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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)

    dayes mirth.
    Cat. Why my Lord she thinkes it is for nothing, but to
    speake for your cosen.
    Mo. I pray you birde, giue me leaue to speake for my
    565Co. I am content for him.
    Mo. Then one woorde with you more, curteous ladie
    Be. Not, and you were my father.
    Mo. Gentlemen, for God sake thrust this asse out of the
    Lem. Nay, birladye he le runne home and tell her fa-
    Ca. Well, go to her, I warrant he shall not trouble you
    (kind gentleman) how we dote on thee: imbrace him gen-
    Blan. O sweete Besha how we honour thee.
    Co. Nay Gentlemen, looke what a pearcing eye hee
    Be. An eie? I haue an eie and it were a pole-cat.
    580Ca. Nay, looke what a nose he hath.
    Be. My nose is nete crimson.
    Blan. Nay, looke what a handsome man he is, O
    Nature, Nature, thou neuer madest man of so pure a fea-
    585Be. Truly truly Gentlemen, I do not deserue this kind-
    Ca. O Lorde sir, you are too modest, come shall we
    Be. Whither? to the alehouse?
    590Le Hearke you Madam, haue you no more care of the
    right of your husband, then to let him talke thus affectio-
    nately with another?
    Coun. Why he speakes not for himselfe, but for his cosen
    595Le. Gods my life? he telles you so, nay and these excuses
    may serue I haue done.
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