Englishmen For My Money (Quarto 1, 1616)

            Engli
                    sh-men for my money: or,
 1283
        
                Mari. What be they Mai
                ster, how I long to heare it?
    
 1284
        
                Antho. A Woman right, 
                still longing, and with child,
    
            1285For euery thing they hear, or light vpon:
    
            1286Well if you be mad Wenches, heare it now,
    
            1287Now may your knaueries giue the deadlie
                st blow
    
            1288To night-walkers, eauese-droppers, or outlandi
                sh loue,
    
            1289That ere was 
                stri
                sten.
    
 1290
        
                Math. Anthony Mowche,
    
            1291Moue but the matter; tell vs but the ie
                st,
    
            1292And if you find vs 
                slacke to execute,
    
            1293Neuer giue credence, or beleeue vs more.
    
 1294
        
                Antho. Then know: The Strangers your Outlandi
                sh (loues,
        
            1295Appoynted by your Father, come this night
    
            1296In
                stead of Haruie, Heigham, and young Ned,
    
            1297Vnder their 
                shaddowes to get to your bed:
    
            1298For Frisco 
                simply told him why he went:
    
            1299I need not to in
                struct, you can conceiue,
    
            1300You are not Stockes nor Stones, but haue some 
                store
    
            1301Of witte and knauerie too.
    
 1302
        
                Mathe. Anthony, thankes
    
            1303Is too small a guerdon for this newes;
    
            1304You mu
                st be Engli
                sh: Well 
                sir 
                signor sowse,
    
            1305Ile teach you trickes for comming to our house.
    
 1306
        
                Laur. Are you so craftie, oh that night were come,
    
            1307That I might heare my Dutchman how hee'd sweare
    
            1308In his owne mother Language, that he loues me:
    
            1309Well, if I quit him not, I here pray God
    
            1310I may lead Apes in Hell, and die a Mayde;
    
            1311And that were worser to me then a hanging.
    
 1312
        
                Antho. Well said old hone
                st huddles; here's a heape
    
            1313Of merrie La
                s
                s
            es: Well, for my selfe,
    
            1314Ile hie mee to your Louers, bid them maske
    
            1315With vs at night, and in some corner 
                stay
    
            1316Neere to our house, where they may make some play
    
            1317Vpon your riuals, and when they are gon,
    
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Englishmen For My Money (Quarto 1, 1616)
