mine owne Girle ſtill. - | Bel. AStarre may ſhoote,not fall. — Exit Bellafront.- Oe!. 'A Starre? nay, thou art more then the moone, for thou haſt neither changing quarters, nor a man ſtanding in thy circle with a buth of thornes. Is't poſſible the Lord Hipelito, whoſe face is as ciuill as the ontitde ofa Dedicato- . ry Booke, ſhould be a Muttonmunger? A poore man has ' but one Ewe, and this Grandy Sheepe-biter leaues whole Flockes of fat Weathers (whom he may knocke downe)} 'to denoure this, Ne truſt neither Lord.nor Butcher with quicke fleſh for this tricke ;the Cuckoo I fee now ſings all the yeere, though.cnery man cannot heare him, - but Jle - ſpoyle his notes3; canneither Loue-letters, nor the Deutls common Pick-lockes (Gold)nor Precious Stones make my Girle draw vp her Percullis: hold out ftill, wench. All arenot Bawds (Iſee now) that keepe doores, Nor all good wenchesthatare markt for Whores, - Exit« * Emter Candido, Lodouico like 4 Prentice.. Led, Come, come, come, what doe yee lackegir? what, D3 doe f CT n phetet oo ——_ ongnnny eN Pas d ln P TC ACIRIOEEEITATEE v2ert NNNN C TA IADENY A N e- - A E E C R C IN eIN : The Honeft Whores. doe yelacke, fir? whatis't yelacke; fir? is not my Worſhip well ſuited ? did you cuer ſee.a Gentleman better diſguiſed? (and. Neuer, belecue me,Signtor. N : Led. Yes: but when he has bin drunke, there be Prenti- ces would make mad Gallants,forthey would ſpend all,and drinke, and whore,and ſo forth; and Lice we Gallants could make mad Prentices. How does thy wife hke-me ? Nay, T muſtnot be fo ſawey, then I ſpoyle all : pray you how does my Miſtris like me? : ; Cand., Well: for ſhetakes you for a very ſimple fellow. Lod. Andthey:that' are taken- for ſuch; are commonly the arranteſt knaues.: but to our Comedy,come., (and. I ſhall not att it, chideyou fay, and fret, 6 And grow impatient:-Iſhall nenerdoot. . Log. S'blood, cannot: yow doe as'all the world: does? counterfet. : E _ Cand, Werel aPainter, that ſhould liveby drawingno- thing but Pictures of an angry man, I ſhould not carne my colours ; I cannot doo t. : ſſ Led. Remembery*area Linnen Draper, and: that if you giue your wifea yard, ſhelltake an ell : gine her not there- fore aquarter of your yard,nota nayle. . (4»4. Say T ſhould turne to Ice, and nip her loue now *tis butin the blood. 41 - Lod, Well, fay ſhe's nipt. 1 \ Caxd. It willſo onerchange her heart with griefe, - That likea Cannon, when her fighes goe off, She in her duty either will recoyie, Or breake in pieces;and ſo dye:her death, 5 By my vnkindnefſe might be'connted murther. 4 POq Led. Dye? neuer, neuer ; I doe not bid you beat her, nor giue her blacke eyes, nor-pinch her ſides: but croſſe her humours. Arenot Bakers armes theskales of Inftice? yet isnot their bread light? and: may not you Epray bridle her with a ſharpebit, yerride her gently ? | (ad. Well, Lwill try your pills, doe: you your faithfull {cruice, and bee ready ſtill 4t-a pinch to helpe me inthis - : pait, eP P IIIOIIEY C N eA —_ The Honeſt Whore 2, ath . part, orclſe-Iſhall beout cleane. vlle Led.. Come, come, le prompt you. - : ___ » Card. lecall herforth now, ſhall 1? Ptxz © . Lod. Doe, doe, braucly. Ua Cand. Luke,1 pray bid yourMiſtris to'come hither. Sca, Lod. Like, 1 pray bid your Miſtris to come hither. N Card. Sirra, bid my wife come to me; why, when? d - Luks. Preſently, ſir, ſhe comes. mibne Whthin ——— - Tea.La you,there's the eccho,ſhe comes. Exit Bride. l Bride. W hat is your pleaſure with me ? | aag Cayd. Mary wite, T hane intent, and (you ſee) this ſtr xplmſſ here, He beares ctood will and liking to my txradeI Andmeanesto deale in Linnen: |& Led. Yes indecd, fir, I would deale in Linnen, if my Mi- ftris like me {6 well as Hike her? "eb Card.. ] kope to finde him honeſt, pray good wife looke to that his bed.and chamber be made ready ' Bride. Yeare befſt to let him hire mee for his maide? ] looke to his bed ? looke too't your felfe; Cana, Enen f{o " Iſweare to youagreat oath. Log. Sweare, cry Zoundes: (and.' Iwillnot, goe to wife, I will not. Lod, That your: great oath? {and. $Swallow theſe gudſſeons. Led. Well faid. 'D Cand. Then falt, thenyou may chooſe You know at Table h W hat trickes you played, ſwaggerd, bzoke ſſ{azipsi m Fie,fie, fie: and now before my Prentice here-? 40 mm " You make an afſe of tiethoa; Gwhat ſha'ſil Teall fi*fim P) c \ Bride. Euen what you will, 01.3 & 763 fe 3 ; Lod. Call her arrant wheve,” 2030 24 »SROEU (ard, Oh fiezÞy-no meates, tſſhe*fl flct—ſi* .% cctY 15 Cſixc%ſi@þd A1 ſirrah, goe looke to *th ſhop: how docsthisd\how? ed » F _ ſſw@[aſſ Excellent well; Ue goolooke to'the ſhop, fix; Ictn:e : D3 \ Cam-- "201 etes * N eDn emn ſſ*C&mbricks,L&wnes,Whatdoc_you lacke. 'Exit Lodouice, . Cand. A curſt Cowes-milke | hadrunke once befoxe, - And*twas fo ranke intaſte, lle drinke no more» _ _ Wife, Ile tame you. Brides You may, fir, if you can, '/ But ata wraftling I haue fecne a fellow Limbdlikean Oxe, throwne by alittle man. _Cand.And fo you'llthrow me. Reach me(Knates)a yard, | _ Led, AYardformy Maiſter. X. Prent. My Malter is growne vatiant, Cazd. Ileteach you fencing trickes. YTY ' Omnes. Rare,rare; a Prizes | Loa. What will you doe, fir? - { Czy.Mary,my good Prentice,nothing but breathe n1y wiſe, Bride. Breathe me with your yard ? | Zed. No, he'll but meaſure you out,forſooth. Bride. Since you'll needes fence, handle your weaponwell, For if youtakea yard, Ue take an ell. . Reachmeanell. .Lod. Anell-for my Miſtris. Keep the lawes of theNoble Scicnce,fir,& meaſure weapons with her;your yard is a plaine Heatheniſh Weapon "tis too ſhort,the may giue you a handfull, & yet you'l not reach hers Caxd.Yet I hathe longer arme,come fall too't roundly, _ And ſpare not me (wife) for Ile lay't on {: oundly. Ifo're husbands their wiues will needes be Maſters, Wemen will haue a law to win't at watters« Lod.”Tisforthe breeches, is't not? Gaxd. For the brecches. - Briae. Husband I am for you, Ie not irike inieft. Gaxd, NorT. ' Bride, But will you ſigne to one requeſt ? Cand. What's that? - ; Bride. Let me giue the firſt bloyw, . d fe Caxd.The firſt Blow,wiſe, fhall Ip - Prompt ? Lod. Let her ha'te. Ifthe krike hard, into hergand breake her pate, Cand. Mn ON IN AICEATINIY ————_— —— * ==—= emn C e— R ——_ — L. a l — — ” —— —— — _ N - The Honeft Whore_, ' - *"Cand. Abargaine. .Strike. : Brige. Then guard you from this blow, ForTplayallat legges;but 'tisthuslows - -" She kyooles. _ Behold,Lamſuch acunning Fencer growne, _ T keepe my ground, yet downe I will be throwne With the leaſt blow you giue me, I diſdaine - The wife that is her hasbands Soucraigne.. . Shethat vpoa your pillow firſt did reſt, They ſay,the breeches wore, which I deteſt: The taxe which ſhe impoſed vpon you,l abate you, If me you make your Maſter, Lihall hate you. | The world ſhall ind ge who offers faireſt play; M -"You win the breeches, but T winthe day. ſi : Card. Thou winlt the day indeed, gine methy hand; * Ve challenge thee no more : my patient breſt ſſ \ - Piatdthasthe Rebell,onely for aicſt : - , Here'sthe ranckerider that breakes Colts, 'tis he . Cantamethe mad folkes, andcurſt wiues. - Bride. W ho, your man ? N bs Card. My man ? my Maſter, tho his head be bare; 0 Buthe's ſo courtcous, hell put off his haire, thi Led. Nay,if your ſeruice be ſo. hot, a man cannot keepe \ his haireon, Ileſerue youno longer. Bride. Is this your Schoolemalter ? _ - Lod, Yes faith,wench, I taughthimto:takethee dowhe: T hope thou canſt take him downe withour teaching; you- - ha.got the conqueſt, and you both are friends,.. - {4#4 Beare witnes elſc. - Led. My Prentiſhip thenends. | Cang. For the good ſeruice you to me haue done; T giue you all your yceres. Lod. I thanke you-Maſter, Ne kifſe my Miſtrisnow,that ſhe may ſay, My main was bound,and free all inone day. . | "Exeutt. d i C aEng edn nponne nuinicnacc ſi_zctſi;flſi,ſictſſi,ſiſi_*—,ſſ-ſſ*-'-*-ſſffl}'e W. y el __ - 99 d _ - Emter Orlando, and Infalice. ;_ Tofe, From whom ſaick thou ? - _Qrla. T TELI PR H t) FETA CR AEIOM AT eH em L The Honet hore-, :Orla. From a poore Gentlewoman, Madain,whom Tſerne.. Infe. And whats your buſinefſe? * Orlia, This, Madam : my poore Miſtris hasa waſte piece of ground, which is her owne by inheritance, and left to her by her mother; There's a Lord now -that goes abonr, not to take it cleane from her, but to-incloſe it to himſelte, and to ioyne itto a picce of his Lordſhips- 1nfe. W hat would ſhe haue me doe inthis ? Orla, No more, Madam,-but what one woman ſhould doe foranotherin ſach a cafe- My Honourable Lord,your Husband would doe any thing'in her behalte, but ſhee had rather put her {elfe into your hands, becauſe you (a woman) may doe more with the Dake your Father, Iufe. Wherelyes this Land? _ : Or/. Within a itones caſt of this place;zmy Miſtris, Ithinks would becontentto let him entoy it after her deceale, if that would {erue his turne, fo my Maſter would yeeld rco-; but ſhe cannor abideto heare that the Lord' ſhonld meddle with it in her life time. - Tnfe. Isfhe theh. married > why tirres not her Husband. 'init? ſi Orl. Her Husband-tirres in it vnder hand : but becauſe che other is a great rich man,my Maſtcr is loth to be ſeene init too much. ©42 Infa. Let herinwriting draw thecatiſe at large: And I will mone the Dake. Orl. 'Tis ſet.downe, Madam, here in blacke and white already : worke it {o, Madam, that ſhe may keepe her owne without difturbance, grieuance, moleſtation, or medling of Ziſiſſ'ſhffi and ſhebeſtowesthispurſe of gold on your La- P. ' infe. Old man, Ile pleade for her, bur take no fees: Glue Lawyers them, Ifwim not in that flood, Ite touchno gold, till- Fhane done her good. : Orl. 1 would all Proftors Clearkes were of your minde, _ I ſhould law more amengitthem then I doe then ; here,Ma- dam, 15 the ſuruey, notonely of the Mannor it {elfe, bur of Eh, | : the Olles aſif pw &0 1 A \ l - ſ vlth Ceal fllts ma/l -'Hſmctſſ dand ": ſerr Vit., WWil 09 W!; C ITTnnn m m m ondy - will not be rooting other mens paſtures.. | The Honeſt Whove_. the Grange hoife, with cuery Medow paſture, Plongh- land, Cony-borough, Fiſh-pond, hedge, ditch, and buſk that Rands in it, T SS Tnfe. My Husbands name, and handand ſeale at armes toa Lone-fetter? Where hadſt thou this weiring ? Orla. From the forefaid party,Madam, that would keepe the foreſaid Land, out of the forefaid Lords fingers.- Infe. My Lord turnd Ranger now ? . -Orl. Yare a good Huntrefſe, Lady, you ha found yorr ' Gamealready ; your Lord wouldfaine bea Ranger, but my Miſtris requeſts you tolet him runne a conrfe in your owne Parke, if yow'll not doo't for loue, thendoo't for money; ſhe has no white money,but there's gold, or elſe ſhe praies you to ring him by this token,and ſo you ſkall be fare his noſe Infe. This very purſe was woucn with mine owne hands, This Diamond on that very night, when he Vntyed my Virgin girdle, gane Thim: And muſt acommon Harlot ſhare in mine ? Old manzto quit thy paines,take thon the gold. _ Orl. Not I, Madam, old Seruingmen want no MOney « Infe. Cupid himſelfe was ſure his Secretary, x -Theſelines are enen the Arrowes Lonelet flies, Thevery Incke dropt out of Venr eyes: - Orla. Idoenot thinke, Madam, burt hee fetcht off fome Poet or other forthoſelines, for they are_ parlous Hawkes toflic at wenches. , Twfz. Here's honied poyſon, to me he tie'r thus-writ, But Luft can ſet a double edge on wit. * - Orla. Nay,that'strue, Madam, a wench will whet any thing, ifit be not too dull. ” | - Isfe. Oathes, promiſes, preferments, Tewels, gold, W har ſnares (ould breake, ifgll theſe cannot hold? \hat creatute is thy Miltrts? N | Orl.. One of thoſe creatures That *2re, contrary 'to man ; A WOmans DN ' - . Infe. What manner of woman? H 4 'E Orl. Rn T TED TAT EEOA GAD HRN þ | 1 j | j || R TN AT EE Rre The Honefl Waore3, ' Or!.” Alirtle tiny woman, lower then your Ladiſhip b y head arid ſhoulders, but as mada wench as eucr ynlaced a petticote:theſe things ſhould T indeed haue delinered to my Lord your Husband. ſſ | Infz. They are delinered better : Why ſhould ſhe ſend backethele things? | Orl. Ware, ware, there's knauery, - Tnfe. Strumpets like cheating gameſters will not win At firſt :theſe are but baites to draw him in, : How might Ilearne his hunting houres? - Ozl. The Iriſh Footman can tell you all _his huntiug boures, the Parke he hunts in, the Doe he would ftrike, thar Iriſh Shackatory beatesthe buſh for him, and knowes all, hebrought thar Letter,and that Ring ; he is the Carrier., . Tafe. Knoweſt thou what other gifts have paſt berweene them.? : Orl, Little S, Patricke knowes all. * Tyfe., Him lle examine preſentlye Orl. Not whileſtIam here, fyeet Madam. Tife.Be gon then,& whart lyes in me command, Zxir Orl, : : Emter Bryan, : - Zafe. Comc hither firra, how much coſt thoſe Satins,and_ cloth of Siluer, which my husband ſent by you to a low Gentiewomanyonder? Bry. - Faat Sattins 2 faat Siluers, faat low Gentlefolkes d dow prateſt dow knoweſt not what, yfaat la. - Tufe. She there, to whom.you carried letters. Bry. By dis hand and bed dow faift true, if I did fo, oh how ? Iknow notaletter a de Booke yfaat la. = Tafs. Did your Lord neuer ſend you with a Ring, fir, ſet with a Diamond ? . Bry. Nezer, ſacreesfa me,neuer ; he may runneat atow- fand rings yfaat, and T neuer hold his ftirrop, till he leape.in- to de faddle. By S. Patricke,Madam, I ncuer touch-my Lords Diamond, nor euer had to doe,yfaatla, with any of his pre- clous ſtones. ; Entes N eSC N GNNNN Wts Wldiyh, 1 hl-:ſſſijſſ. lick 0 0 ay, loy 8 " But why talke yorallriddle thus *I read C A I o E EEN N E CORS ENPE - V M eON The Honeſt Whore >, _Enter Hipollito.' | | ſſ . Tnfe. Areyou ſo cloſe, you Bawd, you pandring flane 2 Hip, How now? why Infelice ? what's your quarrell Tafe. Ont of my fight,baſe varlet, get thee gone« - Hip. Away you rogue. © . - ' Bry- Slawne loot, fare dewell, fare dewell, 4h marragh frofat boddah breen.' - Exits Hip, W hat,growne a fighter?prethee what's the matter? Infe. If youtlneeds know, it wasabout the clocke: how workes the day,my Lord, (pray) by your watch ? Hep. Left you cuffe me, If/c tell you preſentiy.: T am nceretwo. | - _ To#fe. How, two? .Iamſcarce atone, Hip. One of vs then goes falſe. Tofe. Then ſure*tis you, ſſ Mine goes by heanens Diall,(the Sunne) and it goes true. Hyp. Ithinke (indeed) mine runnes fomeyhat too faſt, Infe, Set1t to-mine (at/one) then. | Hip, One ?*tis paſt:. : *T15 paſt one by the Sunne. Infe, Faith then belike, Neither your clocke nor mine does trnely ftrike, And fince it is vncertaine which goes true, Better be falſeat one; then falſe at tyyo, Hip. Y are very pleaſant, Madam. Infe. Yetnot merry. D ct Hip. Why Tafelice, what ſhould make you {ad ? 4 Infz. Nothing my Lord,but my falſe watch,pray tell me, You ſee,my clocke, oryours isout of frame, Muſt we vpon the Workeman lay:theblame, Or on your ſelues that Keepe them? | Hip. Faith on both. - | He may by knauery ſpoilethem; we by floth, 1 I # 4 L g eRn Strange Commentsinthoſe margines of your lookes; Your cheekes 0 lateare(like bad/printed Bookes) So dimly characred, I {carceican ipell, , | E2 One. Z The Honeft whore.s, One line of foue in them. Sare all's not well, . Jufe. All is not well indeed, my deareſt Lord, Locke'vp thy gates of hearing, that no ſound Of what I {peake May Cliters Hip. What meanes this? Jufe. Orif my owne tongue muſt my ſelfe betray, Count it a'dreame,orturne thine eyes away; Andthinke me not thy wife. - She hneeles. - Hip. Whydoeyou kneele? . . ' Trfe. Earth is finnes cuſhion: when the ſicke foule feeles_ her ſelfe growing poore, then ſhe turnes begges, cryes and kneeles for helpe ; Hypollizo ( for husband 1 dare not call _ thee) Ihaue flolne that Iewell of my chaſte honour (which was onely thine) and ginenit toaſlaue. Hip, Hah? - _ Infe.Onthy pillow adultery & luſt haue flept,thy Groome Hath climbed the valawfull tree, and plucktthe {iyects, . 'A villaine hath vſurped a husbands ſheetes. __ Hip. Sdeath, who, (a Cuckoid) who? Infe, This Iriſh Footman. | Hip. .Worſethen damnation, awild Kerne, a Frogge, a Dog: whom lle ſcarce ſpurne.. Longed you for Shamocke? wereit my fathers father (hcart) Jle kill him, although I zake him on his death-bed gaſj ping/twixr heauen and{hell; a ſhag-haired Cur?Bold Strumpet,why: hangeſtthou on me?. thinkit Ie be a Bawde to a W hore, becauſe ſhe's' Noble ? Tsfs. 1 beg but this,. Set not my ſhame out to the worlds broad e&ye, Yex let thy vengeance{like my:fault)foare hye, Soit be indarkned clowdes. | Hip. Darkned ! my hornes : Cannot bedarkned, nor ſhall my reuenge... A -Harlot to my flane ? theatis baſe, Common, but foule; ſo ſhall thy diſgrace :: Could not I feed your appetite# oh women You were created Angels, pure and faire ; But fincethe firſt fell, tempting Deuils you are; l C eD INAREENNTS N CR —_— N B eH TA P RAT d The Homeſft whore.3. You ſhoul be mens blifſe, but you prouetheir rods. Were there no women,men might liue like gods : _ /. You ha beene too much downe already, riſe, Getfrom my fight, and heyceforth ſhan my bed, Ie with no Strumpets breath be poyſoned. As for your Irith Labricas, that {pirit " Whom by prepoſtrous charmes thy luſt hath raifed _ 14 ? t h:ſiy N Uct (Why \ 60 d 6 cke! ghl. l me Ina wrong Circle,him Ile damne more blacke * Thenany Tyrants ſoule. Juſe. Hipollito? . T. Hip. Tell me, didſt thou baite Hawkes to draw him to thee, or did he bewitchthee ? 1y7e, The flaue did woo me. - | , Hip. Two wooes in that Skreech-owles language ® Oh who would truſt your corcke-heeld ſex? I thinke to fate your luft, you would loue a Horſe,a Beare,a croaking Toade, {o your hot itching veines might hane their bound, then the wild Iriſh,Dart was throwne, Come, how ? the manner of .this fight. - - Tufe. Twas thus,he gaue me this battery firſt, OhT _ Miſtake, belecne me,all this in beaten gold : : Yet Lheld our, but at length this was charm'd. _ What? change your Diamond wench, the a& is baſe, Common, burt foule, ſo ſhall not your diſgrace : Could not 1 feed your appetite? Oh Men, You were created Augels, pure and faire, _ But fince the firſt fell, worſe then Deuils you are. You ſhould our ſhields be, but you proue ourrods. Were there-no Men, Women might linelike gods. Guilty my. Lord?: , Hip. Yes, guilty my good Lady« Tsfe. Nay,you may laugh, but henceforth ſhun my bed, . With no whores leauings Ile be poyſoned. Exit.. Hip. Ofre-reach'd fo tinely ?*Tis the very Diamond And Letter which Ifent : this villany Some Spider cleſely weaues, whoſe poyſond bulke - I mutt let forth. Who's there without ? - | E3 — Seruants. - PR SC eON » N D R EEny The Honeſt mhore3; Seruant. My Lord Calls memmrmoun pithin, commenas Hip. Send me the Footman. Ser. Call the Footmanco my Lord, Bryar, Brzay, - Enter Bryalts Hip. Ttcanbe no manthis is kindly done yfaith 3 welcome by my erothe - Lod, And how doeſt;frolicke 2 Saue you faire Lady, Thoy tlookeſt ſms and brauely, Noble 2at. Mat. Drinke and feed, laugh and lie warmee Led. Is this thy wife ? Mat. A poore Gentlewoman, fir, whom I make vſc of anights. _ Led. Pay cuſtometo your lips, ſweet Lady., «MHat. Borrow ſome ſhells of him, fome wine, fweet theafte3: : : = Led.ITe ſend fortthen yfaithe AMat.You ſend for't? Some wine I prethee, . Be!. Iha,no money- ' Mat. $blood,nor I: W hat wine lone yougSigntor ? Lod, Here, orIle not ſtay, I proteſt; trouble the Gentle- woman too much? Exit Bellafronts And what newes flies abroad, Mathes ? - "Mat. Troth,none-'Oh Sigmior, we ha beene merry 1n our Led. And:no doudt ſhall agen. The Diuine powers neuer ſhoot Darts at men Mortall, to kill theme. | Aat. You fay true, \ Lod. Why ſhculd we grieue at want ? 'Say.the world made thee her Minnion, that R ON : } : : ! : : 51 1 v S. - K 0 H DH Ais 2n rhe Honeft whorew,. " Thy headlay in herlap, and that ſhe danc't thee On her wanton knee ſhe could but giue thee a whole World : that's all,and that all's nothing ;the worlds | Greateſt part cannot fill vp one corner of thy heart, Say.the three corners wereall filld, alas - Of whar art thou poſſeſt, a thinne blowne glaſle : Such as by Boyes is puft into the aire. — _ Weretwenty Kingdomes thine, thou'd{t liue 1n care : Thou-could'{t not fleepe the berter,nor liue longer,, Nor merrier be, nor healthfuller, nor ſtronger« : If then thou wantſt, thus make that wantthy pleaſure, No man wants all things, nor hasall in meaſure, | Mat. Tam the moſt wretched fellow : ſure ſome left- handed Prieft chriſtned me, I am (o vnlucky : I am neuer out ef one puddle or another, {till falling. - Enter Bellafront, «#dOrlando. AMat. Fill out wine to my little finger. With my heart yfaith. | Led, Thankes,good CMatheo.. To your owne ſweet ſelfe. : Orl. All the Brokers hearts, fir, are made of flint, T can- with all my knocking, ſtrike but fixe ſparkes of fire out of . them, here's ſixe duckets, if youle take them. Aat. Giue me them : an cuill conſcience gnaw them all, moths and plagues hang vpon their lowſie wardrobs, Led. Is this your man, Matheo? An old Seruingman, Orl. You may giue metother halfe roo,fir ; That's the Begger. - Lea. W hat haitthere, gold? 2y . . C WMat. Aſort of Raſcalls are in my debt, (God knowes what) and they feed me with bits, with crummes, a pox choke them. ' Lod. A word, Matheo : be not angry with me, Belecue it that I know the touch of time, : And can part copper(tho itbe gilded o're) From the true gold: the ſailes whichthou doeſt ſpread, . W A R OEE_EY. CNNN z C IN p D l l A it, M 4 l al A C ON The Homeſt whore_. Would ſhow well, ifthey were not borrowed, The ſound of thy low fortunes drew me hither, I giue my ſclfe vnto thee, prethee vie me, I will beſtow on you a ſuite of Sattin, Andall thingselſe to fit a Gentleman, BecauſeTlone you. . Aat. Thankes,good Noble Knight, Eod. Call on me when you pleaſe, Till then farewell. | Exit. Aat. Haſt angled ? haſt cut vp this freſh Salmon ? Bel. Wudſt haue me be fo bate?_ 4. at, It's baſe to ſteale, it's baſe tobe a whore: ; Thou't be more baſe,lle make thee Keepe a doore« Exit, ſi Ort.T hope he will not {neake away with all the money, will he ? 'F? Bel. Thou ſeeſt he does. ct Orl. Nay then it's well.Iſet my braines vpon anvpright- Laſt ; tho my wits be old, yet they are like a witherd pip- pin,wholfome. Looke you, Miſtris, I told himT1 had but fixe duckers of the (Knaue) Broker, but 1 had eight, and kept theſe two for you. Bel. Thon ſhouldſt hane ginen him all. Orl. W hat, to flic hie? Bel, Like waues,my miſery driues on miſery. Exit. Orl. Sell his wines cloathes from her backe? doesan Poulterers wife pull chickins aline? He Riots all abroad, wants all at home; he Dices, whores, ſwaggers, ſweares, cheates, borrowes, pawnes: Ile giue him hooke and line,, 4 little more for all this. H EFD Yet ſure ith end he'll delude all my hopes, N 7 l Bn e)n R And ſhew mea French tricke danc'd onthe ropess Exite l Enter at one deore Lodonico and Carolo ; 4? another Botss, | and-Miſtris Horſleachz Candido ard hie wife | appeare in the Shop. Led. Hiſt, hiſt, Licutenant Bots, how do'lt, man? Car. Whither are you ambling,Madam Horfleach? : F2 _ Herſ. C OCONE Rn P 'The Hone#! Fhore_, - = Horſ. About worldly profit,fir : how doe your Worſhips? Bors. We want tooles, Gentlemen, to farniſh the trade : they weare out day and night, they weare out till no mettle beeleft in their backez wee heare of two or three new Wenches are come vp with a- Carrier , and your old Goſhawke here is flying atthem. Lod. And faith, what fleth hane you at home ? _ Horſ. Ordinary Diſhes,by my troth, ſiveet men, there's few 'good ith Cittie; I am as well farniſht as any, and tho Ifay it, as well-cuſtom'd. | _ Bots, We haue meates of all ſorts 6f dreſfing'; we haue Rew'd meatfor your Frenchmen,pretty light picking meat for yoor Italian,and that which is rotten roaſted, for Dos Spaniards. ; Loa. Apoxon't. . Bots, We haue Poulterers ware for your ſiyect bloods, as sDoue,Chickin,Ducke,Te'ale,Woodcocke',and ſoforth : and Burchers meat forthe Cittizen: yet:Mattons fall very bad- this yeere. - Loa. Stay,is not that'my patient LinnenDraper yonder, and my fine yong ſmug Miltris,his wife > - Car. Sirra Grannatn , Ile gine thee for thy' fee twenty crownes, if thou canft but procure me the weating of yon veluet cap.. ſſ : Heſ: You'd weareanother thing beſides the cap. Yare a Wag- | : .. 'Bore, Twenty crownes? welll ſhare, and !le be your-pully todraw heron, . : Lod. Doo't preſently ; we'll ha ſome ſport. : Horſ:Wheele youabout,Gyeet men:doe you ſee;Ie chea- pen wares of the man,whileſt Bozs is doing with his wife. Loa. Too't: if we come into the {hop to doe you grace, wee'll-call you Madam.. \ Bors. Pox a your old face, gine it the badge of all ſcuruy faces, a Maſque. _ (and. What is't youlacke,Gentlewoman? Cambrickeor Laynes, or fine Hollands? Pray draw neere, I can ſell you a pepny-worth. Bots, A ed e10 V AAAAAAAA C A GNn A RETISET2S The Hopeſt Whore_, - Bots. Some Cambricke for my old Lady+ {=na. Cambricke ? youſhall, thepureſt thred in 2sllan; Led. and Car. Saue you, Signior Candide. ! Lod. How does my Noble Maſter ? how my faire Miſtris? - Cand. My Worthipfull good'Seruant, view it well, for/tis both fine and cuen. _ Car. Cry you mercy, Madam, ,tho mask'd, I thought it Thould be you by your man. Pray' Sigmior, ſhew her the beſt, for ſhe commonly deales for good ware. _ Cana. Then this ſhall fit her,this is for your Ladithip. Bots. A word,]I pray, thereis a waiting G-ntlewomon of my Ladies: hername is Ru92a, ſaies ſhe's your Kin{woman, and that you ſhould be one of her Aunts. Wife. One of her Aunts ? troth fir, I know her not.. _ _ Bors. If it pleaſe you to beſtow the poore labour of your legs at any time, Iill be your conuoy thither?. _ ſſ rwife. Tam a Snaile,fir, ſeldome leaue my- houſe, if't pleaſe her to viſit me, ſthe ſhall be welcome. Bots..Doe you heare? the naked troth. is: my Lady hath a.yong Knight, her ſonne, who loues you,y'are made,if you lay hold ypont : this Tewell he ſends you: * rife. Sir, I returne hisloue and Tewell with ſcorne ; let goe my-hand, or I ſhall call my hnsband, You are-an arrant Knaue. . - . Exit. Lod. W hat, will ſhedoe? - . 'Bots, Doe ? they ſhallall doe if Bors ſets ypon them once, - the was as if ſhe had profeſt thetrade, ſqueamilh art firſt, at laſtI ſhewed herthis. Iewellfaid, a Knight ſent it.her. Log.Is't gold, and right ſtones? | 5 Boxs, Copper, Copper, 1 goea fiſhing with theſe baites... Lod. She nibbled, but wad not ſwallow the hooke, becaule the Cunger-head her husband was by : bur ſhee bids the . Gentleman name any afternoone, and ſhe'll meet him ather - Garden houſe, which I knozy. Loa. Isthis no lie now ? Bors. Dam meif. , -Lod. Oh prethee ſtay there. . E:.T -3 - ES - BG['S:: : - The Honeſt whore.. Bots. The twenty crownes, ſir, Lod. Before he has his worke done ? but on my Kmghtly word, he ſhall pay'tthce. Enter Aſtolpho,Beraldo, Fontinell,and tho [riſþ Foetwan, Afo. Ithought thou hadſt beene gone into thine owne Country. Bry. No faat la, Icannot goe dis fonre or tree dayes - Ber. Looke thee yonders the ſhop, and that Sthe man himſelfe. For. Thou ſhalt but cheapen, and doe as we told thec to put a ieſt ypon him, to abule his pattences Bzy.I faat,l doubt my pate ſhall be knocked : but ſacrees fa me,for your thakes, I will runne to any Linnen Draperin hell, come preddy, FE Omnes. Saue you Gallants. Led. and Car. Oh, well met! Cand. You'll giue no more you ſay?I cannot take ite Horſ. Truly Ile gIUE NO-MOTE. __ Card. It muſt not fetch-it. What wud you hane, ſw ect Gentlemen? Affſts. Nay, here's the Cuſtomer. Exeunr Bots & Horſls Led. The Garden-houſe youſ: ay ? weell boult out your roguery- Card. I will but lay theſe parcels by—— My. men are all at Cuſtome-houſe vnloding Wares, it Cambricke youwud deale in, there's the befſt, all Xfillan cannot ſample it. - Lod. Doe you heare ? ? 1.2. 3+ Stoot, there came in 4- Gallants, ſare your wife is {lipt vp, and the 4. man Thold mMy life, 1s grafting your Wardentree. Card, Ha, ha, ha: you Gentlemen are full of Teft. If ſhe be vp, ſhe's gone ſome wares to ſhoyw, I haue aboueas oood wares as below. Led. Hane you aſo? Day thonw——_ Cand, Now Gentlemen,is't Cambricks ? Bry.1predeenow let me haue de beft wares. The Honeff Whore_, Cand, What's that he faies, pray'Gentlemen ? : Lod, Mary he faies we are like to haue the beſt wares. Canuds The beſt wares ? all are bad, yet wares doe good,. And like to Surgeons,let ſicke Kingdomes blood. Bry. Faat aDeuill prateſt tow ſo, a pox on dee, 1 preddee let me ſeeſome Hollen, to make Linnen fhirts, for feare my body be lowſie. _ Card. Indeed I vnderſtand no word he ſpeakes. Car. Mary, he faies, that atthe fiege in Holland there was much* bawdry vied among the Souldiers, tho they were lowſie. : ' f Caxd. It may be fo, that's likely,true indeed, In cuery garden, fir, does grow that weed. Bry. Pox on de gardens, and de weedes, and de fooles C?ZP dere, and declontes; heare? docſt make a Hobby-horſe of me. : Omnes. Oh fie, he has torne de Cambricke, Card. *Tisno matter. | - eAſee. It frets me to the ſoule. Card. So doeſt not me. My Cuſtomers doe oft for remnants call,. Theſe are two remnants now, no lofle at all. Butlet metell you, were my Seruants here, Tt would ha coſt more.—— Thanke you Gentlemen,. I vſe you well, pray know my ſhop agen. Exit. Gmmes. Ha, ha,hazcome,come,let's goe,let's goe. Excnnt. Enter Matheo(brane ) and Bellafront. Mat, How am Ifuited, Front? am I not gallant, ha? Bel. Yes, fir, you are ſuited well. Mat. Excecding paſſing well, and tothe time.. Bel. The Taylor has plaid his part with yous - Aat. AndI haueplaid a Gentlemans part with my Tay- lor, for Iowe him for the making of it. Be!. And why did you-ſo, fir? Aat, To keepethe faſhion; It's your onely faſhion now ofyour beſt ranke of Gallants, to make their Taylors Wafi_tc IOTy } v Y 4 hef Wo C AR R R T eat ei el h R g e2n - C. CT — ; 1 A R TIIR The Honeſt whore_-, \ for their money, neither were-it wiſcdome indeed'to pay them vponthe firſt edition of a new ſuite : for commonly the ſuite is owing for, whenthe lynings are worne ont, and there's no reaſon then, that the Taylor ſhould be paid be= - fore the Mercer. Bel.Is this the ſaite the Knight beftowed vpon you ? A7at. This is the ſuite, and I heed not ſhame to weare it, for better men then T would be glad to haue ſuites beſtow- edonthem.Itsagenerous fellow, —but— pox on him=we whoſePericranions are the very Limbecks and Stillitories of good wit,and flic hic, muſt drine liquor out of ſtale ga- ping Oyſters. Shallow Knjght, poore:Squire Timacbes : He make a wild Cataine of forty tuch.: hang him, .he's an Affſe, he's alwates ſober, . _ ;Bel. This'is your fanit to wound your friends ſtill. Mat. Noftaith, Front, Lodonico is a noble Slangonian : it's more rare to ſce him in a womans company, then for a Spa- niard to goe into Erglerd, and to challenge the Englith Fen- \Cers there.— One knockes,,- See— Lz fa, ſ6l.la, fa, la, _ruſtle in Silkes and Satins : there's muſique-in this; and a> Taffety Petticoate, it make-bothAlic hie,— Carzo. Emter Bellafront, after her Orlando like himfelfe, with ſſ fortre men after hin. Bel. Matheo?"tis:my Father. AMat. Ha, Father ? It's no matter, hee findes no tatterd Prodigals here. - Orl. Is not;the-doore good enough to hold your blue Coates ? away,Knaues. Weare not your cloathesthred-bare at knees for me ; beg Heanens bleſling, (not mine.) Oh cry your Worſhip mercy, fir, was ſomewhat bold to talke to this Gentlewoman,your wife here. >FE5 A1at. A poore Gentlewoman,fir. - Orl. Stand not,fir, baxe to me ;Tha read oft Thar Serpents who creepelow, belch ranker poiſon That winged Dragons doe; that flic aloft. Hat. 1t it offend you,fir 2 'tis for my pleaſure. 1 _Ort, D IN ETPEENIGEITNINY ſſſſſſſſſſſſ by. ” ket N N N d eCn e COINE ATn em m ESa Tize Haneſt' W%arc_;. - Orl, Your pleaſure be't,fir ; vmh is this'your: Þalacc l Bel. Yes, and our Kmgdome, for'tis our content, > - ” Orl. It'sa very poore Kingdomethen;-what; are all your Suabiects gone a Sheepe—ſhearmſſ? .nota Mald? not 2 Mai 12 notſo much as a Cat ?- you kecpc a*food houle. belike, jnf like one of your profeſſion; euery roome: with bare walls and a halfe-headed bed to vanlt vpon (as altyour bawdy- houſes are.) Pray whoareyourVpholſters? Oh,the Spi dc I fee, they beſtow hangings vpon you. Mar. Bawdy-houſe ? Zounds fit Bel. Oh ſfweet L]l/'m*aeo pcace. Vpon my knec I doe beſcech you,fir, notto arr ajgneme For ſinnes,which heauen I hope,long fince hath pardonec Thoſe flames (like hſſhtmnſſ fiaſhcs) areſoſpent, The heate no more r(mſſ:mcs,fſihſil where ſhips went, Or where birdscur the aire, the print zemainess Mat.Pox on him, kneele to 2 Dog# - Bel. She that's a Whore = Lincs gallant,fares well,is not(like mc) poore, I ha now as/{mall acquaintancewith that tinne, As if T had neuer knowne it ; thar, netier bin.- ® Orl, No acquaintance with it ? what maintaines thee then? how doettliue then? hasthy-husbandany Lands? any Rents comming in, any Stocke going, atiy Ploughs iogging, any Ships failing? hat'thou any: Wa*es to- turne, fo much astogeta fi nglc penny by ? yes, th6u-haſt Ware to ſell, Knanesare'thy Chapmen, and thy Shop is Hell. Aet.Doe you hearc, fir? Orl:So fir,l do heare, f ir,more of youthen you dreame Idos Mat. You fliea liette to0 iue,ſ Ir Orl. Why, {ir,to0 hie? Ffot. 1 ha fuffred your tongue, like a bard Cater tra, to runne all this while, and ha not ſtopt it. Ort- Wellfir, you talke like aGameſtcr. Aat: If you come to bark ather; becauſe ſhee's a poorc regue ; look you, here's a fine path fir, and there, therethe door _ - ct The Hopeft Beb.o Metheo? ) edn Aat. Your blue Coates ſtay for youlire. FHOYCAs | Hloue a good honeſt-roaring Boy; and fom—— Orzl. That's the Deuill.” - : us. - Mat, Sir,fir, le 'ha no- Tewes in my; houſe to thunder A. uaunt : ſhe ſhallline and be maintained, when -you, like a keg of muſty.Sturgeon,ſhall tinke. Where? in your Coffin, How ? be amuſty fellow, and lowhfie. : Orl, Iknow ſhe ſhall be maintained, but how ? ſhe like a Queane, thou like a Knane; ſhe like a Whore, thou like a Thicfe.: 07 - t- Mat. Theife? Zounds Thiefe? ' Bel, Good deareſt Mat.——— Father. Mat. Pox on you both, ile not be' braved : New Sattin - ſcornes to be put downe-with bare bawdy Veluet.Fhicfe? *Orl. I Thicfe, th'art a.Murtherer, a Cheater, a Whore- monger, a Pot-hunter, a Borrower, a Begger—— _ Bel, Deare Father. Mat. An old Aſſe,aDog. a Churle; a-Chuffe, an Vlurer, a Villaine, a Moth, a mangy Mule, with an 'old. veluet foot- cloth on his backe, fire.-: Bel. Oh me! - - Orl. Varlet, for this Ule hang thee, Mat.. Ha, ha, alas. : : - + Orl. Thoukeepeſt a.man of mine here,vnder my-noſe- Mar. V.nder thy beard. \ Orl. As arrant a {mell-{mocke, for an old Mutton-nwnger, as thy ſelfe, : Mat. No, as your ſelfe. _ 5 Rn | Ori. As arrant a purſe-taker as eter cride,Stand,yet a good fellow,I confeſle, and valiant, but he'li bringtheeto'th Gallowes;; you-both haue robd of late two poore Country Pedlers. : { : 2 Mat. How's this how's this* doeſt thou flie hie? rob Pedlers? beare witnes Front, rob Pcdlers? my. man and 1 a Thiefe? Bel. Oh, fir, no more. - Ort, A NN Lerme not ſellmy body to baſe men: The Honeſt Whore>, Oz!.I-Knaue, two Pedlers, hne Jand” crþ/is vp, Warrines are out, and I fhall fee thee climbe aTadder. - Mae. And come downe againeas wall as a' Bricklayer, or a'Tyler. How the vengeance knowes he thisÞ TfI be han- ged,[letell the people 1 married old Friſcabaldoes Daughter, Ye frifco:you; and your old earkas.' - D ITO __ Orl. Tellwhatthou canſt; if T ſtay here longer, l ſhall bee hang'd too, for being in thy company ; theretore;as>found you, Ileane you. : Ma?.” Kneele, andget money of him. - Orl. AKnaue and a Queane, a Thiefe and a Strumper, a, cpuple of Beggers, a brace of Baggages. Mar. Hang vpon bhim.'I, I, fir, fare you well; weare fo; follow cloſt— weare Beggers—in Sattin—to him. Bel. Is this your comfort, when ſo many* yecres You haleft mefrozen to death ? Ort. Freeze itill, ftarne ftill, _ 1. Bz7. Yes, ſo Iſhall; | muſt : I muſt and will. | JT If as you ſay I'm poore, relicue me then, - | ſſ You call me Strumper, Heauen Knowes T am fone} - Your cruelty may drive me to be one : _ < Let not that ſinne be yours, let notthe ſhame” Of common Whorelinelongerthen my names © : Thar cunning Bawd (Neceffity) nizhtand day;” @. Plots rovndoe me;drivethatHagaway, 7 Leſt being atloweſtebbez as now Tarhy - Iſinke for eucts Fy 00 HN - Orl: Lowelt ebbe; wihavebbe?” 95 3000 319 39 22 Bel. So poore, that (thoarotelf itbemy frame)» I amnot worth a dith to hold my meate ; Iamyet poorer, I want brea&to"eares\* Orl. It's not {eene by*your cheekesn 2 27 7n "MaxctthinkeThe hasreadadHomely retickle toth&oidy rofiie.-. 90n I Tir — ; 20 9383 7 HSNN Ort. Want bread #there's Satting bakethats 00 06 - Mate S'blood; make Paſtics of mycloathes®” 17 *7 - - — z G 2 Orb. =—_ RHA R E ed RATR i*s The Hone# Whore. :,Orl. Afaire newCloake, fteyy that ; anexcellent gilt Ra« ien- D . © : p, Mat. Will you catthat, fir? - , | — Orl.1conld feaſt ten good fellowes with thoſe Hangerss -: Mat. The pox you ſhall. Orl. T ſhalinot (rill thou beggelſt,) thinke thowart poore; And when thou beggeſt, Ilefeed rtheeat my doore, As Ifeed Dogs, (with bones) till then beg, Borrow, pawne,ſteale,and hang, turne Bawde. When thvart no Whore, my heart-ſtrings ſure VWouldcrack, were they ftrained more. Exit. Mat, This is your Father, your damn'd — confulion light vponallthe generation of you ; he can come bragging hither with 'foure white Hetrings ( at's taile) in»blue Coates without rocs intheir bellies, bat I may {tarne ercthe . gine me {o much asa cob. - ' Bel. What tell you me of this? alas. Maz, Goe trot after your Dad, doe you capitulate; Ile pawne'not for you, Ile notteale to. be hanged for ſach an hypocriticall cloſe common Harlot : away, you Dog - Brane yfaith ! Vds foot, Giue me ſomemeate. Bel, Yes, Sir. | E Tg Mar. Goodman flane,my man too, is gatlop'd to the De- uill athe Yother ſide.; Pacheco, Ne checo:you. Is this your Dads day?England (they fay) is the onely'hell for Horſes;and onely Paradiſe for Women: pray get youto that:Paradiſe, becauſe y'are called an Honeft phore; there they live none but honeſt whores with a pox : Mary here inour Citty, all our ſex are but foot-cloth Nags:theMaſterno ſoonerlights, but the man leapes into the faddle,r ) 51lt io 27 2 Emter Bcllafront: - Bel. Will you fit downeI pray,fir ? F£300 71 *t + M. Icould teare (byth:Lord)-his fleſh;/andieare /hfs midriffe in ſale, as T cate this : — muſt I choake —= my. Father Friſcabaldo, Iſhall make 4 pittifull Hop-louſe of :you'- Oriando,if you fall once into my fingers== Here's' tſiheaſaucz | _ 6: reſi Dn ONN IN NCOAIINNISN De olr - and. ie m - al - L——_ " | C A eC C CS | The Homftivhnre, | reſtmeat: T ha gotaſtoinacke with' chafings What Rogue ſhould tell him of thoſe two PedlersA plagie choake him, and gnaw: him to the bare bones ; comefill. - \_ bel. Thonſiweatelt with'very anger,good fweer vexnot, las,'tis no fault of mine. : ' _"Mar: Where didit buythis Mnrtton 7 Tacter ftbetrer rtbbes, - Bel. A neighbour ſent it me.rſi Enter Otlando. : \ Matr. Hah,neighbour?foh, my month {tinkes; you whore, doe you beg victuals for me ? 'Is this'Sattin donbler to bee bumbaſted with broken meat? Takes vp the ſtoole. Orl, What will you doe,ftr? | Mar.Beat out the braines ofa beggerly— Exit Bellafront. O#!. Beat out an Affes hcad of your owne ;'away, Miftris, Zovnds, doe but touch one haire of her, and Nleſoquilt yourcap with old Iron; that your coxcombe ſhall ake the worſe theſe ſeaen yceres for't : Does ſhelookelike a roaſted Rabber, that you muſt haue the head for the braines? Mar. Ha, ha : Goe out of my doores, you Rogue, away, foure markestrudge, | Orl, Foure markes ?no, fir, my twenty pound that you ha - made flic hie,and T am gone. N Mar. Muſt I be fed with_chippſſidgs 2yare beſt get a clap-. dith, and fay y*areProfor to fome Spittle-houſe. Where haſt thou beette, Pacheco? come hither my little Turky-. cocke. . _ : Ort. I cannot abide, fir, to ſee a woman wrong'd,not I. Mat. Sirra, here was my Father-in-law to day. Orl. Pifh, then pare fallof Crownes.” - Maz. Hang him, he would ha thruſt crownes vpon me, to haue falne in againe, but I ſcorne caſt-cloathes, or any mans old. | _ , - Orl. But mine : how did/he brooke that (fr?) Maz. Oh :fiwore like adozetiof drimken Tinkers ; at lalt. growing foule in words, he and'fonre of his men drew vp-- On,me, {1k« Gz Orl. Orl.In Four houſe?wud I had binbys.... - - ther-in-law,and then walkt likea Lion jn my grate. Or1. Oh Noble Maiter ! ; Hat, Sirra, he could telt me of the robbing tho tws Pedlers, and that warrants are out for vs both, - Orl.Good,fir, IHlikenot.thoſe crackers. . 2at. Crackhalter, wut ſetthy foot to mine ? Orl. How,ſir ? atdrinking. Aar. We'll puilthat old Crow my Father : xob thy Ma- - Rer« Tknow the houſe, thou-the ſeruants: the purchaſe is rich, the plotto get itecafie, the Dog will not part from a bone. Orl.Pluck't out of his: throat then : Ie ſnarle for one, if | this can bite.... Afate Say no more, ſay no more;old cole, mect me anon at thefigne of the Shipwracke. Orl. Yes, lir. .CMat. And Coft heare,man?—the Shipwracke.: Exir. - Orl. Thrart at the Shipwracke now,andlike a fwimmer. Bold (butvnexpert) with thoſe wanes doeſt play, Whoſe dalliance (whorelike) isto.caſtthee away. — - Emer Hipollito and Bellafront, Orl, And here's another Veſſell,(better fraught, But as ill man'd) her finking will be wraught, If reſcue come not : like a Manof warre Ile therefore braucly ont « ſomewhar Ne doe, And Hip. Your hand, Ile offer you faire plagſ : When firft We met !th Liſts together, you remember You werea common Rebell ; with one parlee I wonyou to comeihe Bel. You did. Hip. lletry If now Ican beate downe this Chaſtity Iturnd you honeft, now to turne you whore, By force of ftrong pcrſivalion? Bell. If you can, © I yeeld. : - Hy. Theallarm's ſtracke vp : Pm your marw Be/, A Woman glues defiance, HIP. Sits Bel. Beginne : *'Tisa brane battaile to encounter finne. Hip: You men thatare to fightin the ſame warre, To which I'm preſt,and pleade at the ſame barre, To winne a woman, if you-wud haue me ſpeed, Scndall your wiſhes - Bel. No doubt yare heard, proceede. Hip, To be a Harlot, that you ftand vpon, The very name's a charme to make you one.. Harlot wasa Dame of fo diuine And rauiſhing touch, that ſhe was Concubine | To an Englith King zherſiveet bewitching eye : SHRA 1 d Hm 32n - Did the Kings heart-ftrings in ſich loue-knots tyc,. - That euen the coyeſt was proud when the could heare Men fay,Bchold ; another Harlot there ; And after her all women that were faire Were Harlots call'd, asto this day ſome are : Befides her dalliance, ſhe fo well does mix,. Thatthe's in Latine call'd the Mererrix, Thus forthe name; for the profeſſion, this, - Who The Honeſt Whoye ,. Who liives in bondagelineslac'd,the chiefe blifſe This world below can yceld,isliberry : _ : And who (than whores) withlooſer wingsdare flie? As Iunoes proud bird ſpreads the faireſt taile, So does a Strumpet hoiſt the loftieft ſaile, _ She's no mansſlaue; (men are her ſlaues) hereye- * Moues nort on wheeles ſcrewd vp with Iealowſie: She (Horſt,or Coacht) does merry tourneys make, Free as the Sunne in his gilt Zodiake : - As brauely does ſhe ſhine, as faſt ſhe's driuen, But ſtaics not long in any houſe of Heanen : Bur ſhifts from Signe, to Signe, her amorous prizes ITES More rich being when ſhe's downe,then whenthe rizese In briefe, Gentlemen haunt them,Soldiers fight for them, - Feiwy men but know them, few or none abhorre them z - Thus (for ſport fake) ſpeake 1, as toa woman; W hom(as the worſt ground)I would turne to common x But you I would encloſefor mine owne bed; ct Bel. So ſhould a husband be diſhonoured. Hip. Diſhononred > nota whit ; to fall roone (Beſides your husband) isto fall to.none, For one no anmber is. , ſſ- Bel. Faith,ſhould you take | One in your bed, would:you that reckoning make? 'Tistime you ſound retreate. ct Hep. Say, haveT wornne, is the day ours ? - Bt. The battaile's but halfe done; 22 None but your ſelfe haue yer ſounded alarmes, 'Let vs {trike roo, cHe you diſhonour armes. Hip. If youcan winthe day, : The glorie's yours. _ | . Bel. To proue a woman ſhould not be a whore, When ſhe was made, ſhe hadone man,and no more, Yet ſhe was tied tolawes then, for (enenthan) 'Tis faid, ſhe was not made for men, but man.” Anon, tincreaſe earths brood, thelaw was yaried, Men C Nn HTN LICSTIINEGIEN —T = - = —===7 —_ S—f OCXT n—_— - —_— ____ - The Honeft Whore_. - Men Gould take many wines : and'thothey married * According tothat Act,yet*tisnotknowne, * ſſ Bur thatthoſe wines were onely tied toone- New Parliaments were fince : fſſc;r now one Woman Is ſhared betweene three hundred,nay ſhe'scommon':_ Common ?as ſpotted Leopards, whom for ſport Men hunt, to get the fleſh, but carenor for't. So ſpread they Nets of gold,andtunetheir Calls, To inchaunt lillywomen to takefalls : | Swearing they are Angels,(which that they may win) They'll hire the Deuill to.come with falſe Dice in, OhSirensſuttletunes 1 your ſelues you flatter, And our weake ſex betray, fo menloue water; It ſerues to waſh their hands, but: (being once foule) . The water downe ts powred, caft out of doores, - And enen of fachbaſe viedoe men make whores. A Harlot (like a Hen) more ſweetnes reapes, Topicke men one by one yp, then in heapes: Yet all feeds but confounding. Say you ſhould'taſte me, T ſerue but for the time, and when.the day 2n Of warreis done, am caſheerd out of pay: If like lame Soldiers Icould beg, that'sall, And there's luſts Rendez-vous,an Hoſpitall. a- . Whothen would be a mansflaue, a mans woman ? She's halfe ſtaru'd the firft day that feeds in Commons Hip. You ſhould nort feed ſo, burt with me alone. Bel. If T drinke poiſon by ſtealth, is't not all one? Is't not ranke poifon ſtill?with you alone ! Nay fay you ſpide a Curtezan, whoſe ſoftſide To touch, you'd ſeltyour birtheright for one Kiffe, Be rack'd, the's won, y are fated:what followesthis? Oh,then you curſethat Bawd thar toald you in, (The Night) youcurfe your luft, you loath the fin, Youloath her very.fight, and ere the day Ariſe, you riſe glad when y'are ſtolne away. Euen then when you-are drunke with all her ſweets, There's notrue pleaſure in a Stfumpets theeres, | ſi H W omeny X a {. C TN R P H ioy d C AP TATN | e Hoxefl Whores, Wemen,whom Luſt ſo proſtitutes to fale, Like Dancers vpon ropes;once iceneare ſtale, _ __ _ Hyp. Ifallthethreds of Harlots lyues are fpun, $o coorſe as you would. make them,tell me why Youſolong loued the trade Bel. Ifall the threds _ Of Harlots lyues be fine as you would makethem, Why dee not you perſwade your wife turne whore, And all Dames elſe to fall befere that-fin ? Like an ill husband (tho I knew the ſame, To be my vndoing) followed I chat game. Oh whenthe worke of Liſt had earn'd my bread, To taſte it,how I trembled, leſt.each bit, - Ere it went downe, ſhould choake me {chewing it?). * - My bedfeem'd like a Cabin hung in Hell, : The Bawde Hells Porter, and the lickoriſh wine The Pander ferch'd,was like an cafie Fine, For which,me thoughtI lca{'d away my ſoule, And oftentimes (cuenin my quailing boyle) Thus faidT to iny ſelfe, lama whore,. And haue drunke downe thus nuch confuſton more;. Hip. It is 3 commcn rule, and'tis moſt true, . | Two of one trade neuer loue ; no more doe you. Why areyou ſharpe 'gainit that you once profeſt ? Be/.'W hy doate you on that, which -you did once deteft 2 ſi I cannot (ſeeing the's wouen of ſuch bad tuffe) Set colours on.a Harlot baſe enongh. Nothing did make me,whenTloued them beſt, Toloath them morethen this : when in the ſtreer A faireyongmodeſt Damſell Idid meet, Sheſeen'dtoall aDoue (whenTpaſſ'd by), AndI(roall) a Rauen ;.cuery eye_ 1 That followed her, went with-a baſhfull glance | . At me, each bold and iecring countenance. Darted forth ſcorne : to her (as if ſhe had bin Some Tower vnvanquiſhed) would they vaile,. 'Gainſt me ſwolne Rumor hoiſted enery ſaile.. \ Shre.. Let Te \Nn -b< li B\X) The Homeſt WhorC2. | She(crown'd with renerendiprailes) paſſed by themn, I(tho with face maskt) couldnor fcape the hem, Eor (asif Healicn had fer firange markeson Whores, Becauſe they ſhould bepointing Kocksto man) Drettvp 1n ciuileſt ſhapea Curtizan 7: Tet her walke Saint-like, notelefle, ahd vnknowne, _— Yer ſhe's betraid by fome tricke of her owne.” - Were Harlots therefore wite, they*d be fold deare: For menaccount thcmgood but for one yeere : ſi ' Andthenlike Almanackes (whoſe Gztes are gone) They are throwne by, and no morelookt vpone - Who'le therefore backward fati, who will lanchforth In Seas ſo foule, for ventares to more worth ? : Luſts voiage hath (if not this courſe) this croſſe, _Buyne'r ſocheape, your Ware comes home with loſſe. W hat, ſhall Tſound retreat? the bartaile's dones Let the world judge which of vs two haue wons Hyp..1! —_ = Fel. You? nay thenas cowards doe in fighe,: —_ What by blowes cannot, ſhall be ſaued by tight,” - Exis, Hip- Flie to carths fixed Center : tothe Cayes - Of cuerlaſting horror, Ile purſte thee, h (Tho loaden with ſfinnes) enen to Hells brazen doqres. ' Thus wiſeſt menturne fooles, doting on whores, * * Exite Enter the Duke, Lodonico, and Orlando : «fter them Infelice, Carolo, Afftolfo, Beraldo, Fontinell, ſi Orl., Ibeſcech your Grace ({tho your eye be fo piercing) as, vnder a poore blue Coxte, to call out an honelt Father from an old Seraingman : yet good my Lord di{couernot the plot to any, bur onely this. Gentleman that is now to be an, - AQorin our enſuing Comedy. * | Duke. Thou haſtthy wiſh, Orlando, pafſe vnknowne, Sforſa {ha]l onely goe along with thee, ”” To ſee thar Warrant ſeruc% vponthy Sonne. :n Lod.To attach him vponfellony,for 2, Pedlers:ist not fo?. ; ſſ H2 Orls Knanes of mine ; he fleec'd the men before, andnow he pur- poſes to fleathe'Maſter. He will rob-me, his teeth waterto be nibbling at my gold,bur this ſhal hang him by'th gills,ril T pull him onſhore.. ; D 14et Dake. Away : ply youthe buſineſſe.-\. - - -: ” Orl. Thankes*to.your Grace : þut my good Lord, for my Daughter. : _ 4 Dwuke. You know whatT hane faid,. /' , Orl. And remember what T haue {worne z: She's more ho=. neſt, on my ſoule, then.one of the Turkes Wenches, watcht ct ' by a hundred Eunuches. Lod, So ſhe hadneed, for the Turkes make them whores./ Or. He's a Furke that makes anywoman # Whore, hee's' no true Chriſtian 'mſure. I commit-your Graces:: Duke. Infelice. : - - FarmonT Eed Tnfs. Here, fits. _ - Lod. . Signior Friſcabalds. - Or/. Frisking agen, Pacheco ? | : Lod. Vds ſo, Pacheco?-wee'll; have fome ſport- withthis . Warrant : *t1s to; apprehend .all ſuſpe&cd perſons in'the houſe: Beſides,there's oneBors a Pander, and 'one Madamn Horſleach a. Bawde, that haue-abus'd my friend, thoſe two Coneyes will we ferret into the purſenet. Or!. Let me alone for dabbing them o'th necke : come, Come.+ - _ | Lod. Doe ye heare,Gallants? meet me anon at-«Mathess. Ommes. Enough, Exennt Lodouico & Orlandos. Dwig. Tirold Fellow fings that note thou didfi before, ; . Onely his tunesare,that ſhe is no W hore, But that ſhe ſent his Letters and his gifts, Our of a Noble Triumph o're his Luit, To ſhew ſhe trampled his Aſaults in dufſt.. Jofe, *Tisa-good honeſt ſeruant, thar old mans. Dwke. 1 doubtnolefle. © : - Infe. And it may be my husband, Becauſe when once this woman was vnmascke, Orl. Right,'my Noble Knight z thoſe Pedlers; were tws Mth: y Watt a 7 Win---. ( fis the lan W Ne ,. The Honeft whore, Heleueld all her thoughts,and made them fit: Now he'd marre all agenzto try his wit. Dwke. It may beſo too, for toturne a Harlot Honeft, it mutt be by ſtrong Antidots, 'Tisrare, asto-ſce Panthers change their ſpots. And when ſhe's once a Starre (fixed) and thinesbright,. Tho 'twere impicty then to.dim herlight, " Becauſe we ſee {uch Tapers ſeldome burne, Yet 'tis the pride and glory of fome: men, Tochange her to a.blazing Starre agen, And it may be, Hipollifodoes no more. It cannot be, but yare acquainced all With that ſame madneffe of our Sonne-in-law, ""That dotes {o on a Curtizan. Omnes. Yes,my Lord- Car. All the City thinkeshe's a Whoremonger. Aſt. Yet I warrant, he'll {weare,no man markes hims- Ber. Tis like ſo, for when a man goes a wenching, is asif he had a ſtrong ftincking breath, enery one ſmells him our, yet he feeles it not, thoit berancker thenthe Hyeat of ſix- teene Bearewarders. | Dake, 1 doubt then you haue all thoſe ſtinking breaths, You might beall ſmelt out. {ar. Troth my Lord, Ithinkewe.are all as you ha binin. your youth when you went a Maying, we all loueto heare. the Cuckoo fing vpon other mens Trees. Duke. If's well yet you confelle ; but Girle, thy bed- Shall not be parted with a Curtizan=— *ris ſtrange, . No frowne of mine, no frowne of the poore Lady, :(My abnſed child, his wife)no'icarcof fame,. Of Honor,Heauen or Hell; no not that name Of Common Strumpet, can-affrighr, or wod- Him'to abandonher;the Harlot doesvndoe him; : She has bewitched him, robd him of his ſhape,../ Turnd-him'mto abeaſt, his reaſon'sloſt;.' /7 7 You ſec he lookes wild, does henot? Car. 1 hanoted new Moones In's face,my Lord; all fullofchange. - _ - Dakg. He'sno more like vnto Hipeliits, Then dead menare to lining— neuer fleepes, Or if he doe, it's dreaimes ; and inthoſe dreames - His armes worke,—and then cries==Sweet==what's her Name, what's the drabsname 2 - = 26 7 29 | Aſt. 1n troth, my Lord, I know nor, Iknow no drabs, not I. ' *' : Doke. Oh, Belafront —— And catching her faſt cries, My Beflafront.. - - Car. Adrench that'sable to kill a Horſe, cannor kill-this diſcaſe of Smock-imelling, my Lord, if it haue 'once caten. deepes | : , Drkg, Ne try all Phiſicke, and this Med'cine firſt : T haue direted Warrants {trong and peremptory -: _ (To purge our Citty Afilan, aud to cure the outward' Parts,the Suburbes) forthe attaching Ofall thoſe women, who'(like gold) want waight, - Cuties (like Ships) ſhould haucno idle fraighr. Car. No;my Lord.and light wenches are no idle fraight, But what's your Graces reach in this? -: . Dake. This(Carole.) If ſhe whom-my Sondeates on, Be in that Maſter-booke enrold, he'll ſhame Euer Capproach one of ſuchnoted name» - Car. But fay ſhe bdenot ?- Dake. Yet on Harlots heads New Lawes ſhall fall fo heauy, and ſuch blowes ſhall Giuetothoſe that haunt them, that Hipolizo - * » . (Ifnot for feare of Law) for loue to her, ' Tfhe loue truely, ſhall her bed forbeare.:. 5 Car, Attach all the light heeles *th Citty,and clap em vſi? - why,my Lord ? you diue into a Well vnſearchable :all-the W hores within the walls,& without the walls? Iwould not be he ſhould meddle withthem for ten ſuch- Dukedomes; the Army that youſpeake on, isable. to fill all the priſons withinthis Citty, and to leaue not a drinking roome-in any Taucrne beſides. , 7 , — Doke« A NNNN ” þ hl N —CCCrenrnrruCCCCCCCII_Y The Howefl whove_, Duke. Thoſe onely ſhall be caught that are of note, Harlets in each ſtreet floy : / The fith being thus i'thner, our ſelfe will ſit, And withteye molt ſeuere diſpoſe of it, —come,Girle. Car. Araigne the poore W hore. - . Aft. Ule not miſle that Seſſions, Fent. Nor T. Ber. Nor1, Thol1 hold vp my hand.there my ſelfe. - Exenms. : Enter Matheo, Orlando, and Lodonico, __ #Aat.Let who will come (my Noble Shauileir) I can but play the kind Hoaſt,and bid vm welcome. Led. Welltrouble your houſe ( Mathzo)but as Dutchmen - doe in Taucrnes (drinke,be merry,and be gone.) * Orl.Indecd if you be right Dygchmen,if you fall rodrink» ing, you mult be gone, 4 Mar. The worit is, my wife isnot at home ; but we'll flie hie (my generous Knight) forall that : there's no Muſike whena woman is inthe confort. h Or/.No, for ſhe's like a paire of Yarginals, . Alwaies-with Iackes at her tailes. Enter Aſtolfo,Carolo, Beraldo; Fontinelk. © Lod. See, the Couy is ſprung. ' _ Ommes. Saue you Gallants. Atat. Happily encounterd, weet bloods, Lod. Geatlemen, you all know Signier Caxdido, the Linnen Draper, he that's more patient then-a browne Baker; vpon theday when he heates his Ouen,'and -has forty- Scolds-a- hout hims - Ownes. Yes, weknow him all, what of tiim?” Lod. Wud it not bea gocd fit of mirth,to make a piece of Englith cloth of him, and to ſtretch him onthe Tainters, rill the threds of his owne naturall humor cracke,' by*ma- king him drinke healths, Tobacco,dance;ſing bawdy ſongs, - orto runany biasagcorgling as we thinke-goodto caſtſſ}gm? __ 7 The Hopeft Whoye _5, Car« 'Twere.a Morris dance worth the ſeeings : Aft. But the old Fox is {o crafty;we ſhall hardly hune oue -oF his den. R s IEEELZ 7 2 f Mat. Tothattraine Thagiuen firealready ; and the hook to draw him hither, is to ſce certaine pieces of Lawne, which I told him I haueto ſell, and indeed haue fch : ferchh them downe, Pachecs. | ; ' Ort. Yes,fir, Pm your Water-ſ{j panniell, and will fetchany thing : but Ile fetch one diſh of meat anon, ſhal turne your ſtomacke, and that's a Conſtable., : Exit. Emter Bots vſhering' Miftris Horfleach. Omnes. How now ? how now ? Car. WhatGally-foift is this ? Lod.Peace, two dithes of ſtew'd prunes, 2 Bawdeand 4 Pander. My worthy Lieutenant Bozs; why,now I ſee thart a man of thy word, welcome; welcome Miftris Horfleack : Pray Gentlemen, ſalute this reuerend Matron. 'ſi Horſ. Thankes to all your Worſhips. | Lod. T badea Drawer ſend in wine too : did none come along withthee (Grannam) but the Lieutenane? Horſ. None came along withme but Bots, ifitlike your Worſhip. Botr, W hothe pox ſhould come along withyou but Bote? Enter two Uintwers. Omnes. Oh brave {march faire. Led.Arc youcome? that's well.. - . Mat. Here's Ordnanceable tofacke a Citty. _Z84, Come, repeat, readthis Pemteory.” - 2 T. Vint. Imprimis, a pottle of Greeke wine, a pottle of Peter {a meene, a'pottle -of Charnico, and a pottle of Zi- ALUICA. : ſi Led. Yarepaid? l 2. Vint. Yes Sir. Exennt Vintners. Atas.So ſhall ſome of vys beanon, I feare. | Bots, Here's a hot day towards ; hut zounds, this is the | life =>. = bleyy Mewun, wih A l ſ Jſi] : bf l Kd - The Hone# Whore_>; life out of which a Soldier ſucks ſweetneſſe, whet this'Ar< tillery goes off roundly,ſome muſt drap to the ground:Can- non, Demy-cannen, Saker,and Baſalisk: : Led. Giue fire, Lieutenants Bots.. $o, ſo: Muft I venturefirſt vponthe breach ® to you all;Gallants+ Bors ſets ypon.you all. Omnes. Its hard (Bors) -if we pepper not you, as well as _ you pepper VS. = ; Enter Candido. Lod. My noble Linnen Draper! Some wine:: Welcome o1d Lad. : , ' AMat. Yare welcome, Signtors (ard. Theſe Lawnes,fir? » Atat. Preſently, my man is gone for them : we ha rigged 2 Fleer, you ſee here, to faile about the world. Cand. A dangerous Voyage,ſfailingin ſuch Ships, Bors. There's no caſting oner boord yete | Led. Becauſe you are an old Lady, 1 will haue you be ac- quainted withthis graue-Cittizen, /pray” beftorw :your lips vpon him, and/bidhim welcome. 25 dn Horſc Any Cittizen ſhall be moſt welcomerto me; =—T hane vied to buy ware at your ſhop» * * : Card. It may be ſo, good Madam- Horf. Your Prentices Know my dealings well ; T truſt your good wife be in goodcaſe.: iF it pleaſe you, beare her a token from my lips, by word of mouth. Cand: Tpray no more forfooth, "tis very well, mdecd I lone no fweet meats : —= Stras a breath ſtinkes wotſle then fifty Polecats. Sir,a word, 1s ſheaLady? ſſ Led. A woman of a good houſe, and an anclent, ſhecſſ% 2 Bawde. : Gard, A Bawde? Sir, Ile fteale hence, and fee your Lawnes ſome other time. Mat. Steale-ont of ſuch company ? Pacheco? my mMan- 18 but gone for em : Licutcnant Bots, drinketo this worthy old fllow, and teach him to flic hic. | - T. Omnes ſſ The H oneft FAore.I Onines. Swaggeriand make him doo't on his knees, Cand, How,Bats? now blefſe me, what docl with Pozs.? ,* ro wine in ſooth, no wine,good Maſter Bots.. _ : ( - Bots, Gray-bcard, Goats pizzle : *tis a health, haue this — l : your guts,or this,there : 1 will fing a baſſ,wdy {ong, fir, be- caufe your vergis face is melancholly, to make liquor goe downe glib: will you, fall on your maribones,and pledge this health, *tisto my Miſtris, a whore 2 - Cand. Here's Ratsbane vpon Ratsbane : Malter Betz, I prays fir, pardoame : yonarea Soldier, prefſe me not to this . {eruiee, Iam old, and ſhoot not in ſuch pot-gunnes. j Bots, Cap, lle teach you. » | Cazd. To drinke healths, is to drinke fickneſle 5 Gentle- ) men, pray reſcue me« * ſi' ' ( ; . Bots. Zounds, who dare ? | - $ Ownes. We ſhall ha ttabbing then ? — C-4. Thareckonings to caſt vp, good Malter Bots. Bozs. This will make you caſt em vp better. Loa. Why does your hand ſhakefo?. C4»4. The palfie, Signiors, dancethin my blood. z Bets. >Pipe with a pox; fir, then, or Ile make your blood 2 CANCE mm—n—__ ' Cavd. Hold, hold, good Maſter Bots, I drinke« Omrnes. Towhom? - 4 - - Cara. To the old Counteſſe there. ct_ 2 þ Horſ. To me,old Boy ?this is he that neuer drunke wine:. once agen too't. _ " Card, With much adoe the poiſon is got downe, ſi Thol can fcarceget vp; neucrbefore DrankeIa whores hcalth, nor will neuer more. o©an —— CT ,. - . Emer Orlando wth Lawnes. : ' b . Mat, Haſt binat Gallowes ?-: Orl. Yes,fir, for T make account to ſuffer todays A1at. Looke, Signior; here's the Commodity« Cand, Your price ?- H Afs Thlls ® . | W. — - : Card - | 16 » &- DICCTOUNE ag The Honeft twhove.u, Cand, No i too deare : thus, Mat.No: Ofic, you muſt flic highers yet take em homs, trifles ſhall not make vs quarrell, welll agree, you ſhall haue them, and a penniworth, Ile fetch money at your ſhop. Card, Be it {o, good Signier, ſend megoing. Mat. Going ? a deepe bowleof wine for Signior Candids. Orl. He wud be going. _. | ſſſſ Cand. Nle rather ftay,then goe ſo : ſfiop your Bowles Evter Conſtable and Bilmen, _ Lod, How now ? | ſi Bots, Is't Shrouc-tneſday, that theſe Ghoſts walkes Hat, What's your bnlinefſe, Sir? Coxſt, From the Duke : you are the- man wee looke for, Sigzier, T have Warrant here from the Duke, to apprehend you ypon fellony for robbing two Pedlers ; 1Icharge you 1th Dakes name goe quickly. A Isthe windeturn'd? well : this isthat old Wolfe, my Father-in-law: ſceke our your Miftris,Sirra. Or!, Yes,vit : as thafts by piccing are madeſtrong, So ſhall thy life be ſtraightned by this wrong+ Exit, Orzes. 1n troth weare ſorry, Atat. Brane men mult bee croft, piſh, it's but Fortunes ainſtmne : Come,fir, pray vie melike a Gen- &= : 3 — X 3 !'*arz 31 hrough t F - o leman, let me not de carried through the ſtreets like a Pa- gcant. Feant. A ESoat.: C - AN R Conſe, If theſe Gentlemen picates l _ | | S. WIEI COEIN 5 Oaik C. Omnes. Bee't ſc: come. - f*Y o ſict'ſſſi,- S = "g Conft, What areyon, fir? Bots, Ihr ? {ometimes a fgure, ſometimesa cipher,as the Starc has occalionto caſt vp heraccounts : F'm a.Soldier. Conſt, Your name is Bots, is'tnot ? | | Bots. Pots iS my name, Bors is knowneto this Company. Conff, IEnow you are,Sir ; what's ſhe ? Bzts, A Gentlewoman, my Mothers .. - " Conffe Take em bothalong, © | —— — TY ' Bots TiztHamfiWborua Botss }uc?sſſrr. N oams \,ſſlelmm And Sirrrs - 3 ” R OOs 7Conſt. Ifhe ſwagger, taiſe the ſtxeek. C © *Bors.” Genlemen, Gehtlemen,whitherwill Fott dragvs3 : Lod, Torthe. Garden houſe. Bors, are we enen with you? ' Cmſlct To Bridewell with eme Bors, You will anſer this. Exennt. Conft. Better thena: challenoe,l hauve watrant for my worke, {ir. ; ; Lod. Weell goebefore. * - * Exennt.. Conſft. Pray doe. Who, Srgnicr Candids ? a Cittizen of your degree conſorted - thus and reu telling in ſucha houſe? Cand, Why, fir? what houſe I pray? Conſt. Lewd, anddcfamed. Card. TSt ſo >thankes,fir : I'm gone. | Conſt. What have you there ? Cand. Lawnes which I bought, ſir, oF the Gentleman that keepes the houſe. Conft, AndT haue warrant here, to ſearch for ſuch ſtolne : _ſi_'ſſWare theſe Lawnes arcfi:olnc-\ ſſ (ard. Indeed }: * Conft. Sohe's the Thiefe, you the Receluer:'m ſorry for this chanee, T'muſt commit you. Cand, Me fir, for what? Conſt. T heſe Goodsare found ypon you, and you muſt anfiyer't. {and, Mulit I ſo? (o»f. Moſt certaine.. Card. Ile ſend for Bayle. ' : (51]þ. 1 dare not : yet becatiſe you area Cittizenof worth, you ſhall not be made a Pomtmg ſtocke, but without Guard paſſe onely with,my ſelfe.' Cand.. ToBridewell too? Conft No remedy; *** ” T. Cand. Yes, patience:being not mad they had mee once to Bedlam, Now C B N Rn aRSLo 4 Pes H ” N « : f R a6hes l H C eR l hbugk _ . C ed 1 Lozthue _ - ; : WA s » 3 B — M o n Fhomomfubores© - NowTn drawnetoBridewell, loning no'Whores,* *: _Confls You will buy Lawne ?— - 'Exennt. * Enteratone da\oſir{vHcti.ſiPOſilſifOi4*'4"0'57"3Ldadffico:ctſiſtbſſoſſ . - Carolo, Beraldo, Fontinell. _ Lod. Yonder's the Lord Hipoiito, by any meanes leaue him and:metogerther ; Now will Itarne himto a Madman, Ownes. Saue you,my Lorde : Exenunt. Led: Þha ttrange newes to tell yous Hip.: Wrhat-are they ? Lod. Your Mare's Ith pound- Hip. How's this? - ſi Lod. Your Nightingale is ina Limebuſhs - Hipo I{ci ? Led. Your Puritanicall Honeft phore ſits in a blue gowne, Hip. Blue Gowne } 2 Zod. Shell chalke out your way to, her now : the beats chalke. —= ,, Hip. Where, who dates? ,. Nn Lod. Doeyou know the Bricke-houſe of Caltigation, by -.the Riner'fide that runnes by AMillas : the Schoole where they pronounce no letter well but O? - l Hip, 1 know isnot, | - Lod. Any manthat has borne Oifice of Conſtable;or any woman that has falte from a Horſe-load to a Cart-load, or like an old Hen thathas had none' but 'rotten egges in her " neſt, can dire&youto her: thereyou ſhall ſee your Pancke amoneſt her'back-fricnds, there you may hane her at your - : will, for there ſhe beafes Chalke,or orindes tn the Mill, with - a whip deedle;deedle, deedle, deedie; ah little monkey» Hip. What Rogue urſtferue that Warrant, knowing T. «. Joued her ? : Led. Soie Worſhipfull Raſcall;Llay my life, Hip. lle beat the Lodgings downe about their Eares , 'That are her Keepers- | :nE ſſMZ: thſi' "OvY ?ſſxſſſſ; Bow icarce drawn to't %1 2 ct' Wſſ: ſiM 1 {Like to twelne filuct Arrowes) all the Moneths, The Houle is like a very Schoole of Arts, - 4 - AsSother priſons are, (ſome forthe Thicfe, - But pregnant teſtimony forth muſt ſtarid, C C C EED OO | Tye Howeft Wheye_5c Since 1600, Soldiers went aboord : ſſ Here Prouidence and Charity play ſach parts, For when our Soldiers {like Ships drinen from Sea,. With ribs all broken,and with tatterd ſides,) Caſt anchor here agen, their ragged backes How often doe wecouer ? that (like men) They may be ſent totheir owne Homes agen. All here are but oneſwarme of Bees,and {trine ' To bring with wearied thighs honey tothe Hine.. The ſturdy Begger, andthelazy Lowne,' Gets here hard hands,orlac'd Correcions. | The Vagabond growes ſtay'd,and learnesto'bey, The Drone is beaten well, and ſenr away v » R d P ON NT Some, by which vndone Credit gets reliefe From bridled Debtors; others forthe poore) Sothis is for the Bawd,the Rogue,and W hore. (ar- An excellent Tecme of Horſes L. after. Nor 1s it ſeene, That the whip drawes blood here, to coole the Spleehe Ofany ragged Bencher : nor does offence | Feele ſmart, or ſpitefull, or raſh cuidence : Ere luſtice leaue them in the Beadles hand, As Iron, onthe Anwll are they laid, Not to take blowes alone, but to be made And faſhioned to ſome Charitable vſe. bDſiſictſi Thus wholſom'ſt Lawes ſpring from the work aduſe. Enter Orlando befire Bellafronts. Bel, Let mercy toachyour heart-ſtrings (gracious Lord) That it may ſound like mufike in the care Ofa mandeſp erate, (being ith hands of Layw.) Dake. His name? - B@la_ WBZBNG & _ The Honeft whore.2, | "Doke. For 4 robbery?whereis ſhe? ;ctctctm Bel. & oue of ther Bel. Inthis Houſf.. ct Dwke. Fetch you-him hith ſirct-ct—v—- n Ts this the Party © : - - Orl. This is the Hen -m Io*ctd that the C Lord ycoctſinbect))om *\oq ne- m-zawſi' would c : " rread. : Duke. Are your twaSeruants rczſid y? Or!. My two Pedlers are ſſſſi"iiſiſil\ 'd together,my;good Lord. Duke.”Tis well: thisday in Indgement ſhallbe ſpent, Vice(like a wound lannc'd) mends o} puniſhmene. T1sfs. Tet me be gone, my Lord;or ſtandivnſcenes! 'Tis rare when a Iudſſe fi:rzMs and that nonedye, And*tis vnfitthen, women ſhomd be.by. I. Xafter.Wee It place you, Lady,in ſome priuat roome. T#fe. Pray doe ſo. Exits - - Orl, Thus nice Dames ſweare,it is vnfit their eyes Sould view men caru'd vp for Anatomies, ; Yert they'll ſee all, ſo they may ftand vnſeene; E- Many women ſure wfll ſſiſi—me dehind a-Skreene. - AMafters of Brſid@mEct, Erzter Lodoſiucoct Zed.Your Sonne (the Lord Hipolitto ) is entred. Dake, Tell him wewiſh his pr eſence. A word Star/&- On 'L hat wings flew he hither? :d.T Hcſ Itold }umm—- his Larke w]ctoml 1e loned, was a Bridewell Bſird he's mad that this Cageſhould ho! d ker, -ſi::di :s come tolet herout. : Dake, Tis excellent;away,goe call him hither, ſi,-ſſ,ſict,ſſod ter one of the Gopernonrs of the- Honſe, Bllafront after hins mtiv Matheo, after bins the C on_/?m*}/e. Enter at anather deore;Lodouico and Hipollito : Orlando feps forth and brm_gs in two Pedlers. Duke. Yonare tovsa ſtranger (worthy Lord ) *F1s fi:zſſancc to ſee you kere, _ 7 - =. —1 3 y—- —A 2 y A Ith 07 h - ' TheHonefwhare”; _ Hy. Itis moſt fir, That where the Sanne goes, Arromyer follow it. Drks. Attomyes neither thape,nor honour beate: -Be you your felte; a Sunne-beame to ſhine cleare. Is this the Gentleman? Stand forth & heare your accuſations Aat. Ie heare none : I flie hiein that: rather then Kites ſhall ſeize vpon me,and picke out mine eyes to my face, Ile ' ſtrike my tallons thorow mine owne heart firſt, and ſpit my bloodn theirs ; Iam here for ſhriuing thoſe two fooles of their ſinfull packe : when thoſe Iack-dawes hane cawde 0- uer me, then muſt I cry guilty, or not guilty; the Law has . workeenoughalready, and therefore le put no worke of mine into his hands, the Hangman ſhall ha't firſt,T cid pluck thoſe Ganders,did rob them. Duke. *Fis well done to confelle. Aat. Confefle and be hanged, and then Tflte hie, i&t net {o? that for that a gallowes is the worſt rub that-a good Bowler-can meet with: Iſtumbled againſt fuch a polt, elic .this night I had plajd the part of atrue Sonne in thele daies, vadone my Father-in-law, withhim wud Iha run at leape- frogge, and come ouer hisgold, rhoT had broke his necke for't: but the poore Salmon Trout is now.in the Net, Hip. And now the Law muſt teach you rofiic hie» Aat. Right,my Lord,and then may you fliie low;no more words,a Mouſe, Mum,you areſtop'd. . - | Bel. Be good to my-poore hasband,deare my Lords. A1ze. Affſe, why ſhouldſt thou pray them to be good t6 me, when no man hereis good to one another ? Dwbe. Did any hand worke in this theft buryours? Mat. O, yes, my Lord, yes : - the Hangman has nener one Soune at a birth, his Children alwaics come by couples: Tho I cannot giuc the old dos, my Fathcr, a bone to gnaw, the Daughter ſhall bee {are of aChoke-pearc, —Yes, my Lord, there was one morethat fiddied my fine Pedlers, and that was my Wites . Bel. Alas,I? . Orl. O eucrlaſting, ſupernaturall ſuper} ative Villaine ! = Omues ,_:ſſmct_ſſſſſiſſſſctſi-ſi;ſif.ſi,WſiTſſ.ſſWctW The Honeft Whore_y Omnes. Your wife;,Matheo ? Hip. Sure it cannot be. MHat. Oh,Sir, youloue no quarters of Mutton that hang _ Yp, youloue none but whole Mutton ſhe ſet therobbery, L pertorm'd it;ſhe ſpur'd.me on,1 gallop'd away. Orl.” My Lords. . : Bel. My Lords,(fellow gine me ſpeach) ifmy poore life may ranſome thine, I yceldit tothe Law, Thou hurt'ſt thy ſoule(yet wipeſt off no offence) By caſting'blots vpon my Innocence : Let not theſe {pare me,but tell truth : no,ſce Who lips his necke out of the miſery, Thonor out of the miſchiefe : let thy Seruant That ſhared in this baſe A, accuſe me here, Why ſhould my Husband periſh,he goeclcare ? Orl. A god CMld, hang thine owne Father. Datg. Old fellow,was thy hand in roo? ' . Orl. My hand was in the Pye, my Lord, I confeſſe it : my Miſtris I ſee,will bring meto the Gallowes,and ſoleane me; but llenot leaue her ſo:1 had rather hang ina womans-com= Pany,then ina mans;becauſcit weſhould goto hell together, Iſhould ſcarcebe letten in, for all the Dcuils are afraid to haueany women come amonglt them, as Iam true Thicfe, Meneither conſented to this fellony, nor knew of it. Dotg. W hat fury prompts thee on to kill thy wife 3 Aat. It's my humor, Sir, *tis a fooliſh Bag-pipe that I make my ſelfe merry with : why ſhould I cate hempe-ſeed 2 the Hangmans thirteene-pence halfe-penny Ordinary, and havethis whore laugh at me as I \wing,as Itotter ? Diwke. Ts ſhea Whore ? Aat. Afixe-penny Mutton Paſty,for any to cut vps Orl. Ah, Toad, Toad, Toad. | _ Aat, A Barbers Citterne for euery Seruingman to play, ypon, that Lord,your Sonne, knowesIt. ” Hep. I,fir, am I her Bawdthen? - Afar. No,ſir, but ſhe's your Whore then, Orl. YeaSpider, dock catch at great Flics ? C eS. RNNN and a Thicfe did I turne, mins owne men are the Pedlers,my The Honeht Whare!, Hip. My Whore? | Hat. 1cannot talke, fir, and tell of your Rems, and yoar \ rees, and lyour whirligigs, and deuices : but, my Lord, I found em likeSparrowes in one neſt, billing together, and bulling of me, I tooke em in bed, was ready to kill him was vp toitab her | Hip. Cloze thy ranke Iawes:pardon me,lam vexed, Thou arta Villaine, a malicious Deuill, ſſ Deepe as the place wherethou artloſt, thou lyeſty SinceI am thus far got into this ſtorme, . Tle thorow,and thou ſhalt ſee Ile thorow vntoucht, Whenthou ſhalt periſh in it. Enter Infzlicc. Tafe. *Tis my cue , , . To enter now: roome,let my Prize be plaid, P - e—A C eLN Tha lurk'd in Cloudes, yet heard what all haue faid, What Inry more can proue, ſhe has wrong'd my bed, _ : Then her owne husband, ſhe muſt be puntthed; | _g Ichallenge Law, my Lord, Letters,and'Gold,and Iewels : From my Lord that woman tooke. : Hip. Againſt that blacke-mouthed Deuill, againſt Letrers, and Gold, And againſt a icalous Wife Idoe vphold, Thus farre her repuration, Iconld fooner Shake the Appenine, and crumble Rockesto duft, | Then (tho ſones ſhowre rayned downe) temptHher to kaſt. 1 Bel, W hat ſhall I fay? | : ' { : Hee diſconers himſelfe. . { Orl. Say thou art not a- Whore, and that's more thex 5 fiftcene women (amonglt five hundred) dare fiycare with- l our lying: this ſhalt thon ſay, no let mee fay't forthee ; thy Husband's aKnane, this Lord's an honeft Man ; thou artno _ L Puncke;this Lady's a right Tady. Pachecois aThicte' as his : Maiter is, but old Orlards is as trne aman as thy Father 1s + : I ha ſecne.you flic hie,fir,8 I ha leene yonfe low;fir,andto l keepe you from the.Gallowes, fir, a blueCoat hauel worne, - / K2 : * EWcnty B: 1 The Honeftwhove.s, * - twenty pound did flic hic, fir, your wines Gowne did flie low, fir: whither flie'your now, fir? you ha ſcap'd the Gal- lowes, tothe Deuill you lienext, {ir. AmTright, my Liege? Dake. Your Father has the true Phiſicion plaid. Aat. And I am now his Patient.. Hip. And beſo ſtill, *tisa good figne wherr our cheekes bluſh ar ill. ' : Conf?, The Linnen Draper {Siguior Candide) He whom the Citty tearmes thePatient man, Is likewiſe here for buying of thoſe Lawne: Wek _ ThePedlersloſts Infe. Alas good (andido. ſſ Exit. Conſtables Dake. Fetch him : and when theſe payments vp arecaft, _ Weighourt your light Gold, butlet's haue theml! att. Enter Candido, axd Conſtablt. Duke. InBridewell, Candido? Cand, Yes, my good Lord, Dwze. W hat make you here >- (a8d, My Lord, what make you here? Dake. I'm hereto ſaue right,and to drine wrong hence, (d. AndT to beare wrong here with patiencc. D#ke. You ha bought ſtolne Goods.. . Cand. Sothey doe ſay, my Lord, Yet boaght I them vpon a Gentlemans word,, AndI maginenow, asT thought then, That there be Theeues, but no Theeues Gentlemen, Hwp. Your Credit's crack*d being here. Cara. No more then Gold - Being crack'd which does hiseſtimation hold. I was in Bedlam once, but was I mad? They made me pledge Whores healths, but amT bad, .Becauſe 'm with bad people? | | Dwake. Well, ftand by, _ Ifyou take wrong, weell cure the iniurry: b \ A em eA s.< OY wore m IN NGEINE The Honeft Whaore.3; Enter Conftable, after them Bots, «fter bim tws Bea dlþ;ct' ” o with Hemype, the other with @ Beeile. Dawke. Stay,ftay, what's he? apriſoner? {onft. Yes, my Lord, Hip. He ſeemes aSoldier ? | Bots. I am what Iſceme,Sir,one of Fortnnes Baſtards, s Soldier, and a Gentleman,: and am brought in here with Maſter Conſtables band of Bilmen, becaule they face mee downe that Lline (like thoſe that keepe Bowling-alleyes) by the ſinnes of the people, in being a Squire of the. body.. Hip. Oh, an Apple-{quire. Bots, Yes,fir, that degree of ſcnruy Squiers, and that Tam-- maintained by the beſt part that is commonly 1na womany, by the worſt players of thoſe parts, but Iam knowne to all this company. ' Lod. My Lord, 'tis true, we all know him, 'tis Lieatenanr Bots. " Dakz. Bots, and where hayou ſerued, Bots ? | Bozs. In moſt of your hotteſt Seruices in the Low-conn- tries; atthe Groyne I waswounded in this thigh, and halted yport, but 'tis now ſound, In Clexcland I mift bur little, hauing the bridge of my.noſe broken downe with two great ſtones, as I was ſcaling a Fort : I ha beene tryed, Sir,, too,in Gelderland,and ſcap'd hardly there from being blown vp ata Breach: I was hred, and lay Ith Surgeons hands, for't, till thef:ll of the leafe following. Hip. All this may be, and yet you no Soldicr: Bets, No Soldier, fir > Thope theſe areScruicesthat your: prondeft Commanders doe venture ypon, and nener come. of{ometimes. : _ Dnbe. Well.fir, becauſe you fay you are a Soldier, Ile vie you like a Gentleman : make roome there, Plant him amonglt you, we ſhall have anon Strange Hawkes flic here before ys : ifnone ight on you,.. - Yau ſhall with freedome take your flight': ENIOS : 3 But : R el cereleaa l el oj edn i l A R FN P A A apl l M l AR Y ( The Honefewhore,. - - But if you proue a Bird of baſer wing, - h Weell vie you like fuch Birds, here you ſhall ſing. | Bots, Iwilh to betriedar no other weapon. : Dwke. W hy,is he furnitht with thoſe in p'yments? ke I. Maſter, The Pander is more dangerous to a State, 0 'Thenis che common Thiefe,and tho our law þ Lie heaujer on the Thiefe, yet that the Pander : 34 May know the Hangmans ruffe ſhould fit hima tos, l Therefore he's ſet to beat Hempe., = : J Dzake. This does ſauour - | Of Tuitice,baſcit Slaues.to baſeſt labouxe . : - Now pray, ſet open Hell, and let vs iv6 : ', m 'The Shee-Dewils thar are here, -hof Infs. Mcthinkes this place : b Should make cuen Law honeſt, 11 _ 1. Maſter.Somcit turnes good, ſi I But (as fome men whoſe hands are once inblood, -Wh; Doe ina pride {pill more) ſo, ſome going hence, C Are (by being here)loſtin moreimpudence: - 27 Let it not to them:(when they come) appearc, ' If _Thatany one does as their Judge fit here : = " Butthatas Gentlemen you come to ſee, : * o And then perhaps their tongues will walke more free, IN Dake: Let them be marſhall'd 1n : be couerd all, 4 Fellowes,noiv to make the Sceane more Comicall. / Hn Car. Will not you be ſmelt out, Bors, | " Borz, No, your braueſt whores haue the worſt noſes, 't \ | þ Tvter 1wo of the Mafters: a (onftable 4 frer them,then Dorathea gct Target, brave, after her two Beadles, th one with @ ON wheele, the other with a blue Gowwe, : R q Lod, Arenot you a Bride, forſooth ? - 7 _ Der, Sayyee? ' | Ictſſ Car. He wad know if theſe be not your Bridemen, -- .- Dor, Vuh, yes,fir : and looke yee, doeyou ſec the Bride- - IL iaces thatT giucat mp wedding, will ſerue totyeRoſemary 3 i )ſic t© — — _— PT N IPLENS IN | keeles, The Foueft whore_. to both your Coitins when you come from hatging-Seab?” Orl. Fie,Puncke, fiegfie,fie. h Dor. Out you ſtale ſtinking head of Garlicke, foh, at my Orl. My head's clonen. * ct ' Hip. O,jet the Gentlewoman alone, ſhe's going to {hrift. Aſt. Nay to doe penances ; | Car, I,I, goePuncke, goeto the Crofle and be whipt» Dor. Mary mew, mary muffe, mary hang you ZOOdmaſi Dog: whipt? doeyectake me fora baſe Spittle whore? in * troth Gentlemen, you weare the cloathes of Gentlemen, but you carry not themindes of Gentiemen, to abuſe a Gentle- woman of my fathion, Lod. Fathion ? pox a yourfaſhions, art nota whore? Dor. Goodman Slaue. Dwke. O fie, abuſe her not, let vs two talke, W hat mought [ call your name,pray ? - Cor, Tmnot aſhamed of my name, Sir, my name is Miftris. Doll Target, a Weſterne Gentlewomatt- Lod. Her Target againſt any Pike in Af:llav. Dw#ke. W hy isthis wheele borne after her ? r. Mefter. She mult ſpinne» Der. A coorſe thred it ſhall be, as all threds are, Hfs if you ſpin,then you'll earne money heretoo? Dor. 1 had rathcr get halfe a Crowne abroad , thentea Crownes here. O-l. Abroad ?T thinke ſo, Tefz. Docſt thounot weepe now thon art here? Dor. Say yee? weepe? yes fogſooth, as you did when | youloſt your Maidenhead ; doc.you not heare how T weep?” Sw2gss Lod. Farewell Dofl. | F Dor. Farewell Dog. ; , Exits - " Duke. Palt ſhame: paſt penitence,why isthat blue Gowne* 1.Mafter.Being fiript out of her wantonlooſeattire, That Garment ſhe puts on, baſeto the cyc, Oncly tocloath her in humility. ' '{Dflkflo : l C AR R e) SA Rn SHR THTA The Honeft Whore; E | - Pake, Areallthereſtlike this? ſi' f 1 1. Meſtcr, No,my good Lord- h You ſce,this Drab ſwells with a wantonreyne, : 'J. N Thenext that enters has a different ſtraine. | b p - Duke.Variety is good,let's ſeethe reſt» Exit Maflor, _* Bozs, Your Grace ſces I'm ſound yet, & no Bullets lut me, : D#ke. Come off fo, and 'tis well. : J” Omnes. Here's the ſecond Mcile. %'@ Enter the two. Maſters, after thews the Conftable , after him | Penclope Whore-hound.like @ Cittizen: wife after her twe 1 Beadles, one with a blus Gowne, another with K Chalke and a Mallet. 0 Pex, Thaworne many a coftly Gowne, but I was neuer J/ tth guarded with blue Coats, and Beadles, and Conſtables, Aſſ an ſi n (ar. Alas faire Miftris, ſpoyle not thus your eyes. B Pex. Oh fveet fir, I feare the ſpoyling ofother places a- 0 bout me that are dearer then my eyes; if you be Gentlemen, 1 if you be men,or cuer came of a woman, pitty my caſe,ſtand to me,ſticke to me,good fir,you arean old man. = Orl. Hang not on me, Iprethee, old Trees beare no ſuch: 1 fruit, | 2 Pen. Will youbayle me,Gentlemen? B hg - Led. Bayle thee, art in for debt? - - > ( Pex. No —is my Indge,fir, Iam in for no. debts, Ipayd = bYy my Taylor for this Gowne, the laſt five ſhillings a weeke ( that was behind, yelterday- l eg Dake. What is your-name, I pray? _ - 1 18 Per. Penelope Whore-honnd, 1 come of the i#hore-honndrs (n How does Lientenant B9ts. J Omnes. Ahla Bots. Bors.Avery honeſt woman,as I'm aSoldier,a Pox Bots ye. Per. Iwas neuer inthis pickle before, and yet if I goe a- mongſt Cittizens wines, they icere at me: if I goe among the Looſe-bodicd Gownes, they cry a pox on me, becauſe T 'goc cluilly attyred, and fyeare their trade was a gozd - Txade * C — __— — ——— — — ——— The Honeft whore_). trade,till ſach as T am tooke tt out of their hands: good Licutenant Bets, ſpeake to theſe Captainesto bayle me. 1-Afaſter.Begging for bayle ſtilyouarc a trim goſlip, goc giue her the blue Gowne, fet her to her chare, worke Hui- #11 - wife,for your bread, away. | al - Per, Out youDog, a pox on youall, women are berne to curſe thee, but I ſhall live ro ſee twenty ſuch fat-caps iha- g | King Dice fora penny-worth of Pippins: out, you bluc-eyed © Rogue. - Ommnes. Ha, ha, has - Dxks. Euennow the wept,and praid,now docs ſhe curic? 1. Mefer. Secing me: 1f ftill ſhe had ſtaid, this had becne Aworſe. Himp. Was ſhe euer here before 2 1. Maſter. Flze times at lealt, - ; * And thus if men come to her,; haue her eyes wrung, ati! yyept out her bayle. Omnes. Bots, you know her ? - Bots. Is there any Gentleman here, thart knowesnota Y hore, and is hea haire the worſe for that ? __ Doke. Is ſhea Citty-datne, ſhe's ſoattyred? | _ _1-Msfeer. No,my good Lord, that's onely but the vaile To her locſe body, Thaue ſcenc her here In gayer MasKing Sui!:sſi as ſcuerall Sawces © Giue one D_lſh ſcucrall Taſtes, ſo change of Habits M In Whores is a bewitching Art : to day ſhe'sall in l Colours to beſot Gallants, then in modeſt blacke, To catch the Cittizen, and this from their Examinations ſi Drawne, now ſhall you ſeea Monſter both in ſhape 4 And nature quite from theſe, that ſheds no teare, - ©. Noryetis nice, 'tisa plaine ramping Beare, Many ſuch W halesare caſt vponthus Shore, l Omnes. Let's ſee her. | z 1-Mefer. Then behold a fwaggering W hores Exit« 1 Orl. Keep your grownd, Bots. | > myſcfe F Bors. Idoe but trauerſe to ſpy adnaritage how to arme - E- Entee.. M e2 A LUbb44d,, AR ' The Honeft whoreJ., | - Enter the two Maſters firſt, after them the C onſtable, after thery & Beadle brating a Baſin, tbm Caiyryna Bountinall, wi#h Miftris Horſleach, after thew anorher Beadle mha tne head grarded with jellow. Ger. Sirra, when I cry ho!d. your hands, hold; you Rogue ("mc!ſier, holds Bawd, are the French (Jzz lblaines in yOour heeles,that you.can.come no faſter? are.not you (ctctsſivſidſſx Whores Anc cicnt, and tnuſt not Lfollow my Colours? Horf. O Miſtris Katherine, ,you doe me wrong to accuſe mee here as you doe, before the right Worfhi ctpſſſuſiſi laim knowne for a moth fflct,/ hsncſſiſſvoz man,and no Bawd Cat. Ma**y foh, honeſt?. burnt. at fourtee Fſicſif cuc mzmcs whipt, ſixe times carted, nine times duck” d, ſearch'd by ſome hundred and fifty Conſtables, and yet 3 you A1 choncia? Honelt Miſtris Forflſimſi- s this Wor 1d, a World to 'zuſſ:cpc' Bawds and W hores honeſt ? * How many times haft thon guen Gentlemen a quart of wine in a gallon pot ?2-how ma- ny twelue-penny Fees ».nay two ſhillings Fees, nay, when any Embaſſadours haLccnc here, how many halfe crowne ces haſt thentaken? how many Carricrs haſt thou bribed. for Cox ntry Wenches? how often haue I rinſt yourlungs. in ſſ,-jmm wteand-yetyouare honeſt,? Dme.. ſmd what wereyou the w hileſt > Cat. Mary hang - you, Maſter Slane, who-made you aft. examiner ? Led. Well icud belike this Denill ſpares no-man« Cat. What art thon prethee ? | Barct. Nay what art thou prethee ? - A Whore, artthou a Thiefe?- '.Baz*f. A Thiefe, no-I defie the cai'ſi.nzſſ, Fam a S{-Zſſdſiiffl*ſiſſ haue borne Armes 1nthe Fjeld, beene in ma ny a hot Skyr- miſh,yet come off ſound Cat. Sound witha pox to yee, yee aoom:nſizb%e Rogue ! you a Soldier ? you in Skirmiſhes 7 where? amongſt pomc pots in a Bawdy-houſe? Looke, looke here, you Madam' Worm-. A N INNNN Wormeaten, doe not you know him? The Hone# whoes. Horſ. Lieutenant Bots, where haue yee beenethis many a da 2 Bo:!- Old Bawd, doe not dxſcredu: me, ſeeme not to - know me. Horſ, Not to know yee, Maſter Bots? as Tong as I hauc breath,I cannot forget thy Gweet face. Duke. Why y, doe you know him? he ſaies he is aSol- 'dleſs Cat, Hea Soldier? a Pander a Dogthart will licke vp ſixe pence:docyec heare,you Maſter Swines ſnont, how long is't fince you held the doorefor me, and cried too't agen, no body comes, yee Rogue you? Ommes. Ha ha, ha, » Yare {melt out agen, Bots. Bots, Pox.ruyne 'hernoſe for t, and 1 be-not renenged for this —vm yee Bitch. ſſ Log. Dee yee heare yce, Madam?why : docs your Ladiſhip ſwaggcr thas? pare very braue, me thinkes. Cat. Not at your coſt,Maſter Cods- head, Is any man here bleare- gvcd to fee me braue ? eAſt. Yes, lam, Becauſc good Cloathes vpona Whoresb acke Is like farre painting vponarotten wall. Cat. Mary mutfe Mafter V horcmalter, you come vpon me with ſentences. Ber. By this light has ſmall ſence for't. Lod. O fie, fie doe not vex her. Andyetme thinkes a creature of more ſcuruy cenditions Should not know what a good Petticoate were. Cat. Mary come our, Yeare ſo.buſte about my Petticoate, you'll creepe vp to my placket, and yee cood bur attaine the honour, but and xhc outſides offend your Rogueſhips, looke © the lining, *t Silkes Duke. Ist Sitke*tis lined wich then? Cat. Silke?® Silke, Maſter Slage, you wand bee' glad to wipe your nole with the $kirt or't ; this *tis to coine as FT " ſſmon_g CT P 3 T( Tre H 6mſtſi wh = mn &2 mong 2 company of Cods-heads that know not how tovie aGentlewomane. , Deke, Tell her the Dake is here. - T. A;after. Be modeſt; Kate, the Duke is here; (4:. Ifthe Deuilt were here,I care not: ſet forward, yee Rogues, and giue attendance according-to your places, let Bawds and VW horesbe fad, for Ile fing and the Deuill were. a dying. | _ \ Exennt.. Dzce. Why before herdoes the Baſon ring ? 1. XMafter. Ttis.an emblemoftheis. renelling, The whips wevlſe lets forth their wanton blood, Making them calme, and-more to calme their pride,. In ſtead of Coaches they in Carts doeride.. WHll your Grace ſee more of this bad Ware ®: Dake. No, ſhut vp ſhop, wee'll now breake yp the faire,, Yetere we part — ycu,fir, that take ypon yee The name of Soldier,that truename of worth, Which,aRion not vaine boalting beſt ſets forth,, Tolet you know. how farre a Soldiers name Stands from yourtitle,and toletyou ſce, Soldiers muſt.not be wrong'd where Princes be :: This bee your-ſentence.. - | Ormes. Defend your ſelfe, Bots. Dwoke, Firſt; all the priaat ſufferance that the houſe- Inflicts vpon Offenders, you (as the baſeſt) Shall vndergoe it double, after which You ſhall bee whipt, fir, round about the Citty,, "Then baniſht-from the Land. : _ Bors. Beſcech your Graces Dake. Away with him, ſee it done, Panders and Whores: Are Citty-plagues, which being keptaliue, Nothing thar lookeslike goodnes ere can thriue. Now good Orlasde,what f{ay you to your bad Sonne-in-law? Oy/. Mary this, my Lord, he is my Sonne-in-law, and in lavw will I be his Father: for if law can pepper him, he ſhall. _ beſo parboild, that he ſhall ſtinke no more Ith nole of the Common-wealthy . Wihs ſſſſſſſſſſſſ vi ith The Houeſt whore_. Bel, Be yet more kinde and mercifull,good Father, Orl. Doeſt thou beg for him, thou precious mans mext; thou? has he not beaten thee, kickt thee, trod' on thee, and: gockt thou fawne on him like his Spanniell? has heenor pawnd thee to thy Petticoate, ſold thee tothy ſmock, made. yec leape at a cruſt, yet woodlt haue me ſaue him ? Bel. Ohyes, good fir, women ſhall learne of me,, To loue their husbands in greateſt miſery, __ Thenſhew himpitty, or you wracke my ſcife, O-l. Hane yeecatenPigeons that yare. ſo kinde-hearted to your Mate? Nay, y'are a couple of wilde Beares, Ile haue yee both baited at one ſtake: but as for thisKnaue, the Gallowes isthy due, and the Gallowes thon ſhalt hane, lle hauve tuſtice of the Duke, the Law ſhall haue thy life, whar, doeſt thou hold him?let goe his hand:if thou doeſt not for- ſake him, a Fathers euerlaſting bleſling fall ypon borh your heads:. away, goc, kiſſe ont of my fight, play thou the Whore no more, nor thoathe Thiefe agen, my houſe ſhall be thine, my meate ſhall be thine, and fo ſhall my wine, but my. money ſhall bee mine, and yet wheni dic,(ſo thou doeſt notflie hie) takeall, yet good Matheo, mend. ' Thus for ioy weepes Orlando, and doth end. Dake.s Then heare, Matheo: all your woesare ſtayed. By your good Father-in-law:all your Ills Are cleare purged fromyou by his working pills. Tome Sigzier ( andide, theſe greene yong wits {We ſee by Circumſtance) this plot hath laid, Stillro pronoke thy patience, which they finde A wall of Brafſe, no Armour's likethe minde ; Thou haſt taughr the Citty patience, now our Coutrt Shall be thy Spheare, where from thy good repoxrt,. Rumours this truth vnto the world ſhal fing, APatient man's a Patterne for a Kizg-ſi Exotnt;. 3 IN IS. R r P VVCDCRNNNNPEEPENNNNNNT R EEEIETY 5 A j | | | } F + C CTN R ITD CS IREENEN IN C D ICT INN ICIOIE MAT R 2 b A MACT R A $1