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  • Title: An Humorous Day's Mirth (Quarto 1, 1599)
  • Editor: Eleanor Lowe
  • Coordinating editor: Brett Greatley-Hirsch
  • General textual editor: Helen Ostovich
  • ISBN: 978-1-55058-513-1

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    Author: George Chapman
    Editor: Eleanor Lowe
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    An Humorous Day's Mirth (Quarto 1, 1599)

    An humerous
    Lem. O she dares not, she dares not; I am as glad I haue
    385tride your puritie as may be: you the most constant Lady
    in France? I know an hundred Ladies in this towne that
    wil dance, reuill all night amongst gallants, and in the mor-
    ning goe to bed to her husband as cleere a woman as if she
    were new christned, kisse him, imbrace him, and say, no,
    390no husband, thou art the man, and he takes her for the wo-
    Flo. And all this can I doe.
    La. Take heede of it wife.
    Flo. Feare not my good heade, I warrant you for
    Lem. Nay Madam, triumph not before the victorie,
    howe can you conquer that, against which you neuer
    striue, or striue against that which neuer incounters you
    To liue idle in this walke, to inioy this companie, to weare
    400this habite, and haue no more delights then those will af-
    foorde you, is to make vertue an idle huswife, and to hide
    herselfe slouthfull cobwebbes that still should be ado-
    rned with actions of victorie: no Madam, if you wil vnwor-
    thilly prooue your constancie to your husband, you must
    405put on rich apparrell, fare daintily, heare musique, reade
    Sonetes be continually courted, kisse, daunce, feast, reuell
    all night amongst gallants, then if you come to bed to
    your husband with a cleere minde, and a cleere body, then
    are your vertues ipsissima; then haue you passed the ful test
    410of experiment, and you shall haue an hundred gallants
    fight thus farre in bloud for the defence of your reputati-
    Lab. O vanitie of vanities!
    Flo. O husband this is perfect tryall indeede.
    415La. And you wil try all this now, wil you not?
    Flo Yea my good head, for it is written, we must passe
    to perfection through al temptation, Abacuke the fourth.
    Lab. Abacucke, cucke me no cuckes, in a doores I
    saye, theeues, Puritanes, murderers, in a doores I