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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 humorous
    Blan. I shall be glad to be commanded by you.
    Le. I pray do not you say so.
    Blan. I pray do not you say so.
    Le. Well Gentlemen, this day let's consecrate to mirth,
    100and Colenet you know no man better, that you are mightily
    in loue with loue, by Martia daughter to old Foyes.
    Co. I confesse it here are none but friends.
    Le. Wel then, go to her this morning in Countesse Mo-
    ris name, and so perhaps you may get her company, thogh
    105the olde churle bee so iealous that he will suffer no man to
    come at her, but the vaine gull Labesha for his liuing sake,
    and he as yet she will not be acquainted withall.
    Co. Well this Ile do whatsoeuer come on it.
    Le. Why nothing but good wil come of it, nere doubt
    110it man.
    Cata. Hee hath taken vp his stand, talke a little further
    and see and you can remoue him.
    Le. I wil Cat. nowe Monsieur Blanuele marke I pray.
    Blan. I do sir very well I warrant you.
    115Le. You know the old Count Laberuele, hath a passing
    faire yong Lady, that is a passing foule Puritane.
    Blan. I know her very well sir, she goes more like a
    milke maide then a Countesse, for all her youth and beau-
    120Lemot. True sir, yet of her is the old Count so iealous
    that he will suffer no man to come at her, yet I will find a
    meanes, that two of vs will haue accesse to her tho, be-
    fore his face, which shal so heate his ielous humor til he be
    start mad: but Colenet go you first to louely Martia, for tis
    125too soone for the old Lord and his faire yong Lady to rise.
    Co. Adue Monseur Blanuel.
    Blan. Adue good Monsieur Colinet. Exit Col.
    Le. Monseur Blanuel your kindnes in this wil bind me
    much to you.
    130Bla. Monseur Lemot your kindnes in this will bind me
    much to you.
    Le. I