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  • Title: The Honest Whore, Part 2 (Quarto 1, 1630)
  • 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.
    Author: Thomas Dekker
    Editor: Joost Daalder
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    The Honest Whore, Part 2 (Quarto 1, 1630)

    The Hone st Whore.
    Seruant. My Lord calls.---- within.----
    Hip. Send me the Footman.
    Ser. Call the Footman to my Lord. Bryan, Bryan.

    Enter Bryan.
    1265 Hip. It can be no man else, that Iri sh Iudas,
    Bred in a Country where no venom prospers,
    But in the Nations blood hath thus betraid me.
    Slaue, get you from your seruice.
    Bry. Faat meane st thou by this now?
    1270 Hip. Que stion me not, nor tempt my fury, villaine,
    Could st thou turne all the Mountaines in the land,
    To hills of gold, and to giue me; here thou staye st not.
    Bry. I faat, I care not.
    Hip. Prate not, but get thee gone, I shall send else.
    1275 Bry. I, doe predy, I had rather haue thee make a scabbard
    of my guts, and let out all de Iri sh puddings in my poore
    belly, den to be a false knaue to de I faat, I will neuer see
    dyne own sweet face more. A mawhid deer a gra, fare de well,
    fare de well, I wil goe steale Cowes agen in Ireland. Exit.
    1280 Hip. He's damn'd that rais'd this whirlewind, which
    hath blowne
    Into her eyes this iealou sie: yet Ile on,
    Ile on, stood armed Deuils staring in my face,
    To be pursued in flight, quickens the race,
    1285Shall my blood streames by a wiues lu st be bard?
    Fond woman, no: Iron growes by strokes more hard,
    Lawle s s e de sires are seas scorning all bounds,
    Or sulphure which being ram'd vp, more confounds,
    Strugling with mad men, madnes nothing tames,
    1290Winds wra stling with great fires, incense the flames. Exit.

    Enter Matheo, Bellafront, and Orlando.

    Bel. How now, what ayles your Ma ster?
    Orl. Has taken a yonger brothers purge, forsooth, and
    that workes with him.
    Bel.