BAWD

Who's there? what would you have? would? Enter? where? here be no breaches for you to en ter truly. Away you base companions, we have no breaches for such tattered breeches, we have no patches to suit with your rags. Away you rogues, do you come to shake your rags here? do you think we can vent our beware without money you rascals? get you from my door you beggarly companions, or I'll wash you hence with hight scalding uva ter. Do I keep house to entertain Tatterdemaleans with a Pox, you will be gone? You're welcome Gentlemen. Two poor soldiers that came for and alms and please you, that stay for some reversions; there's none such come into my house I warrant you. Where be those kitchinstuffes here, shall we have no attendants? show these Gentlemen into a close room, with a standing bed in't, and a truckle too; you are welcome Gentlemen. Your Worsh p's very heartily welcome: where's Sis? Where's Joyce? the best room in the house for the Gentleman: call Mistress Priscilla, and bid her keep the Gentleman company. Your Worship's most lovingly welcome: let the Gentleman have attendance, and clean linen it he needs any; whither would you, you rogue? Thy Master? why is yond raggamuffin able to keep a man? Then that man must be able to pay for himself too, or else he may cool his heals without if his appetite be hight. No by my Maidenhead shall you not, nor any such beggarly companion shall enter here, but he shall come though row me too. O me! is it you Sir? and are so strong to stand at the door? Pray will you come near? your Master is new gone in afore: Lord, Lord, that you would not enter with out trusting! you were even as far out of my remembrance as one that I had never seen afore. What would you have Sir? I have it here too: nay, pray sir come in, I am loath to kiss at door, for fear my neighbours should see. Nay, I beseech you sir, come in: a Gentleman, and stand at door? I'll led the way, and you shall come behind. Most lovingly, pray draw the latch sir. What's the matter here? would? can you not agree a bout the bargain? That's fine i'faith: if my beds be shaken out of their oh nts, or my cords broken, must not the Joiner and the Ropemaker both have money? if my rags be rubbed out with your toes, can they be repaired without money? if my linnenbe fouled, can I pay my laundress without money? be sides, we must have so thing to maintain our broken win dows I hope; the Glazier will not mend the ̄ without money. You shall not score of my tally, out of my doors. You shall have the choicest of my house gentlemen. They be Rascals that have no money; those be Gentlemen that have Crowns; these are they that pay the Joiner, the ropemaker, the Upholster, the Laundrer, the Glazier; will you get you out of my doors, or shall we scold you hence? Marry farewell frost. Now Sir, will you make your choice, and your man after? I see thou love to go by water; come, shall we dally together? fit upon my knee my sweet boy, what more ney hast thou in thy purse? wilt thou bestow this upon me my sweet chick? What Diogenes have we here? I warrant the Cin neck himself said not so much when he was seen to come out of a Bawdy house. Hist, hist; here's a railing companion in deed. Nay, if you be in that mind, I'll send for your love: the plague in my house? the Pox is as soon: I am sure there was never man yet that had Lord have mercy upon us in his mind, that would ever enter here: Nay will you go?