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- Edition: The Honest Whore, Part 2
The Honest Whore, Part 2 (Quarto 1, 1630)
- Introduction
- The Honest Whore, Parts 1 and 2: Acknowledgements
- The Honest Whore, Parts 1 and 2: Abbreviations
- The Honest Whore, Parts 1 and 2: Introduction
- The Honest Whore, Parts 1 and 2: Analysis of the Plays
- The Honest Whore, Parts 1 and 2: The Plays in Performance
- The Honest Whore, Parts 1 and 2: Textual Introduction
- The Honest Whore, Parts 1 and 2: Appendices
- Texts of this edition
- Facsimiles
891Enter Candido, Lodouico like a Prentice.
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895Cand. Neuer, beleeue me, Signior.
897ces would make mad Gallants, for they would spend all, and
899make mad Prentices. How does thy wife like me? Nay, I
901my Mistris like me?
904the arrantest knaues: but to our Comedy, come.
906And grow impatient: I shall neuer doo't.
907Lod. S'blood, cannot you doe as all the world does?
908counterfet.
911colours; I cannot doo't.
912Lod. Remember y'are a Linnen Draper, and that if you
914fore a quarter of your yard, not a nayle.
916but in the blood.
920She in her duty either will recoyle,
921Or breake in pieces and so dye: her death,
922By my vnkindnesse might be counted murther.
923Lod. Dye? neuer, neuer; I doe not bid you beat her, nor
925humours. Are not Bakers armes the skales of Iustice? yet
926is not their bread light? and may not you I pray bridle her
927with a sharpe bit, yet ride her gently?
928Cand. Well, I will try your pills, doe you your faithfull
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931Lod. Come, come, Ile prompt you.
933Lod. Doe, doe, brauely.
936Cand. Sirra, bid my wife come to me: why, when?
940Cand. Mary wife,
942He beares good will and liking to my trade,
943And meanes to deale in Linnen.
947that his bed and chamber be made ready.
949I looke to his bed? looke too't your selfe.
951I sweare to you a great oath.
952Lod. Sweare, cry Zoundes.
953Cand. I will not, goe to wife, I will not.
954Lod. That your great oath?
958You know at Table
962Bride. Euen what you will.
963Lod. Call her arrant whore.
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967Cambricks, Lawnes, what doe you lacke. Exit Lodouico.
970Wife, Ile tame you.
973Limbd like an Oxe, throwne by a little man.
977Cand. Ile teach you fencing trickes.
978Omnes. Rare, rare; a prize.
980Can. Mary, my good Prentice, nothing but breathe my wife.
981Bride. Breathe me with your yard?
983Bride. Since you'll needes fence, handle your weapon well,
984For if you take a yard, Ile take an ell.
985Reach me an ell.
988with her; your yard is a plaine Heathenish weapon; 'tis too
990Cand. Yet I ha the longer arme, come fall too't roundly,
992If o're husbands their wiues will needes be Masters,
993We men will haue a law to win't at wasters
994Lod. 'Tis for the breeches, is't not?
995Cand. For the breeches.
997Cand. Nor I.
999Cand. What's that?
1002Lod. Let her ha'te.
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1004Cand. A bargaine. Strike.
1006For I play all at legges, but 'tis thus low.She kneeles.
1007Behold, I am such a cunning Fencer growne,
1008I keepe my ground, yet downe I will be throwne
1010The wife that is her husbands Soueraigne.
1016You win the breeches, but I win the day.
1018Ile challenge thee no more: my patient brest
1019Plaid thus the Rebell, onely for a iest:
1020Here's the rancke rider that breakes Colts, 'tis he
1021Can tame the mad folkes, and curst wiues.
1022Bride. Who, your man?
1026his haire on, Ile serue you no longer.
1028Lod. Yes faith, wench, I taught him to take thee downe:
1029I hope thou canst take him downe without teaching; you
1034I giue you all your yeeres.