THE HONEST WHORE.
17771777But leaue no good deeds to pre
serue them
sound,
17781778For good deedes keepe men
sweet, long aboue ground,
17791779And mu
st all come to this; fooles; wi
se, all hether,
17801780Mu
st all heads thus at la
st be laid together:
17811781Draw me my pi
cture then, thou graue neate workeman,
17821782After this fa
shion, not like this; the
se coulours
17831783In time ki
ssing but ayre, will be ki
st o
ff,
17841784But heres a fellow; that which he layes on,
17851785Till doomes day, alters not complexion.
17861786Deaths' the be
st Painter then
: They that draw
shapes,
17871787And liue by wicked faces, are but Gods Apes,
17881788They come but neere the life, and there they
stay,
17891789This fellow drawes life to: his Art is fuller,
17901790The pi
ctures which he makes are without coulour.
17921792Ser. Heres a per
son would
speake with you Sir.
17941794Ser. A par
son
sir would
speake with you.
17961796Ser. Vicar? no
sir, has too good a face to be a Vicar yet, a
17981798Hip. What youth
? of man or woman? lock the dores.
17991799Ser. If it be a woman, mary-bones and Potato pies keepe
18001800me for medling with her, for the thing has got the breeches,
18011801tis a male-varlet
sure my Lord, for a womans tayler nere
18031803Hip. Let him giue thee his me
ssage and be gone.
18041804Ser. He
sayes hees
signior
Mathaeos man, but I know he
18071807Ser. Cau
se has nere a beard: tis his boy I thinke
sir, who
- 18091809Hip. Send him and keepe the doore.
Reades. 18131813Ide
saile were I to choo
se, not in the Ocean,
Cedars