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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
    plished, yet to shew thee how brittle their wittes be, I will
    1245speake to them seuerally, and I will tell thee before what
    they shall answer me.
    Cat. Thats excellent, lets see that yfaith.
    Lem. Whatsoeuer I say to Monsieur Rowlee, he shall
    say, O sir, you may see an ill weed growes apace.
    1250Cat. Come, lets see.
    Lem. Now Monsieur Rowlee, me thinks you are excee-
    dingly growne since your comming to Paris.
    Row. O sir, you may see an ill weed growes a pace.
    Cat. This is excellent, forward sir I pray.
    1255Lem. What soere I say to Labesha, he shall answer me,
    blacke will beare no other hue, and that same olde Iustice,
    as greedie of a stale prouerbe, he shall come in the necke
    of that and say, Blacke is a pearle in a womans eye.
    Cat. Yea, much yfayth.
    1260Lem. Looke thee, here comes hither Labesha, Catalian,
    and I haue beene talking of thy complexion, and I say, that
    all the faire ladies in France would haue beene in loue with
    thee, but that thou art so blacke.
    Labe. O sir blacke will beare no other hue.
    1265Foy. O sir blacke is a pearle in a womans eye.
    Lem. You say true sir, you say true sir, sirrah Catalian,
    whatsoere I say to Berger that is so busie at Cardes, he shall
    answer me, sblood, I do not meane to die as long as I can
    see one aliue.
    1270Cat. Come let vs see you.
    Lem. Why Berger, I thought thou hadst beene dead, I
    haue not heard thee chide all this while.
    Ber. Sblood, I do not meane to die, as long as I can see
    one aliue.
    1275Cat. Why but hearke you Lemot, I hope you cannot
    make this lord answer so roundly.
    Lem. O, as right as any of them all, and he shall aun-
    swere mee with an olde Latine Prouerbe, that is,
    vsus promptus facit.
    Cat.
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