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  • Title: The Honest Whore, Part 1 (Quarto 2, 1604)
  • Editor: Joost Daalder
  • ISBN: 978-1-55058-490-5

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    Authors: Thomas Dekker, Thomas Middleton
    Editor: Joost Daalder
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    The Honest Whore, Part 1 (Quarto 2, 1604)

    The conuerted Courtizan.
    Bel. Hence, thou our sexes mon ster, poysonous Bawd,
    1515Lu sts Factor, and damnations Orator,
    Gossip of hell, were all the Harlots sinnes
    Which the whole world conteynes, numbred together,
    Thine farre exceeds them all; of all the creatures
    That euer were created, thou art base st:
    1520What serpent would beguile thee of thy Office?
    It is dete stable: for thou liu' st
    Vpon the dregs of Harlots, guard' st the dore,
    Whil st couples goe to dauncing: O course deuill!
    Thou art the ba stards curse, thou brand st his birth,
    1525The lechers French disease; for thou dry-suck st him:
    The Harlots poyson, and thine owne confu sion.
    Baw. Mary come vp with a pox, haue you no body to
    raile again st, but your Bawd now?
    Bel. And you, Knaue Pandar, kinsman to a Bawd.
    1530 Rog. You and I Madona, are Cozens.
    Bel. Of the same bloud and making, neere allyed,
    Thou, that slaue to sixpence, base-mettald villayne.
    Rog. Sixpence? nay that's not so; I neuer took vnder two
    shillings foure pence, I hope I know my fee.
    1535 Bel. I know not again st which mo st to inueigh:
    For both of you are damnd so equally.
    Thou neuer spar' st for oathes: swear st any thing,
    As if thy soule were made of shoe-leather.
    God dam me, Gentleman, if she be within,
    1540When in the next roome she's found dallying.
    Rog. If it be my vocation to sweare, euery man in his vo-
    cation: I hope my betters sweare and dam themselues, and
    why should not I? Bel. Roger, you cheat kind gentlemen?
    Rog. The more gulls they.
    1545 Bel. Slaue, I ca sheere thee.
    Baw. And you do ca sheere him, he shalbe entertaynd.
    Rog. Shall I? then blurt a your seruice.
    Bel. As hell would haue it, entertaynd by you!
    I dare the deuill himselfe to match those two. Exit.
    1550 Baw. Mary gup, are you growne so holy, so pure, so ho-
    ne st with a pox?
    Rog. Scur-
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