PRIMERO

What so hard at your prayers? By her own consent, Death how I could taste his blood? Hope still. Bows to her. Why Gallant? if they should not do well in my house, where should it be done boy, have I not a glorious Sc tuation? I praise my Stars; ah the goodly virginities that have been cut up in my house, and the goodly patrimonies that have lain Like sops in the gravy, and when those sops were eaten, yet the meat was kept whole for another, and another, and another, for as in one pie twenty may dip their sippits, so upon one woman forty may consume their patrimonies. Well, isle pray for women while I live, there the profita blessed fools, isle say that for em, a ma ̄ can keep about his house the pretiest kind fowl, so tame, so gentle e en to strangers, hands, So soon familiar, suffer to be touched, Of those they never saw twice: the Doves not Like em. And so have I to you. O for the thread tied at your partners leg: the twich? That secret twich God me five hundred pound, Ere it first known and since I would sold it well Five hundred pound laid down shall not yet buy, The f;ee simple of my twitch I would be here with't, It a blessed invention, I had be a beggar many alowsie year But for my twitch. It was the prettiest twitch? Many ouer-cheated gulls, have fatted Me with the bottom of their patrimonies Ee'n to the last Soap, gapte while I fed em; who now live by that Art that first undid e'm. But I must swear you to be secret, close, Had you sworn but two years higher I would here h'a believed you. I look for one too and a maid I think. Sure she follows me? a pretty fat eyed wench, with a Venus in her cheek, did but Raiment smile upon her, she were Nectar for great Dons, boy and thats my suit to thee. Faith neither in folio, nor in Decimo sexto, but in Octavo between both, a pretty middle fizde trug. Is it new. A pretty suit of clothes i'faith;—but put case the party should come to redeem em of a sudden? I Like thy craft well there. And what must I give you for the hire now i'faith. I for the month. I could have offered you no less, my self. You flatter, you flatter sir Gallant? but whist, here she enters; I prethe question her? o you're welcome. Marry is she sir. Ther's even all I faith, weel trouble you with no more, nay you shall live at ease enough: for nimming away jewels and fa uours from Gentlemen (which are your chief vails) hope that will come naturally enough to you, I needs not instruct you, you'll have that with, I trust to make the most of your pleasure. Arthur do't neatly Arthur ? Follow him wench. The wooing business man. The Gallants will prevent us. I can avouch it ther's a general meeting, at the deceased knights house this afternoon theres rivalship enough. My Hope's are not yet faint. Tut man? nothing in women's hearts sooner win place, than a brave out side and and impudent face? I if the devil be not int, make halt: Mistress New-cut, welcome, here will be choice of Gallants for you anon. Strange absurdity, that you should come into my house and ask if you be not seen of the wicked, push, I takt unkind lie i'faith, what think you of my house, it's no such common receptacle. Nay sure they are as proper as they will be already. You see your old spy-hole yonder, take you stand, please your own eye, I'll work it so, the Gallants shall present them selves before you and in the most conspicuous fashion. What mean you Lady? Silver Spurs, a pretty emblem, mark it, all her gifts are about riding still; the other day she sent me Boothose wrought in silk and gold, now silver spurs; well, go the ways, thou'rt as profitable a spirit as ere lighted into my house; come Ladies come, it's late, to Music, when? To fools, and strangers these are Gentlewomen of sort, and worship: Knights heirs, great in portions, Boarded here for their Music, And often time 'tas been so cunningly carried, That I have had two stolen away at once, And married at Savoy and proved honest shopkeepers; And I may safely swear they practised Music: Their natural at pricksong, a small missed Will dazzle a fools eye, and thats the world, So I can thump my hand upon the table, With and Austere grace and cry 1 2 and 3, Fret, stamp and curse, foh 'twill pass well for me? How now sirrah? Tune apace Ladies, be ready for the Song sirrah? Gentlemen you are all most respectively welcome: And what our poor skill can invite you to, You are kindly welcome: you must pardon they Gentlemen, Virgins and bashful, beside new beginners, 'Tis not a whole month since they were first entered. They blush at their very lessons, they will not endure, To hear of a Stop, a Prick, or a Semy-quauer, Look to the Ladies, Gentlemen; what have you done sir? Saw you their stomachs queasy, and come with such gross meat! Latin? high then let the next too't be Latin too: is't possible? I am sorry then I have followed it so far. Music must not jar; the offence is satisfied, come to the Song, beg n sir. It is no affliction Gentlemen? How Like you your new prize; My wits must not stand idle, Slife he's in a sick trance? O pardon me sweet Gentlemen, the world's apt to cen sure, I have the charge of them, they're left in trust, they're Virgins, and I dare not hazard their fame's, the least touch mars they, and what would their right worshipful parents think, if the report should fly to them, that they were seen with Gentlemen in a Tavern. You put me too't sir, Yet I must say again, I fear the Drawers, And Vintners boys will be familiar with them, And think they Mistress's. Gentleme ̄ you prevail. And weel not fail. How cheer you sir? By my faith they are comfortable beams sir. Would. Has the best smock fortune, to be beloved of women? Valle loo lo lille lo lilo, vallee loo lee lo lillo. Well held i'faith sir—mass and now I remember too, I think you never saw my little banquiting, box above, since I all terd it. O divinely sir: the pictuers are all new run over again. For what had the painter done think you, drew me, Venus naked, which is the grace of a men Room you know, & when he had done, drew a number of Oken-leaues before her, had not lawn been a hundred times softer, made a better show, and been more gentlewoman Like? Come, you shall see how 'tis altered now? I do not think but you'll Like her. Where be your liveries? Go, call the Coach! Gentlemen, you have excelled in kindness as we in boldness. Nothing goes so near my heart as that? Ah would sirs? Very-good I warrant, I said it some such thing; Whipping? you find not that in the statute to whip sat tin. A match. O properest of all wench: it must be a she wit that does those things, & thy mother was quick enough at it in her days. She's done well i'faith, I fear not now to turn her lose to any gentleman in Europe. Now mine sir? La I tell you, yowl bear me witness Gentlemen, If their complaints come to their parents ears, Their words of Art, I teach they nought but Art. Faith we saw none sir. Let me alone to furnish you with them. Ime satisfied.