14821482Bawd. O R
oger, R
oger, where's your mi
stris, wher's your
14831483mi
stris? there's the
fine
st, neate
st Gentleman at my hou
se,
14841484but newly come ouer: O where is
she, where is
she, where
14861486Rog. My mi
stris is abroad, but not among
st em: my mi
- 14871487stris is not the whore now that you take her for.
14881488Baw. How? is
she not a whore? do you go about to take
14891489away her good name, R
oger? you are a
fine Pandar indeed.
14901490Rog. I tell you,
Madona Finger-locke, I am not
sad for
14911491nothing, I ha not eaten one good meale this three & thir
- 14921492ty dayes: I had wont to get
sixteene pence by fetching a
14931493pottle of Hypocras: but now tho
se dayes are pa
st: we had
14941494as good doings,
Madona Finger-locke,
she within dores and
14951495I without, as any poore yong couple in Millain.
14961496Baw. Gods my life, and is
she chang'd now?
14971497Rog. I ha lo
st by her
squeami
shne
sse, more then would
14991499 And had
she no time to turn hone
st but now? what a vile
15001500woman is this? twenty pound a night, Ile be
sworne,
Roger,
15011501in good gold and no
siluer: why here was a time, if
she
15021502should ha pickt out a time, it could not be better! gold y
- 15031503nough
stirring; choyce of men, choyce of haire, choyce of
15041504beards, choyce of legs, and choyce of euery, euery, euery
15051505thing: it cannot
sink into my head, that
she
should be
such
15061506an A
sse. R
oger, I neuer beleeue it.
15071507Rog. Here
she comes now.
Enter Bellafronte. 15081508Baw. O
sweet
Madona, on with your loo
se gowne, your
15091509felt & your feather, there's the
sweete
st, propre
st, gallante
st 15101510Gentleman at my hou
se, he
smells all of Muske & Amber
15111511greece, his pocket full of Crownes,
flame-colourd dublet,
15121512red
satin ho
se, Carnation
silk
stockins, and a leg and a
1513bo
- Bel. Hence
THE HONEST WHORE.
15141514Bel. Hence, thou our
sexes mon
ster, poy
sonous Bawd,
15151515Lu
sts Fa
ctor, and damnations Orator,
15161516Go
ssip of hell, were all the Harlots
sinnes
15171517Which the whole world conteynes, numbred together,
15181518Thine farre exceeds them all; of all the creatures
15191519That euer were created, thou art ba
se
st:
15201520What
serpent would beguile thee of thy O
ffice?
15211521It is dete
stable: for thou liu'
st 15221522Vpon the dregs of Harlots, guard'
st the dore,
15231523Whil
st couples goe to dauncing: O cour
se deuill!
15241524Thou art the ba
stards cur
se, thou brand
st his birth,
15251525The lechers French di
sea
se; for thou dry-
suck
st him:
15261526The Harlots poy
son, and thine owne confu
sion.
15271527Baw. Mary come vp with a pox, haue you no body to
15281528raile again
st, but your Bawd now?
15291529Bel. And you, Knaue Pandar, kin
sman to a Bawd.
15301530Rog. You and I
Madona, are Cozens.
15311531Bel. Of the
same bloud and making, neere allyed,
15321532Thou, that
slaue to
sixpence, ba
se-mettald villayne.
15331533Rog. Sixpence? nay that's not
so; I neuer took vnder two
15341534shillings foure pence, I hope I know my fee.
15351535Bel. I know not again
st which mo
st to inueigh:
15361536For both of you are damnd
so equally.
15371537Thou neuer
spar'
st for oathes:
swear
st any thing,
15381538As if thy
soule were made of
shoe-leather.
15391539God dam me, Gentleman, if she be within,
15401540When in the next roome
she's found dallying.
15411541Rog. If it be my vocation to
sweare, euery man in his vo
- 15421542cation: I hope my betters
sweare and dam them
selues, and
15431543why
should not I?
Bel. R
oger, you cheat kind gentlemen?
15461546Baw. And you do ca
sheere him, he
shalbe entertaynd.
15471547Rog. Shall I? then blurt a your
seruice.
15481548Bel. As hell would haue it, entertaynd by you!
15491549I dare the deuill him
selfe to match tho
se two.
Exit. 15501550Baw. Mary gup, are you growne
so holy,
so pure,
so ho
- F 2 Rog. Scur-
THE HONEST WHORE.
15521552Rog. Scuruy hone
st Punck! But
stay
Madona, how mu
st 15531553our agreement be now? for you know I am to haue all the
15541554commings in at the hall dore, & you at the chamber dore.
15551555Ba. True
Rog. except my vailes.
Rog. Vailes, what vailes?
15561556Ba. Why as thus, if a couple come in a Coach, & light to
15571557lie down a little, then
Roger, thats my fee, & you may walk
15581558abroad; for the Coach man him
selfe is their Pandar.
15591559Ro. Is a
so? in truth I haue almo
st forgot, for want of ex
- 15601560erci
se: But how if I fetch this Citizens wife to that Gull, &
15611561that
Madona to that Gallant, how then?
15621562Ba. Why then,
Roger, you are to haue
sixpence a lane,
15631563so many lanes,
so many
sixpences.
15641564Ro. I
st so? thē I
see we two
shall agree and liue together.
15651565Ba. I
Roger,
so long as there be any Tauernes and baw
-