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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.
    currant, to make the Dutchman supply that want.
    Laure. Nay, the foole will cry out, & so wake my father.
    Mat. Why, then wele cut the Rope & ca st him downe.
    1735 Laur. And so je st out a hanging; lets rather draw him vp
    in the Basket, and so starue him to death this fro sty night.
    Mari. In sadne s s e, well aduisde: Si ster, doe you holde
    him in talke, and weele prouide it whil st.
    Laur. Goe to then. M. Heigham, oh sweete M. Higham,
    1740doth my Father thinke that his vnkindnes can part you &
    poore Laurentia? No, no, I haue found a drift to bring you
    to my Chamber, if you haue but the heart to venter it.
    Vand. Ventre, sal ick goe to de see, and be de see, and ore
    de see and in de see voer my sweete Louue.
    1745 Laur. Then you dare goe into a Basket; for I know no
    other meanes to inioy your companie, then so: for my Fa-
    ther hath the Keyes of the Dore.
    Vand. Sal ick climb vp tot you? sal ick fly vp tot you?
    sal ick, wat segdy?
    1750 Math. Bid him doe it Si ster, wee shall see his cunning.
    Laur. Oh no, so you may catch a fal. There M. Heigham,
    Put your selfe into that Basket, and I will draw you vp:
    But no words I pray you, for feare my Si ster heare you.
    Vand. No, no; no word: Oh de seete Wen she, Ick come,
    1755 Ick come.
    Laur. Are you ready mai ster Heigham?
    Vand. Ia ick my sout Lady.
    Mari. Merily then my Wenches.
    Laur. How heauie the A s s e is: Mai ster Heigham, is there
    1760any in the Basket but your selfe?
    Vand. Neit, neit, dare be no man.
    Laur. Are you vp sir? Vand. Neit, neit.
    Mari. Nor neuer are you like to climbe more higher:
    Si sters, the Woodcock's caught, the Foole is cag'd.
    1765 Vand. My sout Lady I be I be nuc neit vp, pul me tot v.
    Math. When can you tell? what mai ster Uandalle,
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