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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,
    As comfortable tidings for my friends.
    Mari. Haue done, haue done; what need' st thou more (procure,
    When long ere this I stoop'd to that faire lure:
    Thy euer louing Haruie I delight it:
    105 Marina euer louing shall requite it young.
    Teach vs Philosophy? Ile be no Nunne;
    Age scornes Delight, I loue it being:
    There's not a word of this, not a words part,
    But shall be stamp'd, seal'd, printed on my heart;
    110On this Ile read, on this my senses ply:
    All Arts being vaine, but this Philosophy.
    Laur. Why was I made a Mayde, but for a Man?
    And why Laurentia, but for Ferdinand?
    The cha ste st Soule these Angels could intice?
    115Much more himselfe, an Angell of more price:
    wer't thy selfe present, as my heart could wi sh,
    Such vsage thou should st haue, as I giue this.
    Anth. Then you would ki s s e him?
    Laur. If I did, how then?
    120 Anth. Nay I say nothing to it, but Amen.
    Pisa. The Clarke mu st haue his fees, Ile pay you them.
    Math. Good God, how abiect is this single life,
    Ile not abide it; Father, Friends, nor Kin,
    Shall once di s s uade me from affectting:
    125A man's a man; and Ned is more then one:
    Yfayth Ile haue thee Ned, or Ile haue none;
    Doe what they can, chafe, chide, or storme their fill,
    Mathea is resolu'd to haue her will.
    Pisa. I can no longer hold my patience.
    130Impudent villanie, and lasciuious Girles,
    I haue ore-heard your vild conuer sions:
    You scorne Philosophy: You'le be no Nunne.
    You mu st needes ki s s e the Pur s s e, because he sent it.
    And you forsooth, you flurgill, minion,
    135A brat scant folded in the dozens at mo st,
    Youle haue your will forsooth; What will you haue?
    Math.