THE HONEST WHORE.
12451246Fust. The Deuils dung in thy teeth: Ile be welcom whe
- 12461247ther thou wilt or no, I: What Ring's this Coz? very pretty
12471248and fanta
sticall ifayth, lets
see it.
12481249Wife Puh! nay you wrench my
finger.
12491250Fust. I ha
sworne Ile ha't, and I hope you wil not let my
12501251othes be crackt in the ring, wil you? I hope,
sir, you are not
12511252mallicolly at this for all your great lookes: are you angry?
12521253Cand. Angry? not I
sir, nay, if
she can part
12531254So ea
sily with her Ring, tis with my heart.
12541255Geo. Su
ffer this,
sir, &
su
ffer all, a whore
son Gull, to --,
12551256Can. Peace,
George, whē
she has reapt what I haue
sown,
12561257Sheele
say, one grayne ta
stes better of her owne,
12571258Then whole
sheaues gatherd
from anothers land:
12581259Wit's neuer good, till bought at a deare hand.
12591260Geo. But in the meane time
she makes an A
sse of
some
(body. 126012612. Pren. See,
see,
see,
sir, as you turne your backe, they
12621263Cand. No matter, let 'em: when I touch her lip,
12631264I
shall not feele his ki
sses, no nor mi
sse
12641265Any of her lip: no harme in ki
ssing is.
12651266Looke to your bu
sine
sse, pray, make vp your wares.
12661267Fust. Troth Coz, and well remembred, I would thou
12671268would
st giue mee
fiue yards of Lawne, to make my
Punke 12681269some falling bands a the fa
shiō, three falling one vpon ano
- 12691270ther: for that's the new editiō now:
she's out of linnen hor
- 12701271ribly too, troth,
sha's neuer a good
smock to her back ney
- 12711272ther, but one that has a great many patches in't, & that I'm
12721273faine to weare my
selfe for want of
shift to: prithee put me
12731274into hole
som napery, & be
stow
some cleane commodities
12741275vpō vs.
Wife. Reach me tho
se Cambricks, & the Lawnes
12751276hither.
Cand. What to doe wife? to laui
sh out my goods
12771278Fust. Foole! Sneales eate the foole, or Ile
so batter your
12781279crowne, that it
shall
scarce go for
fiue
shillings.
127912802. Pr. Do you heare
sir? y'are be
st be quiet, &
say a foole
(tels you so. 12801281Fust. Nailes, I think
so, for thou tel
st me.
12811282Can. Are you angry
sir, becau
se I namde the foole?
12821283Tru
st me, you are not wi
se, in mine owne hou
se;
And