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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 Honest Whore.
    Omnes. Swagger: and make him doo't on his knees.
    2280Cand. How, Bots? now blesse me, what doe I with Bots?
    no wine in sooth, no wine, good Master Bots.
    Bots. Gray-beard, Goats pizzle: 'tis a health, haue this
    in your guts, or this, there: I will sing a bawdy song, sir, be-
    cause your vergis face is melancholly, to make liquor goe
    2285downe glib: will you fall on your maribones, and pledge
    this health, 'tis to my Mistris, a whore?
    Cand. Here's Ratsbane vpon Ratsbane: Master Bots, I
    pray, sir, pardon me: you are a Soldier, presse me not to this
    seruice, I am old, and shoot not in such pot-gunnes.
    2290Bots. Cap, Ile teach you.
    Cand. To drinke healths, is to drinke sicknesse: Gentle-
    men, pray rescue me.
    Bots. Zounds, who dare?
    Omnes. We shall ha stabbing then?
    2295Cand. I ha reckonings to cast vp, good Master Bots.
    Bots. This will make you cast em vp better.
    Lod. Why does your hand shake so?
    Cand. The palsie, Signiors, danceth in my blood.
    Bots. Pipe with a pox, sir, then, or Ile make your blood
    2300dance----
    Cand. Hold, hold, good Master Bots, I drinke.
    Omnes. To whom?
    Cand. To the old Countesse there.
    Hors. To me, old Boy? this is he that neuer drunke wine:
    2305once agen too't.
    Cand. With much adoe the poison is got downe,
    Tho I can scarce get vp; neuer before
    Dranke I a whores health, nor will neuer more.

    Enter Orlando with Lawnes.
    2310Mat. Hast bin at Gallowes?
    Orl. Yes, sir, for I make account to suffer to day.
    Mat. Looke, Signior: here's the Commodity.
    Cand. Your price?
    Mat. Thus.
    Cand