MISTRESS BARNES

That mistress Goursey you shall surely have, Heel be a bold guest I warrant you, And boulder too with you then I would have him. Whats a clock sirrah? Nor I, but that I think sheele play me false. Come, ther's my stake. Throw for the Dice: Ill luck they are yours. Play right I pray. Where stands your man? Right by the Lord, a plague upon the bones. Not so sweet husband. I would you did, I faith are you so hasty? Do you hear daughter, you shall stay my leisure Well lusty guts, I mean to make you stay, And set some rubs in your minds smothest way. I sir, have patience, and see your father To rifle up the treasure of my love, And play the spendthrift upon such and harlot? This same will make me have patience, will it not? You disobedient ruffen, careless wretch, That said your Father loud me too well, I'll think on't when thou thinkest I have forgotten it: Whose with thee else? how now minion you? With whom? with him? why what make you here sir? And thus late too, what hath your mother sent you To cut my throat, that here you be in wait? Come from him mistress, and let go his hand, Will you not sir? Callest thou me mother, no thy mother's name Carries about with it, reproach and shame: Give me my daughter, ere that she shall wed, A strumpets son, and have her fomislead, I'll marry her to a Carter: come I say, Give me her from thee. Well, I will find a time to be revenged: Mean time I'll keep my daughter from thy son, Where are you minion? how now are ye gone. She's hid in this same Warren I'll lay money. But I will make you. Will you? A plague ont, is she there? No but I will not. Oh Lord what haste you make to hurt your selves Good Philip use some good persuasions To make them friends. Nay sir, she will be sure you shall not see. You of all men shall not mark her hand, She hath such close conveyance in her play. I, what shall we play a game? I would be loath to be so frank a gai ster As mistress Goursey is, and yet for once, I'll play a pound a game aswell as she. Why thats as you will be ever. Good faith, I think you play me foul and Ace, Peace husband, peace, isle not be judged by you. I you are. Lo you'll be angry, now heeres good stuff, I in your eye. He holds you fairer for't then I. Nay if it come to bearing, shee'l be best. Nay thats not so, you bear one man too many. Why I, you never see to misle a blot, Especially when it stands so fair to hit. I, I, my man, my man, but had I known, I would have had my man stood nearer home. And better too, then what needs all this trouble? A single horse is worse then that bears double. So, have you done? Whats that? With mistress Goursey. Why for I will not. A shame on her, that makes thee rate me so, She is not, nor I know not, but I know That thou dost love her, there oh e thinkest her so, Thou bearest with her, because she bears with the Thou mayest be ashamed to stand in her defence, She is a strumpet, and thou art no honest man To stand in her defence against thy wife, If I catch her in my walk now by C kes bones, I'll scratch out both her eyes. Nay never say Oh God for the matter, Thou art the cause, thou badst her to my house, Only to blear the eyes of Goursey, didst not? But I will send him word I warrant thee, And ere I sleep to, trust upon it sir. Your Father, and what said he too you I pray? Nothing that cannot be, something he said. Come let me hear, that something nothing then Such as almost does choke thy mother boy. And sti es her with the conceit of it, I am abused my son by Goursey wife. Mistress flirt, you foul strumpet, Light aloue, short heals, mistress Goursey, Call her again and thou were better no. I, till my too much love did glut his thoughts, And make him seek for cham ̄ ge, Wilt thou be pampered by affection? Will nature teach thee such vild perjury? Wilt thou be sworn, I forlorn, careless boy? And if thou swearest, I say he loves me not. Does he so sir? thou unnatural boy, Too well sayest thou, that word shall cost thee somewhat, O'monstrous, have I brought thee up to this? Too well, Oh unkind, wicked and degenerate, Hast thou the heart to say so of thy mother? Well, God will plague thee sort, I warrant thee, Out on thee villam ne, fie upon thee wretch, Out of my sighed, out of my sighed I say. Wilt thou stubborn villain? Thou settest thy son to scoff and mock at me, Is't not sufficient I am wronged of thee? But he must be and agent to abuse me? Must I be subject to my cradle too? Oh God, oh God am ̄ worser it. What wilt thou take his partly? Villain 'tis not, Nor she shall not be so matched now. I end what you begun, villains thieves Give me my daughter, will you rob me of her? Help, help, theil rob me here, theil rob me here, I but I'll keep her sure enough from thee. What a stock forsooth? as good a stock as thine, I do not mean that he shall grafted in mine. Sir but you shall not. With the Like spell, daughter I conjure thee, Is't not fit for him, wherefore is't not fit? Is he too brave a gentleman I pray, No 'tis not fit, she shall not fit his turn, If she were wise, she would be fitter for Three times his better, minion go in, or isle make you, I'll keep you safe from him I warrant you. Should I not sir' should I not hate a harlot, That robs me of my right, vide boy? Well 'tis not time of night to hold out chat, With such a scold as thou art, therefore now, Think that I hate thee as I do the devil. Out upon thee strumpet. Oh God, I would to God that I could find her, I would keep her from her loves toys yet. But minion, yet I'll keep you from the man. Well, now to look for her. Whose there? what minion is it you? Beshrew her heart, what a fright she put me to, But I am glad I found her, though I was afraid, Come on your ways, you are a handsome maid, Why you forth a doors so late at night? Why whither go you? come stand still I say. Will you not stand still? Mistress, I'll make you weary ere I have done. I had rather she were hanged. Then I should set it there to do her good. But you shall not. Do, I can spurn thee too. I say she's my deadly enemy. The words I said, what shall I eat a truth? Oh husband stay, Stay Master Goursey, though your wife does hate me, And bears unto me malice infinite. And endless, yet I will respect your safeties, I would not have you perish by our means, I must confess, that only suspect, And no proof else, hath fed my hate to her. What shall I sue for friendship to my foe? If you say I, I list not to say no. Sir we are persuaded, And I and mistress Goursey are both friends, And if my daughter were but found again, Who now is missing, she had my consent, To be disposed off to her own content. That mistress Gourse's in the hitting vain. Shall I shake hands? let her go shake her heals, She gets nor hands, nor friendship at my hands, And so si while I live I will take heed, What guests I bid again unto my house. I am impatient now I speak, But sir I'll tell you more and other time, Go too, I will not take it as I have done. A husband, that to was something, but what husband How now rram, where have you by walking? Where's your blue coat, your sword & buckler sir Get you such Like habit for a servingman, If you will weight upon the brat of Goursey. How sir your wife? wouldst thou my daughter have I'll rather have her married to her graven, Go to be gone, and quickly, or I swear, I'll have my men beat you for staying here, He is not here o then they split away & both to gether. But then sheele out again at the back door, And meet with him, but I will search about, All these same fields and paths near to my house, They are not far I am sure, if I make haste, What a vild gi le 'tis, that would hau't so young. I faith you shall not mistress. I'll venture a burned finger but I'll have it. And so she does, but praise you luck at parting. Oh how this mads me, that she hath her wish, Let you go, for 'tis mine. I that I can. Shall I be friends with such and enemy? It may be I. Gods Lord, be ruled, be ruled What, think you I have such a babies wit, To have a rods correction for my tongue? School infancy, I am of age to speak, And I know when to speak, shall I be child for such a? The grounded cause, I ground because I will not Yes sir, my reason equalleth my will. How now minion, where have you been gadding How old so ere I was, yet you shall tarry. I marvel where this wench does hide her self So closely? I have searched in many a bush, Thou liest, thou liest, for he loves Gourseys wife, not me. Why Gourseys son, confederates with this boy, This wretch unnatural and undutiful. Seeks hence to steal my daughter, will you suffer it? Shall he thats son to my archenemy, Enjoy her, have I brought her up to this? Oh God he shall not have her, no he shall not. Whose there? Oh what a raze this peevish girl hath led me? How fast I ran and now how weary I am, I am so out of breath I scarce can speak. What shall I do? and cannot overtake her, It is late and dark, and I am far from home. May there not thieves lie watching here about, Intending mischief unto them they meet, There may, and I am much afraid of them, Being alone without all company, I do repent me of my coming forth, And yet I do not, they had else been married, And that I would not for ten times more labour. But what a winter of cold fear I stole, Freecing my heart least danger should betide me, What shall I do to purchase company? I hear some hollow here about the fields, Then here I'll set my Torch upon this hill, Whose light shall Beacon-like conduct them to it, They that have lost their way seeing a light, Will come to it, well, here isle lie unseen, For it may be seen far off in the night, And look who comes, and choose my company, Perhaps my daughter may first come to it. O, I could cry for anger and for rage. Shall I not sir, when such a strumpet wrongs me? Good husband hear him