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  • Title: Englishmen For My Money (Quarto 1, 1616)
  • Editor: Natalie Aldred
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    Author: William Haughton
    Editor: Natalie Aldred
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    Englishmen For My Money (Quarto 1, 1616)

    A Woman will haue her will.
    I wi sh (as Poets doe) that Saturnes times
    The long out worne world were in vse againe,
    That men might sayle without impediment.
    Po st . I marry sir that were a merry world indeede, I
    560would hope to gette more mony of your wor ship in one
    quarter of a yeare, then I can doe now in a whole twelue-
    moneth. Enter Balsaro.
    Balsa. Mai ster Pisaro how I haue runne about;
    How I haue toyld to day to finde you out,
    565At home, abroade, at this mans house, at that,
    Why I was here an hower agoe and more,
    Where I was tould you were, but could not finde you.
    Pisa. Fayth sir I was here but was driuen home,
    Here's such a common hant of Crack-rope boyes,
    570That what for feare to haue m'apparell spoyld,
    Or my Ruffes durted, or Eyes strucke out:
    I dare not walke where people doe expect mee:
    Well, things (I thinke) might be better lookt vnto,
    And such Coyne to, which is be stowde on Knaues,
    575Which should, but doe not see things be reformd,
    Might be imployde to many better vses:
    But what of beardle s s e Boyes, or such like tra sh;
    The Spani sh Gallies: Oh, a vengeance on them.
    Po st . Ma s s e, this man hath the lucke on't, I thinke I can
    580 scarce euer come to him for money, but this a vengeance
    on, and that a vengeance on't, doth so trouble him, that I
    can scarce get no Coyne: Well, a vengenace on't for my part; for
    he shall fetch the next Letters him selfe.
    Browne. I prethee, when think st thou the Ships will be
    585come about from Plimmouth? Po st . Next week sir.
    Heigh. Came you sir from Spaine lately?
    Po st . I sir; Why aske you that?
    Ha. Marry sir, thou seemes to haue bin in the hot countries,
    thy face looks so like a peece of ru sty Bacon: had thy Ho st
    590at Plimmouth meat enough in the house, whẽ thou wert there?
    Po st . What though he had not sir? but he had, how then?
    Haruie
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