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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.
    Haru. Oh blame him not, his griefe is quickly spide,
    2565That is a Bridegroome, and yet wants his Bride.

    Enter Heigham, Laurentia, Balsaro, & Anthony.
    Bals . Mai ster Pisaro, and Gentlemen, good day to all:
    According sir, as you reque sted mee,
    This morne I made repaire vnto the Tower,
    2570Where as Laurentia now was married:
    And sir, I did expect your comming thither;
    Yet in your absence, wee perform'd the rites:
    Therefore I pray sir, bid God giue them ioy.
    Heigh. He tels you true, Laurentia is my Wife;
    2575Who knowing that her Si sters mu st be wed;
    Presuming also, that you'le bid her welcome,
    Are come to beare them company to Church.
    Haru. You come too late, the Mariage rites are done:
    Yet welcome twenty-fold vnto the Fea st.
    2580How say you sirs, did not I tell you true,
    These Wenches would haue vs, and none of you.
    Laur. I cannot say for these; but on my life,
    This loues a Cu shion better then a Wife.
    Moll. And reason too, that Cu shion fell out right,
    2585Else hard had been his lodging all la st night.
    Bals . Mai ster Pisaro, why stand you speachle s s e thus?
    Pisa. Anger, and extreame griefe enforceth mee.
    Pray sir, who bade you meete me at the Tower?
    Bals . Who sir; your man sir, Mowche; here he is.
    2590 Anth. Who I sir, meane you mee? you are a ie sting man.
    Pisa. Thou art a Villaine, a di s s embling Wretch,
    Worser then Anthony whom I kept la st:
    Fetch me an Officer, Ile hamper you,
    And make you sing at Bride-well for this tricke:
    2595For well he hath deserude it, that would sweare
    He went not foorth a dores at my appoyntment.
    Anth. So sweare I still, I went not foorth to day.
    Bals .
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