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- Edition: The Honest Whore, Part 2
The Honest Whore, Part 2 (Quarto 1, 1630)
- Introduction
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- The Honest Whore, Parts 1 and 2: Acknowledgements
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- The Honest Whore, Parts 1 and 2: Abbreviations
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- The Honest Whore, Parts 1 and 2: Introduction
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- The Honest Whore, Parts 1 and 2: Analysis of the Plays
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- The Honest Whore, Parts 1 and 2: The Plays in Performance
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- The Honest Whore, Parts 1 and 2: Textual Introduction
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- The Honest Whore, Parts 1 and 2: Appendices
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- Texts of this edition
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1613Enter Matheo (braue) and Bellafront.
1617Bel. The Taylor has plaid his part with you.
1619lor, for I owe him for the making of it.
1622of your best ranke of Gallants, to make their Taylors waite
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1623for their money, neither were it wisedome indeed to pay
1625the suite is owing for, when the lynings are worne out, and
1627fore the Mercer.
1631ed on them. It's a generous fellow,--but--pox on him--we
1632whose Pericranions are the very Limbecks and Stillitories
1634ping Oysters. Shallow Knight, poore Squire Tinacheo: Ile
1636he's alwaies sober.
1638Mat. No faith, Front, Lodouico is a noble Slauonian: it's
1641cers there.--One knockes,-- See-- La, fa, sol, la, fa, la,
1644Enter Bellafront, after her Orlando like himselfe, with
1645foure men after him.
1646Bel. Matheo? 'tis my Father.
1648Prodigals here.
1649Orl. Is not the doore good enough to hold your blue
1650Coates? away, Knaues. Weare not your cloathes thred-bare
1651at knees for me; beg Heauens blessing, (not mine.) Oh cry
1653this Gentlewoman, your wife here.
1656That Serpents who creepe low, belch ranker poison
1657That winged Dragons doe, that flie aloft.
Orl.
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1660Bel. Yes, and our Kingdome, for 'tis our content.
1661Orl. It's a very poore Kingdome then; what, are all your
1664like one of your profession, euery roome with bare walls,
1665and a halfe-headed bed to vault vpon (as all your bawdy-
1673The heate no more remaines, then where ships went,
1674Or where birds cut the aire, the print remaines.
1675Mat. Pox on him, kneele to a Dog?
1676Bel. She that's a Whore,
1677Liues gallant, fares well, is not (like me) poore,
1679As if I had neuer knowne it; that, neuer bin.
1680Orl. No acquaintance with it? what maintaines thee
1681then? how doest liue then? has thy husband any Lands? any
1682Rents comming in, any Stocke going, any Ploughs iogging,
1685Knaues are thy Chapmen, and thy Shop is Hell.
1691runne all this while, and ha not stopt it.
1695doore.
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1696Bel. Matheo?
1699Orl. That's the Deuill.
1705Queane, thou like a Knaue; she like a Whore, thou like a
1706Thiefe.
1707Mat. Theife? Zounds Thiefe?
1709Mat. Pox on you both, Ile not be braued: New Sattin
1710scornes to be put downe with bare bawdy Veluet. Thiefe?
1712monger, a Pot-hunter, a Borrower, a Begger----
1713Bel. Deare Father.
1715Villaine, a Moth, a mangy Mule, with an old veluet foot-
1716cloth on his backe, sir.
1717Bel. Oh me!
1718Orl. Varlet, for this Ile hang thee.
1719Mat. Ha, ha, alas.
1721Mat. Vnder thy beard.
1723as thy selfe.
1726good fellow, I confesse, and valiant, but he'll bring thee to'th 1727Gallowes; you both haue robd of late two poore Country
1728Pedlers.
1730Pedlers? beare witnes Front, rob Pedlers? my man and I a
1731Thiefe?
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1733Orl. I Knaue, two Pedlers, hue and cry is vp, Warrants
1735Mat And come downe againe as well as a Bricklayer, or
1736a Tyler. How the vengeance knowes he this? If I be han-
1737ged, Ile tell the people I married old Friscabaldoes Daughter,
1740hang'd too, for being in thy company; therefore, as I found
1741you, I leaue you.
1742Mat. Kneele, and get money of him.
1743Orl. A Knaue and a Queane, a Thiefe and a Strumpet, a
1744couple of Beggers, a brace of Baggages.
1746follow close--we are Beggers--in Sattin--to him.
1748You ha left me frozen to death?
1751If as you say I'm poore, relieue me then,
1753You call me Strumpet, Heauen knowes I am none:
1754Your cruelty may driue me to be one:
1756Of common Whore liue longer then my name.
1757That cunning Bawd (Necessity) night and day
1758Plots to vndoe me; driue that Hag away,
1760I sinke for euer.
1763I am not worth a dish to hold my meate;
1764I am yet poorer, I want bread to eate.
1767rogue.
1768Orl. Want bread? there's Sattin: bake that.
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1771pier.
1776And when thou beggest, Ile feed thee at my doore,
1777As I feed Dogs, (with bones) till then beg,
1778Borrow, pawne, steale, and hang, turne Bawde.
1782light vpon all the generation of you; he can come bragging
1783hither with foure white Herrings (at's taile) in blue
1784Coates without roes in their bellies, but I may starue ere he
1785giue me so much as a cob.
1786Bel. What tell you me of this? alas.
1787Mat. Goe trot after your Dad, doe you capitulate, Ile
1789hypocriticall close common Harlot: away, you Dog----
1790Braue yfaith! Vds foot, Giue me some meate.
1793uill athe t'other side: Pacheco, Ile checo you. Is this your
1797but honest whores with a pox: Mary here in our Citty, all
1799but the man leapes into the saddle.
1800Enter Bellafront.
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1808and gnaw him to the bare bones: come fill.
1810'las, 'tis no fault of mine.
1812ribbes.
1814Enter Orlando.
1816doe you beg victuals for me? Is this Sattin doublet to bee
1821Zownds, doe but touch one haire of her, and Ile so quilt
1822your cap with old Iron, that your coxcombe shall ake the
1824Rabbet, that you must haue the head for the braines?
1825Mat. Ha, ha: Goe out of my doores, you Rogue, away,
1826foure markes trudge.
1828made flie hie, and I am gone.
1832cocke.
1834Mat. Sirra, here was my Father-in-law to day.
1838gold.
1841growing foule in words, he and foure of his men drew vp-
1842on me, sir.
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1844Mat. I made no more adoe, but fell to my old locke, and
1846ther-in-law, and then walkt like a Lion in my grate.
1848Mat. Sirra, he could tell me of the robbing the two
1849Pedlers, and that warrants are out for vs both.
1856bone.
1858this can bite.
1860the signe of the Shipwracke.
1866Enter Hipollito and Bellafront.
1868But as ill man'd) her sinking will be wraught,
1869If rescue come not: like a Man of warre
1870Ile therefore brauely out: somewhat Ile doe,
1873Bel. Fate? your folly.
1875Are wound vp long agoe, which beauty spred,
1876The flowres that once grew here, are withered.
1877You turn'd my blacke soule white, made it looke new,
Hip.
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1880We met i'th Lists together, you remember
1881You were a common Rebell; with one parlee
1882I won you to come in.
1883Bel. You did.
1884Hip. Ile try
1885If now I can beate downe this Chastity
1886With the same Ordnance; will you yeeld this Fort,
1887If with the power of Argument now (as then)
1888I get of you the conquest: as before
1889I turnd you honest, now to turne you whore,
1891Bell. If you can,
1892I yeeld.
1895Hip. Sit.
1896Bel. Beginne:
1897'Tis a braue battaile to encounter sinne.
1900To winne a woman, if you wud haue me speed,
1901Send all your wishes.
1902Bel. No doubt y'are heard, proceede.
1904The very name's a charme to make you one.
1905Harlot was a Dame of so diuine
1910Men say, Behold; another Harlot there;
1911And after her all women that were faire
1912Were Harlots call'd, as to this day some are:
1914That she's in Latine call'd the Meretrix.
1915Thus for the name; for the profession, this,
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1916Who liues in bondage, liues lac'd, the chiefe blisse
1917This world below can yeeld, is liberty:
1923She (Horst, or Coacht) does merry iourneys make,
1924Free as the Sunne in his gilt Zodiake:
1929In briefe, Gentlemen haunt them, Soldiers fight for them,
1930Few men but know them, few or none abhorre them:
1932Whom (as the worst ground) I would turne to common:
1933But you I would enclose for mine owne bed.
1936(Besides your husband) is to fall to none,
1937For one no number is.
1939One in your bed, would you that reckoning make?
1940'Tis time you sound retreate.
1941Hip. Say, haue I wonne,
1942Is the day ours?
1943Bel. The battaile's but halfe done,
1946Hip. If you can win the day,
1947The glorie's yours.
1950Yet she was tied to lawes then, for (ouen than)
1952Anon, t'increase earths brood, the law was varied,
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1953Men should take many wiues: and tho they married
1954According to that Act, yet 'tis not knowne,
1955But that those wiues were onely tied to one.
1956New Parliaments were since: for now one woman
1960So spread they Nets of gold, and tune their Calls,
1961To inchaunt silly women to take falls:
1962Swearing they are Angels, (which that they may win)
1963They'll hire the Deuill to come with false Dice in.
1967The water downe is powred, cast out of doores,
1969A Harlot (like a Hen) more sweetnes reapes,
1970To picke men one by one vp, then in heapes:
1972I serue but for the time, and when the day
1973Of warre is done, am casheerd out of pay:
1974If like lame Soldiers I could beg, that's all,
1976Who then would be a mans slaue, a mans woman?
1984Oh, then you curse that Bawd that toald you in,
1986You loath her very sight, and ere the day
1988Euen then when you are drunke with all her sweets,
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1993So coorse as you would make them, tell me why
1994You so long loued the trade?
1995Bel. If all the threds
1996Of Harlots lyues be fine as you would make them,
1997Why doe not you perswade your wife turne whore,
1999Like an ill husband (tho I knew the same,
2000To be my vndoing) followed I that game.
2001Oh when the worke of Lust had earn'd my bread,
2003Ere it went downe, should choake me (chewing it?)
2004My bed seem'd like a Cabin hung in Hell,
2005The Bawde Hells Porter, and the lickorish wine
2006The Pander fetch'd, was like an easie Fine,
2007For which, me thought I leas'd away my soule,
2008And oftentimes (euen in my quaffing bowle)
2010And haue drunke downe thus much confusion more.
2012Two of one trade neuer loue; no more doe you.
2016Set colours on a Harlot base enough.
2017Nothing did make me, when I loued them best,
2018To loath them more then this: when in the street
2021And I (to all) a Rauen: euery eye
2022That followed her, wont with a bash full glance
2023At me, each bold and ieering countenance
2025Some Tower vnvanquished) would they vaile,
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2028I (tho with face maskt) could not scape the hem,
2032Let her walke Saint-like, notelesse, and vnknowne,
2035For men account them good but for one yeere:
2036And then like Almanackes (whose dates are gone)
2037They are throwne by, and no more lookt vpon.
2038Who'le therefore backward fall, who will lanch forth
2039In Seas so foule, for ventures no more worth?
2043Let the world iudge which of vs two haue won.
2044Hip. I!
2049(Tho loaden with sinnes) euen to Hells brazen doores.