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Your partner Sir. 'Tis no more yet, but then our fraught is full When she returns laden with merchandise And safe delivered with our customage. Especially at home; that golden traffic love Is scantier far than gold; and one mine of that More worth than twenty Argoseyes Of the world's richest treasure. Here S your exchange; and as in love So we'll participate in merchandise. All this may be Sir, yet examples daily show To our eyes, that Prodigals return at last And the loudest roarer, (as our City phrase is) Will speak calm and smooth; you must help with hope Sir, Had I such a brother, I should think that heaven had Made him as and instrument for my best charity To work upon; This is a Maxim sure, Some Are made poor, that rich men by giving may Increase their store. Nor think Sir, that I do Tax your labors and mean my self for to Idly by, for I have vowed if heaven but bless This voyage now abroad, to leave some Memorable relic after me, that shall Preserve my name alive till Doomsday. Oh no more, no more good Sir. Does he rob, intruth I commend him. Du , then makest a good construction, And your son Robert a natural Nephews partly. To relieve his poor Uncle. Mother a pearl, woman, show your husband the cause, Nay good Sir, let not me be so employed, For I shall favour one for pity, the other for your loves sake, Heaven take the glory; A wondrous blessing; O keep us strong against these flowing Tides! Man is too weak to bound himself below, When such high waves do mount him. Well Sir, go call my Daughter forth of the Garden, and bid her bring her Friend along With her, troth Sir, I must not leave you thus; I must needs make him your son again. Well Sir, I'l follow you; and Sir, be comforted, I will not leave till I find some remorse; Mean time let not want trouble you; You shall not know it. GEntlemen, you're welcome; that once well pronounced Has a thousand Echoes; Let it suffice, I have spoke It to the full: here's your affairs, here's your merchandise, This is your prize, if you can mix your names and gentle Bloods with the poor Daughter of a Citizen. I make the passage free, to greet and court, Traffic the Mars of love, clap hands and strike The bargain through, (she pleased) and I shall Like. O, no quarreling, I beseech you Gentlemen! The reputation of my house is soiled, if any Uncivil noise arise in't. Nay, good Sir, put up your sword. Does he? Prithee request him. Gentlemen, Please you taste the sweetness of my Garden A while, and let my daughter bear you company. Prithee be merry with them then a while, If but for courtesy; thou hast wit enough; But take heed they quarrel not. So, now request you Master Foster in, George; but hark; Does that news hold his own still, that our ships Are so near return, as laden on the Downs With such a wealthy fraughtage. Let him be ever blessed that sent. George now call In the young man; and hark ye, George, from him Run to my Partner, and request him to me, this News I'm sure makes him a joyful Merchant; For my own partly, I'l not forget my vow, This free addition heaven hath lent my state, As freely back to heaven I'l dedicate. I marry Sir, would this were a third Suitor To my daughter Jane, I should better Like him than all that's come yet. Now master Foster, Are your father and your self yet reconciled? Mother a pearl, Sir, it's a shrewd task; Yet I'l do my best; your father hath so good news, That I hope't will be a fair motive too't; But women's tongues are dangerous stumbling blocks To lie in the way of peace. Now George. Well, well, e'r your return to Master Foster, call my Daughter forth of the garden. And how does your Uncle, Master Foster? Why I commend thee still, He wants no good from thee, no not in report: 'Tis well done Sir, and you show duty in't. Now daughter, Where are your Iusty Suitors? Well daughter, well; say a third trouble come; Say in the person of young Master Foster here Came a third Suitor: how then? Go, get you together; your father will be coming; Leave me with your suit to him, ply this your self; And Jane, use him kindly, he shall be his Father's heir I can tell you. Go, go, and rest on Venus Violets; show he A dozin of Bachelors Butto Boy; Here comes His father. Now my kind Partner, have we Good news? Faith I desire none. I, and I'ld make you gainer by it too; For then would I lay by my trouble, and begin A work which I have promised unto heaven, A house, a Domus Dei shall be raised, Which shall to Doomsday be established for succour to The poor; for in all Ages there must be such. Pray you do Sir. Nay, then you underrate your own valve much; Will you make it thirty? I meet you there Sir; for five and twenty thousand nds the full ventures yours. It's Merchant Like and fair; George, you Observe this? Let the contents be drawn. I rejoice at it, Sir, and shall not grudge your gains, Though multiplied to thousands. Much good may it be to you, Sir; but one Thing at this advantage of my love to you Let me entreat. Faith my old fuite, to reconcile those breaches Twist your kind son and you; Let not the love He shows unto his Uncle, be any more a bar To sunder your blessings and his duty. Look you Sir, know you this duty? Nay, good Sir. Nay then you are too impenetrable. Thy Uncle's state, how for heavens love. Mother-a-pearle, I rejoice in't: this news Is yet but young? This may help happily to make all peace; But how have you parly'd with my daughter, Sir. Well said Wag, are there sparks kindled, quench Him not for me, it's not a father's roughness, Nor doubtful hazard of and Uncle's kindness Can me deter; I must to your father. Where (as a chief affair) I'l once more move, And if I can return him back to love. So, so, haste home good Lads, and return for the rest. Would they were covered, George, it's too Public Blazon of my estate; but it's no matter now; I'l bring it abroad again e'r it belong. Sir, I acknowledge receipt of my still half debt, Twelve thousand five hundred pounds; it now remains You seal those writings, as assurance for the rest, And I am satisfied for this time. He they vendible Sir? I am your Chapman: What are they, Master Foster? I find your purpose; you'd have your Beware. Houses empty for the receipt of your full fraught; I'l be your furtherer, make so your rates, that I may be no looser. Mine is returned; George, here's a new business, You and Richard must deal for some commodities Betwixt us, if you find him even gain or but Little lose, take carriage presently and carry him home. Beshrew me if I grudge it, being my self a Sufficient gainer by my venture, Sir. So Sir, you have closed it well; if so ill it prove, Leave it to proof, and wish not misery Unto your enemy look, here he comes. With me, Sir, and most welcome, I rejoice to see you. Fie, fie, Gentlemen, this is not well; My ears are guilty to hear such discords. Look, Master Foster; turn your eye that way; There's duty unregarded, while envy struts In too much state: believe me, Gentlemen, I know not which to chide first. Good Sir, speak of any thing but this. That I shall soon resolve you, Sir; Come hither George. Then you have bargained, George. It's all I desire from thence, Sir I can furnish you With Wares I lately from your brother bought; Please you go see them, for I would feign divide you, Since I can win no nearer friendship. Come Gentlemen, we'll make few Winds about it; Merchant's in Bargaining must not, Like Soldiers lying at a siege, stay Months, weeks, days, but strike at the first parley. Broad-clothes, and Wools, and other rich Commodities, I Lately from your brother bought, are all your own. Then be not angry gentle Sir, If now a string be touched, which hath too long Sounded so harshly over all the City; I now would wind it to a musical height. In troth the same. Oh Fie, not so. As heaven be thanked it still does. A better fate Sir, stood at your elbow. Fie, fie. Come, come, live in more charity, he is your brother; If that name offend, I'l sing that tune no more. Yonder's my daughter busy with her suitors; We'll visit them. Now Jane, bid your friends Welcome. How fare ye Gentlemen, what cheer Sir knight? The wind may turn Sir. A word Master Foster. They both are suitors Sir, yet both shoot wide; My daughter sure must be your kinsmans bride. You have my hand and heart too't, be she pleased so. Not in my house; I pray be quiet Gentlemen. You have scared the suitors from the mark, Sir. We'll talk of that anon; See Sir, Here comes your wife, the theme Of all her e, with goodness mixed, the happy Woman that was never vexed; you're welcome M S Foller. Are the wares ready. Ill news? what is't? Now heaven forbid! It's impossible; they rid at Dover safe, When he out-bought my full share in the fraught, And paid me down near thirty thousand pounds In wares and money. It's a most strange Fate; he needs would buy my Partly at any rate, he cared not what; and now all's lost, At your own good pleasure. Jane, bring your friends toth'dore. Where's my Factor? What, are the square stones, and timber Brought as I appointed? My vows flew up to heaven, that I would make Some pious work in the brass book of Fame, That might till Do esday lengthen out my name. Near Norton Folga e therefore have I bought Ground to erect this house, which I will call And dedicate, Sa to Marie's Hospital; And when it's finished, over the gates shall stand In capital letters, these words fairly graved For I have given the work and house to heaven And called it, Domus Dei, Gods house; For in my zealous faith I know full well, Where good deeds are, there heaven it self does dwell. Come, where's Mr. Foster? O you loose time Sir, Not meeting fortune that comes to kiss you. The Lord Mayor and Aldermen stay at the Guildhall, Expecting you, as well to set down order Touching the entertainment of the King, As to elect you for the following year a Sheriff of London. Troth Sir, to honour me, I thank his highness, Who with my Lord the Cardinal comes along To see the dedication of my House, Built for the weary travellers to rest in; Where stands three hundred beds for their relief, With meat, drink, and some money when they partly, Which I'l give freely with a willing heart. Unless it please your Majesty to change it, I call it, Domus Dei. These are my ends to all distressed Christians, Whose travails this way bends the hospital, Shall free souccour be, for three days, and three nights Sojourn, for diet, and lodging, both sweet, and Satisfying; and if their need be such, as much in Coin, as shall for three days more defray their Further travail; this unto heaven, be you Testator, good my Liege, and witness with me, noble Gentlemen, most free and faithfully, I dedicate. If my grave were capableof grief: sure it would Sir. I claim a third by this bonds virtue, See as a third father, thou art heir to those. A good resolve: but now I must be bold To touch you with somewhat that concerns you.