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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)

    Engli sh-men for my money: or,
    Haru. But by your patience sir, mee thinks none
    should know better who's Lord, then the Lady.
    Alua. Den de Lady, vat Lady?
    Haru. Marry sir, the Lady let her alone: one that
    875meanes to let you alone for feare of trouble.
    Pisa. Euery man as he may: yet sometimes the blinde
    may katch a Hare.
    Heigh. I sir, but he will fir st eate many a Fly:
    You know it mu st be a wonder, if a Crab catch a Fowle.
    880 Uand. Maer hort ens ; if he & ic & mon sier Delion be de
    Crab, we sal ka sh de Fowle wel genough, I warrent you.
    Walg. I, and the Foole well enough I warrant you;
    And much good may it doe yee.
    Alua. Mee dincke such a piculo man as you be, sal haue
    885no de such grande lucke madere.
    Delio. Non da Mon sieur, and he be so granda amorous
    op de Damosella, he sal haue Mawdlyn de witt Wen she in
    de Kichine by maiter Pisaros leaue.
    Walg. By M. Pisaros leaue, Mon sieur Ile mumble you, ex-
    890cept you learne to know, whom you speake to: I tell thee
    Francois, Ile haue (maugre thy teeth) her that shall make
    thee gna sh thy teeth to want.
    Pisa. Yet a man may want of his will, and bate an Ace
    of his wi sh: But Gentlemen, euery man as his lucke serues,
    895and so agree wee; I would not haue you fall out in my
    house: Come, come, all this was in ie st, now lets too't in
    earne st; I meane with our teeth, and try who's the be st
    Trencher-man. Exeunt.

    Euter Frisco.
    900 Frisc. Ah sirra, now I know, what manner of thing
    Powles is; I did so marle afore what it was out of all count:
    For my mai ster would say, Would I had Powles full of
    Gold. My young Mi stre s s es, and Grimkin our Taylor,
    would wi sh they had Powles full of Needles: I, one askt
    905my mai ster halfe a yard of Freeze to make me a Coate and
    hee
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