FRANCES

Sir, thank your self. You know sir, I did enjoy a quiet country life, Spotless and free, till you corrupted me, And brought me to the Court, I never knew, What sleeking, glazing, or what pressing meant, Till you preferred me to your Aunt the Lady, I knew no Iuotie teeth, no caps of heir, No Mercury water, fucas, or perfumes, To help a Ladies breath, until your Aunt, Learned me the common trick. Sir, you are his friend (I love him to) Propound a course which may advantage him, And you shall find such real worth in me, That rather then I'll live his hindrance, I will assume the most penurious state The City yields, to give me means of life Believe me love, how ere some stricter wits, Condemn all women which are prove to love, And think that if their favour fallen on any, By consequence they must be nought with many, And hold a false position, that a woman False to her self, can trusty be to no man, Yet know I say, how ere my life hath lost The fame which my Virginity aspire, I will be true to thee, my deed shall move, To win from all men pity, if not love. How now you slave? my rampant tricks you rogue, Nay fear not me my only fear is still, Thy filthy face betrays us, for all men know, Thy nose stands compass Like a bow, Which is three quarters drawn, thy head. Which is with greasy hair overspread, And being uncurled and black as coal, Does show some Scullion in a hold Begotten thee on a Gipsy, or Thy mother was some Colliers whore My rampant tricks you rogue, thou'lt be descried Before our plor be ended. Sir I have given A longer venture then true modesty Will well allow, or your more graver wit Commend. I must believe it now. I am glad he is gone, a put me to the blush When a did ask me of rich Somerfields death. Thanks gentle brother. But will you do it truly. This Gentleman whom I so much affect, I scarcely yet do know, so blind is love, In things which most concerns it, as you're honest Tell me his birth, his state, and farthest Hope's. Oh me accursed, Has a no credit, Lands and Manors. I am abused, coosned, and deceived. Is there no trust, No honesty in men. Good sir, may I not by law forsake him And wed another, though my word be passed To be his wife. I am resolved, I will not wed him, though I beg my bred. I thank you sir, I will rather wed a most perfidious Redshanke, A noted Jew, or some Mechanic slave, Then let him joy my sheets. He has been nibbling. Servant. Ex. We are undone. This fellow has no land; and which is worse, He has no credit. That were too great a scandal. Lets here the means. I give my liking. That must not be, Furnish me with Jewels, and then my self, Attended by you man and honest Beard, Will thither first, and with my Lady mother Crave a peace for you. I when she knows Before by me, from what and eminent plague Your wisdom has preserved me. I can hold no longer, impudent man. Oh thou perfidious man darest thou presume To call her wife, whom thou so much hast wronged, What conquest hast thou God, to wrong a maid, A silly harmless maid? what glory is't That thou hast thus deceived a simple Virgin, And brought her from her friends? what honour wast For thee to make the Butler lose his office And run away with thee. Your tricks are known, Didst thou not swear thou shouldst be Baroniz'd? And hadst both lands and Fortune's? both which thou wantest. I know your trick:, And know I now am wife unto this man. Therefore subscribe, Take somewhat of him for a full release, And pray to God to make you and honest man, If not, I do protest by earth and Heaven, Although I starve, thou never shalt enjoy me. I hope a will compound. Sir you may choose, What's the mortgage worth? Do it, do it, Come you shall do it, we will be rid of him At any rate. This health is pledged And honest Sergeant how does master Gripe The Drawer stands aside. The keeper of the Counter, I do protest I found him always favourable to me, A is and honest man, has often stood to me, And been my friend and let me go a trust For victual when a denied it knights: but come, Lets pay and then begun, arrest you know Was but a trick to get from nimble Dash My husbands man: I do protest, By all the honesty betwixt thee and me, I God her in that gown in six weeks space Four pound and fourteen pence given by a Clarke Of and Inn of Chancery, that night I came Out of her house, and does the filthy Jade Send to me for money? but honest Sergeant, Let me go, and say thou didst not see me, I'll do thee as great a pleasure shortly. With all my heart. It's impossible, this night he means to wed me. Let it come sweet Rogue. Most sure.