SPEEDWELL

It's good beware believe me, Sir, I know that by mine Own experience; for I have handled the Like Many times in my first wives days, I, by Knighthood, Sometime before I was married too; therefore I Know't by mine own experience. Sir, let me advice you: I see you want experience, Meddle no further in this case, 'twilbe the More credit for your observation; for I find by my Experience, you are but shallow. Sweet Virgin, to be prolix and ted jous, fits Experience; short words and large deeds are Best pleasing to women. My name is Speedwell, by my father's Copy. Yes, sweet Feminine, I have served for it too: For I have found my nativity suited to my name, As my name is Speedwel, so have I sped Well in diverse actions. Your observation is corrupt, Sir; Let me show min Own Tale; I say, sweet Beauty, my name is Speedwell, my Godfather by his bounty being and Old Soldier, and having served in the wars as far as Bulloyne, therefore called my name Godfry; a Title of large renown; my wealth and wit has Added to those, the paraphrase of Kinghthood; So that my name in the full longitude is called Sir Godfry Speedwell, a name of good experience. You say well, sweet Modesty, a good imagination is good, And shows your good experience. Your experience may see his course education; but to The purpose, sweet Female; I do love that Face of yours. Sir you do interrupt, and thwart my love. Mistake me not kind Heart. In loving your face, I love all the rest of your body As you shall find by experience. Let your experience make a trial. Requite one, sweet Chastity, and let it be Sir Godfry, with the correspondency of your Love to him; I will maintain you Like a Lady, And it is brave, as I know by experience. How dare you maintain that, Sir? I dare cross it with my sword Sir. You have confined him prisoner forever, I hope your experience sees he's a harmless thing. Where she is leader, there will be followers. Withal my heart, sweet Virgin; Ah, would; this place Promises well in the eyes of experience; Master Innocent, come you behind. When I look back, Sir, I see your nose behind. Sweet Lady, follow experience, Experience must bear with folly; Thou art all inno cent, And thy name is Lambskin; grave Sapience guides me, And I care not a pin for thy squibs, and thy Crackers, My old dry wood shall make a lusty bonfire, when Thy green Chips shall lie hissing in the Chimney- Corner. Remember Mistress, I can make you a Lady by Mine own experience. A match between us By this hand.— And adventurer still Sir, to this new found land. I doubt Sir, he will play the merchant with us. And hear ye, Sir, let him seek out his equals; For some of us are in danger to make her A Lady shortly: I know what I speak; what I speak, I'l do; yet I'l do nothing, but What comes from grave experience. Would? do you know us, Sir? You grow too bold; My experience now hath found you; You were once a tattered fellow, your name is Foster; have you such gold to give? Oh let him, I have a protection, Sir. A Sergeant? Nay, then experience must work, Legs be strong and bold; when Sergeants wait At feasts, the cheer's but cold. I'l shift for one. We come about the old business, the sickness of the purse Lady Fair Lady, we are your debtors, and owe you money. Experience tells us that our bonds are forfeit, For which your husband threatened to arrest us; my Shoulders love no such clappings, I love Tobacco, but would be loath to drink in Woodstreet. Pipes; some money we will pay ere we go hence: I speak you see with grave experience. Most horribly, I'l not endure the sent on't. Two hundred pound we can lay down. Ah, hah, is your coxcomb cut? I see experience must Board this fair Pinnace: a word in private,