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  • Title: The Honest Whore, Part 1 (Quarto 1, 1604)
  • Editor: Joost Daalder
  • ISBN: 978-1-55058-490-5

    Copyright Digital Renaissance Editions. This text may be freely used for educational, non-profit purposes; for all other uses contact the Editor.
    Authors: Thomas Dekker, Thomas Middleton
    Editor: Joost Daalder
    Peer Reviewed

    The Honest Whore, Part 1 (Quarto 1, 1604)

    The Hone st Whore.
    Fu stigo By this welkin that heere roares? I will, or else
    300let me never know what a secret is: why si ster do you thinke
    Ile cunni-catch you, when you are my coosen? Gods my life,
    then I were a starke A s s e, if I fret not his guts, beg me for a
    foole.
    Viola Be circumspect, and do so then, farewell.
    305 Fu st . The Tortoys si ster? Ile stay there; forty duckats. Exit.
    Viola Thither Ile send: this law can none deny,
    Women mu st have their longings, or they die. Exit.
    Gasparo the Duke, Doctor Benedicke, two seruants.
    Duke Give charge that none do enter, locke the doores;
    310And fellowes, what your eyes and eares receave,
    Vpon your lives tru st not the gadding aire
    To carry the lea st part of it: the gla s s e, the houre-gla s s e.
    Doctor Heere my Lord.
    Duke. Ah, tis meere spent.
    315But Doctor Benedick, does your Art speake truth?
    Art sure the soporiferous streame will ebbe,
    And leave the Chri stall banks of her white body
    (Pure as they were at fir st) iu st at the houre?
    Doctor Iu st at the houre my Lord.
    320 Duke Vncurtaine her.
    Softly sweete Doctor: what a coldi sh heate
    Spreads over all her bodie.
    Doctor Now it workes:
    The vitall spirits that by a sleepie charme
    325Were bound vp fa st, and threw an icie ru st
    On her exterior parts, now gin to breake:
    Trouble her not my Lord.
    Duke Some stooles, you calld
    For mu sicke, did you not? Oh ho, it speakes,
    330It speakes, watch sirs her waking, note those sands,
    Doctor sit downe: A Dukedome that should wey mine
    Owne downe twice, being put into one scale:
    And that fond desperate boy Hipolito,
    Making the weight vp, should not (at my hands)
    335Buy her i'th tother, were her state more light
    Than hers, who makes a dowrie vp with almes.

    Doctor
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