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Where shall I seek her now?—o if she knew The Dangers that attend on women's lives, She would rather lodge under a poor thatched Roof Then under carved seelings: she was my joy, And all content that I received from life, My deer and only Daughter: What says the Note she left, let me again With stayeder grief peruse it—Father? wonder not at my so sudden departure, without your leave or knowledge, thus under pardon I excuse it, had you had knowledge of it, I know you would have sought to restrain it, and hinder me from what I have long desired, being now happily pre ferred to a Gentleman's service in London; about Holborne, if you please to send, you may hear well of me— As false as she is disobedient, Iy'e made larger inquiry, left no place (Where Gentry keeps) unsought, yet cannot hear, Which drives me most into a shameful fear: Woe worth the infected cause that makes me visit This man-deuouring City—where I spent My unshapen youth, to be my ages curse, And surfeited away my name and state, In swinish Riots, that now being sober, I do awake, a Beggar,—I may hate her. Whose youth voids wine, his age is cursed with water, O heavens! I know the price of ill, too well, What, the confusions are in whom they dwell, And how soon Maids are to their Ruins wone One minute, and aeternally undone: So in mine may it: may it not be thus?— Though she be poor, her honours preceous, May be my present form, and her foud fear, May chase her from me, if her eye should getme, And therefore as my love and wants advise. I'll serve until I find her in disguise. Such is my care to fright her from base evils I leave calm state to live amongst you, devils. So please you, he that ha not the heart to serve such a Mistress as your beautiful self, deserves to be honoured for a fool, or Knighted for a Coward. It sin then to raise the number. Be it as you have spoke, but 'tis my hope A longer Term. A mistress of of a choice beauty, amongst such imper fect creatures I would not seen a perfecter: I should have reck oned the Fortune's of my Daughter amongst the happiest, had she lighted into such a service, whereas now I rest doubt full, whom or where she serves. Thou fair and wicked Creature, steeped in Art, Beauteous and fresh, the soul the foulest partly. A common Filth, is Like a House possessed, Where if not spoiled, yowl come out fraide at least, This service likes not me, though I rest poor, I hate the basest use to screen a whore. The human stroke never made him, he that can Be Bawd to Woman, never leapt from man. Some monster won his Mother, I wished my poor child hither, doubled wrong, A month and such, a mistress were too long, Yet here a while in others lives isle see, How former folly's, did appear in me. Though I be poor, 'tis my glory to live honest. You are so glewde to punishment and shame, Your words ee'n deserve whipping—to bear the would bit of a Gentlewoman, and be in mind so distant. True: corruption may well be Generatious first, Wee're bade by nature, but by custom worst. That is my hope sir, Especially that strumpet. To be bawd. Hell has not such and office, I thought at first your mind had been preserved, In virtue and in modesty of blood, that such a face had not be made to please the unsettled Ap petites of several men, Those eyes turned up through prayer, not through lust, But you are wicked, and my thoughts unjust.
Plot summary
Plot — Michaelmas Term
Rearage and Andrew Lethe are rivals for the hand of Quomodo’s daughter: her mother favours Rearage and her father Lethe. Lethe has assumed gentry status, and is concerned when his plebeian mother arrives from the country; but she does not recognize him, and he employs her as a go-between. Hellgill brings a country wench to London, promising to pass her off as a gentlewoman. He dresses her up and she begins to attract gallants, including Lethe. Her father comes looking for her, and, not recognizing him, she takes him on as a servant. A third visitor from the country is Richard Easy, who is entrapped by Shortyard and Falselight, the agents of Ephestian Quomodo. Shortyard gambles with Easy, persuading him to keep on betting in the hope of breaking his losing streak. In consequence, he needs money to fund his social life, and seeks to borrow it from Quomodo. He is induced to take the loan in cloth, which he can sell on to realize the money; ===== PAGE 155 ===== 1604 posing as the fictitious ‘Blastfield’, Shortyard also signs the bond. Quomodo and his accomplices engineer a downturn in the market: the cloth has to be sold for less than half its true value. When the bond falls due for repayment a month later, Blastfield cannot be found, and Easy is arrested. Quomodo’s accomplices pose as wealthy citizens and stand bail for Easy, so long as he signs over all his possessions to them. When Blastfield still cannot be found, the bailsmen give Quomodo Easy’s lands in lieu of the bail they owe him. Easy is ruined, but Quomodo’s wife Thomasine, who has witnessed the cozenage, takes pity on him and lends him money. Concerned about his son Sim’s possible prodigality, Quomodo feigns his own death to see how people will take it. He attends his own funeral disguised as a beadle, but nobody has a good word to say about him. Thomasine quickly marries Easy, who learns how he was duped. Shortyard cozens Sim of Easy’s lands, but is forced to restore them to Easy to cover himself; but Easy still has him arrested. Still in disguise, Quomodo collects his fee for attending the funeral; Thomasine has him sign a document renouncing any further claim on the household, and for a joke he signs his own name. When this is noticed, he reveals his identity and institutes legal proceedings against Thomasine and Easy. On the day of his marriage to Susan, Lethe is arrested for lewd behaviour with the country wench. All the cases come before a judge, who will only accept Quomodo’s identity when…