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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,
    I would reque st you, that for this one night,
    My daughter Susan might be lodged here.
    Pisa. Lodge in my house, welcome withall my heart,
    1355 Mattharke you, she shall lye with you,
    Tru st me she could not come in fitter time.
    For heere you sir, to morrow in the morning,
    All my three Daughters mu st be married,
    Good mai ster Moore lets haue your company,
    1360What say you sir, Welcome hone st friend.
    Enter a Seruant.
    Moor. How now sirra whats the newes with you?
    Pisa. Mowche heare you, stirre betimes tomorrow,
    For then I meane your Schollers shall be wed:
    1365What newes, what newes man that you looke so sad.
    Moor. Hee brings me word my wife is new falne sicke,
    And that my daughter cannot come tonight:
    Or if she does, it will be very late.
    Pisa,Beleeue me I am then more sorry for it.
    1370But for your daughter come she soone or late,
    Some of vs will be vp to let her in,
    For heere be three meanes not to sleepe to night:
    Well you mu st be gone? commende me to your wife,
    Take heede how you goe downe, the staires are bad,
    1375Bring here a light.
    Moor. Tis well I thanke you sir. Exit.
    Pisa. Good night mai ster Moore farwell hone st friend,
    Come, come to bed, to bed tis nine and pa st.
    Doe not stand prating here to make me fetch you,
    1380But gette you to your Chambers. Exit Pisaro.
    Antho. Birlady heres short worke, harke you Girles,
    Will you to morrow marry with the strangers.
    Mall. Yfayth sir no Ile fir st leape out at window,
    Before Marina marry with a stranger,
    1385 Antho. Yes but your father sweares, you shall haue one.
    Ma.Yes but his daughters, swears they shall haue none,
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