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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

    Copyright Digital Renaissance Editions. This text may be freely used for educational, non-profit purposes; for all other uses contact the Editor.
    Author: George Chapman
    Editor: Eleanor Lowe
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    An Humorous Day's Mirth (Quarto 1, 1599)

    An humorous
    Lem. It is my Lord, yet one word more faire ladie.
    Lab. Faine would he haue it do, and it will not be: harke
    you wife, what signe will you make mee nowe if you re-
    lent not?
    745Flo. Lend him my handkercher to wipe his lips of their
    last disgrace.
    Lab. Excellent good, go forward, see I pray.
    Flo. An other signe yfaith, loue is required.
    Lem. Let him haue signes inowe, my heauenly loue,
    750then knowe there is a priuate meeting this day at Verones
    ordinarie, where if you will do me the grace to come, and
    bring the beauteous Martia with you, I wil prouide a faire
    and priuate roome, where you shal be vnseene of any man,
    onely of me, and of the King himselfe, whom I will cause
    755to honour your repaire with his high presence, and there
    with Musicke and quicke reuellings you may reuiue your
    spirits so long time dulled.
    Flo. Ile send for Martia then, and meete you there, and
    tell my husband, I wil locke my selfe in my choise walke
    760till supper-time: we pray sir, wipe your lips of the disgrace
    they tooke in their last labour.
    Lem. Mary the diuell was neuer so dispited.
    Lab. Nay stay, see.
    Lem. No, no, my L, you haue the constantst wife that
    765euer: wel, Ile say no more.Exit.
    Lab. Neuer was minion so disminioned, come con-
    stancie, come my girle, Ile leaue thee loose to twentie of
    them yfaith.
    Then he
    sighes.
    Flo. Come my good head, come.Exit.

    770Enter the King and all the lords, with the Trumpets.
    King. Why sound these Trumpets in the Diuelles
    name.
    C. To shew the King comes.
    King. To shew the King comes Go hang the Trum-
    775petters, they mocke me boldly, and euery other thing that
    makes
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