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'Tis base to be a whore. And is't not baseness to abuse great birth? His mansred hose, were the colour of his nose, and his breech was made of blue, And he in shape, but a Frenchman's Ape, And so sweet sir adieu. " Holla, holla you pampered Jades of Asia, " And can you draw but twenty miles a day? What good cheer didst see there? And what difference pray? And do so still, we allow thee to say any thing, for thereby we shall know our friends from our foes. Come sister will you in? Oh sir, my Fortune's are not fellows with my birth, they make me stoop to base dejected courses, but would you love me, I would as swift as thought fly this life, and leave lustest foulest sin, for fleshly beasts to sleep and wallow in. Contemned. You make my soul sweet harmony, come lets a bout it then. Faith his style is plain, only a little courtlike silk en phrase it has, but I hope your lord hath sent rich words Like jewels, for your ears against your nuptial day. With all my heart. Let me see what's this? You the understanding spirit of a woman, let the splender of your Beauty, with some heat of your affection shine upon the creature that adores ye, and with the heavenly comfort of your love, melt and thaw despair from in dying heart which if it live, it lives to love, it die if it die in love, but howsoever, 'tis your's, it made for you, lives by you, and die without you. Yours in the most affectionate degree of affection. Done Piso De Florence. You the understanding spirit of a woman, let the splender of your Beauty, with some heat of your affection shine upon the creature that adores ye, and with the heavenly comfort of your love, melt and thaw despair from in dying heart which if it live, it lives to love, it die if it die in love, but howsoever, 'tis your's, it made for you, lives by you, and die without you. Sister upon my life this is son and heir to Duke Piso that now is. Let them challenge us, we and our loves are wone. but say they should reveal us. But say they rail on us. Worthy Knight, I would my words had but the power so work in you, that which your lines have done in me, then should the happy consolation of my life dwell ever in your loves embracements. True, so shall you then be sure, Enjoy our loves, we yours, and live secure. And Ruffell. Then for the means: Poison them: I want a service, and am by my profession and Upon thecarie, and shall be glad to be entertained by you. Very well. I very perfectly do know it to be his. Show mercy heaven, my sins do thee offend, Theres none can say he's happy till his end; Forgiveness Knight, and since the law on us, Hath laid so strict a hand, Oh let me be Thy wife before I die, and were I now A thousand years to live, I would be honest Loving none but thee. Your resolutions hath confirmed my doubts, and since 'tis hateful to live poor, to maintain our state I am content: but these observances let us keep, strangely amongst strangers let us hold our state, and let our Servants seldom know, how familiar with our friends we be, and though England's wealth do now adorn us; lets keep the fashion still of Florence. Content, let's in, who's near? attend us, ho! We Like him & he's welcome, what good parts have you? have you the tongues? Has a no skill in the French tongue? Well, we will at more leisure survey your good parts, and make thereof the best for our own use. Thats a wild speech. Why ti's impossible. Oh I am in and excellent humour, now I could laugh, dance, leap, or do any light tricks that belongs to a light wench. Oh signeur Fleir, how dost, how dost man? we may be merry before thee, thoul't be secret, wilt not? Thats a sign they are no drunkards. Why? are you so angry sister? you know they speak truth. What are we else? A shall not live: Condemn a Lady born? sister we are wronged. We are? I Like it well, come lets hasten it, For this is even as true as ere was text, Plots are but dreams until they take effects. How likest the City Fleir, would, how likest it? How dost Like the Gentlemen of this Con trey? Whats the reason Fleir, the Citizens wives wear all Corks in their shoes? Abused. Our, good wishes ever wait upon our best beloved friends Master Ruffell, and Master Spark. Give them a Fig. And we no doubt my Lords, had long ere this breathed out our lives Like them, but that we had the lesser quantisie, for being esteemed the weaker vessels, they thought the lesser blow would break us.
Plot summary
Plot — The Fleer
Before the start of the action, Piso deposed Antifront, whose daughters thereupon fled from Florence. Antifront now travels in search of his missing children. He arrives in London under the alias Fleer, and meets some gentlemen. One of them, Spark, gets him a job with two of his countrywomen, a pair of Florentine courtesans working in London. Antifront is dismayed to discover that they are his missing daughters. Two sisters, Susan and Nan, are interested in Spark and his friend Ruffle, who are among the courtesans’ many clients. They dress up as boys and try to get the gentlemen to employ them as pages; Spark and Ruffle refuse, and the ‘pages’ end up working for two other clients, Sir John Havelittle and Piso junior, the son of the Florentine usurper. ‘Fleer’ wants to engineer a marriage for his daughters, selecting Havelittle and Piso as the eligible bachelors. The daughters prefer Spark and Ruffle, but are refused; taking offence, they ask Piso and Havelittle to kill the gentlemen, and suggest poison as the safest method. The plot is overheard by ‘Fleer’ and the ‘pages’. ‘Fleer’ gets himself another job looking after an apothecary’s shop, and sells Piso and Havelittle a poison which is really a sleeping potion. Spark and Ruffle dine with Piso and Havelittle and apparently die. The hosts are at once arrested on suspicion of poisoning and are committed for trial. Fleer is sent on an errand to the senior judge, who is unable to attend through illness, and sends word back for the other two judges to proceed without him. Given a ring to authenticate the message, Fleer instead uses it to get himself deputized as the third judge. He produces a letter which establishes that the guilt extends to the daughters as well as the poisoners, and all four are sentenced to death. News arrives that Piso’s father has died, making him the new Duke of Florence; but-he tells the Florentines to recall the deposed Antifront instead, and offers to make amends for his father’s treason by marrying Antifront’s elder daughter. Antifront reveals his identity and says Piso can do just 1606 that; his younger daughter will marry Havelittle. He produces the murder victims, still alive, and bestows them on Nan and Susan.