Englishmen For My Money (Quarto 1, 1616)

            A Woman will haue her will.
        
 2145
        
                Vand. Oh skellum, you run away from me.
    
 2146
        
                Pisa. I thought so 
                sirra, you gaue him the 
                slip.
    
 2147
        
                Frisc. Faw, no for-sooth; Ile tell you how it was: when
    
            2148we come from Bucklers-Burie into Corn-Wale, and I had
    
            2149taken the Cloake,then you 
                should haue turnd downe on
    
            2150your left hand and so haue gone right forward, and so
    
            2151turnd vp againe, and so haue cro
                st the 
                streate; and you like
    
            2152an A
                s
                s
            e.
    
 2153
        
                Pisa. Why how now Rascall; is your manners such?
        
            2154You a
                s
                s
            e, you Dolt, why led you him through Corn-hill,
    
            2155Your way had been to come through Canning 
                streete.
    
 2156
        
                Frisc. Why so I did 
                sir.
    
 2157
        
                Pisa. Why thou see
                st yee were in Corn-Hill.
    
 2158
        
                Frisc. Indeed 
                sir there was three faults, the Night was
    
            2159darke, Mai
                ster Mendall drunke, and I 
                sleepy, that we could
    
            2160not tell very well, which way we went.
    
 2161
        
                Pisa. Sirra I owe for this a Cudgelling:
    
            2162But Gentlemen, 
                sith things haue faulne out so,
    
            2163And for I see Uandalle quakes for cold,
    
            2164This night accept your Lodginges in my house,
    
            2165And in the morning forward with your marriage.
    
            2166Come on my sonnes, 
                sirra fetch vp more wood.
    
 2167
        
            Exeunt.
    
 2168
        
            Enter the three Si
                    sters.
    
 2169
        
                Laur. Nay neuer weepe Marina for the matter,
    
            2170Teares are but 
                signes of sorrow, helping not.
    
 2171
        
                Mari. Would it not madde one to be cro
                st as I,
    
            2172Being in the very hight of my de
                sire?
        
            2173The 
                strangers fru
                strate all: our true loue's come,
    
            2174Nay more, euen at the doore, and Haruies armes
    
            2175Spred as a Rayne-bow ready to receiue me,
    
            2176And then my Father meete vs: Oh God, oh God:
    
 2177
        
                Math. Weepe who that li
                st for me, y'fayth not I,
    
            2178Though I am younge
                st yet my 
                stomack's great:
    
            2179Nor tis not father, friends, nor any one,
    
            2180Shall make me wed the man I cannot loue:
    
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