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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,
    Bals . Why arrant lyer, wert thou not with mee?
    Pisa. How say you mai ster Browne, went he not foorth?
    2600 Brow. Hee, or his likene s s e did, I know not whether.
    Pisa. What likene s s e can there be besides himselfe?
    Laur. My selfe (forsooth) that tooke his shape vpon me,
    I was that Mowche that you sent from home:
    And that same Mowche that deceiued you,
    2605Effected to po s s e s s e this Gentleman:
    Which to attaine, I thus be guil'd you all.
    Frisc. This is excellent, this is as fine as a Fiddle: you
    M. Heigham got the Wench in Mowches apparell; now let
    Mowche put on her apparell, and be married to the Dutch-
    2610 man: How thinke you, is it not a good vize?
    Moor. Mai ster Pisaro, shake off melancholy,
    When thinges are helple s s e, patience mu st be vs'd.
    Pisa. Talke of Patience? Ile not beare these wronges:
    Goe call downe Matt, and mi stris Susan Moore,
    2615Tis well that of all three, wee haue one sure.
    Moor. Mi stris Susan Moore, who doe you meane sir?
    Pisa. Whom should I meane sir, but your Daughter?
    Moor. You'r very pleasant sir: but tell me this,
    When did you see her, that you speake of her?
    2620 Pisa. I, late ye ster-night, when she came heere to bed.
    Moor. You are deceiu'd, my Daughter lay not heere,
    But watch'd with her sicke mother all la st night.
    Pisa. I am glad you are so pleasant M. Moore,
    You'r loth that Susan should be held a sluggard:
    2625What man, t'was late before she went to bed,
    And therefore time enough to rise againe.
    Moor. Mai ster Pisaro, doe you floute your friends;
    I well perceiue if I had troubled you,
    I should haue had it in my di sh ere now:
    2630 Susan lie heere? 'am sure when I came foorth,
    I left her fa st asleepe in bed at home;
    Tis more then neighbour-hood to vse me thus.
    Pisa.