425Enter Besha hanging vpon Martia sleeue, and the Lord Moren 427Mar. I prethee
Besha keepe a little o
ff; hang not vpon
428her
shoulders thus for
shame.
429Be. My Lord,
Pardon a moy, I mu
st not let her talk alone
430with any one, for her father gaue me charge.
431Mar. O you are a goodly charger for a Goo
se.
432Be. A Goo
se, you are a Gander to call me Goo
se, I am
433a chri
stian Gentleman as well as you.
434Mar. Well
sirra get you hence, or by my troth Ile haue
435thee taken out in a blanket, to
ssed from forth our hearing.
436Be. In a blanket? what do you make a puppie of me, by
437skies and
stones I will go and tell your Lady.
Exit. 439Mar. Nay he will tell my Lorde.
440Enter the Countesse Moren and Besha. 441Co. Why how now my Lord, what thought you I was
442dead, that you are wooing of another thus, or are you laying
443plots to worke my death?
444Mor. Why neither
sweete bird, what need you moue
445the
se que
stions vnto me, whome you know loues you a
- 446boue all the women in the world?
447Co. How he can
flatter now he hath made a fault.
448Besh, He can do little, and he cannot cogge.
450Co. Wel, come tell me what you did intreat.
451Mor. Nothing by heauen
sweete bird I
sweare, but to
Co. But
An humorous
453Co. But to intreat her loue.
454Mor. Nay heare me out.
455Co. Nay here you are out, you are out too much me
456thinkes, and put me in.
458Co. In a faire taking
sir I meane.
459Mor. O you may
see what ha
stie taking is, you women
460euer more
scramble for our woordes, and neuer take them
461mannerly from our mouths.
462Con. Come tell me what you did intreat.
463Mor. I did intreat her loue to
Colinet.
464Con. To
Colinet? O he is your deare cou
sen, and your
465kinde heart yfaith is neuer well but when you are doing
466good for euery man:
speake, do you loue me?
467Mor. Yfaith
sweete bird.
468Con. Be
st of all others.
469Mor. Be
st of all others?
470Con. Thats my good bird yfaith.
471Besh. O mi
stris, will you loue me
so?
472Mor. No by my troth will I not.
473Besh. No by my troth will I not? Why thats well
said I
474could neuer get her to
flatter me yet.
475Enter Lemot,Blanuel, and Catalian, and Colinet. 476Le. Good morrow my good Lord, and the
se pa
ssing
478Cat. So now we
shall haue all maner of
flattering with
480Le. You are all manner of waies deceiued Madam, for
481I am
so farre from
flattering you, that I do not a whit
483Con. Why do you call vs pa
ssing louely then?
484Lem. Becau
se you are pa
ssing from your louelines.
485Mar. Madam we
shall not haue one mot of Mon
sieur
486Lemot, but it
shal be as it were a mote to drown al our con
- 488Le. See what a mote her quick eye can
spie in mine, be
- fore
dayes mirth.
489fore
she lookes in it.
490Mar. So mote I thee, thine an
swer is as good as mought
492Le. Heres a poore name run out of breath quickly.
493Co. Why Mon
sieur
Lemot, your name is runne out of
494breath at euery word you
speake.
495Le. Thats becau
se my name
signi
fies word.
496Mar. Wel hit, Mon
sieur
verbum.
497Le. What are you good at latine Lady?
498Mar. No
sir, but I know what
verbum is.
499Le. Why tis greenebum,
ver is greene, and you know
500what bum is, I am
sure of that.
501Mar. No
sir, tis a verbe, and I can decline you.
502Lem. That you can Ile be
sworne.
504Le. Decline me, or take me a hole lower, as the pro
- 506Mar. Nay
sir, I meane plaine Gramatical declination
507Le. Well, let's heare your
scholler
ship, and decline me.
508Mar. I will
sir,
moto,
motas.
509Besha. O excellent!
she hath cald him a
sse in latine.
510Le. Well
sir, forward.
511Mar. Nay theres enough to trie both our
scholer
ships
512Le. Moto,
motas, nay faith forward to
motaui, or
motandi.
513Mar. Nay
sir, Ile leaue when I am well.
514Co. Why Mon
sieur
Lemot, your name being in word
515general, is in nini, or in hammer, or in cock, or in buzzard.
516Le. Or in wagtaile, or in woodcocke, or in dotteril, or in
518Ma. Or in clotte, or in head, or in cow, or in baby.
519Le. Or in maukin, or in tra
sh, or in pape, or in Lady.
520Co. Or in deed in euery thing.
521Le. Why then tis in Thing.
522Ma. Then good Mon
sier Thing, there let it re
st.
523Le. Then aboue all things I mu
st haue a woorde with
C Be. Hands
An humerous
525Be. Hands o
ff sir,
she is not for your mowing.
526Le. She is for your mocking.
527Be. And
she mocke me, Ile tell her father.
528Le. Thats a good child, thou
smelle
st of the mother, and
529she was a foole I warrant you.
530Be. Meddle with me, but doe not meddle with my
532Le. Thats a good child, come, I mu
st needes haue a
534Be. You
shall do none of your needs with her
sir.
535Cata. Why what will you do?
536Be. What will I doe? you
shall
see what Ile do.
Then he of-
fereth to
draw.
537Blan. Go to you a
sse, o
ffer to draw here, and weele draw
538thee out of the hou
se by the heeles.
539Be. What, three again
st one? now was euer proper hard
540fauord Gentleman
so abu
sed?
541Go to Mi
stris
Martia, I
see you well enough, are
542you not a
shamed to
stand talking alone with
such a one as
544Le. How
sir? with
such a one as I
sir?
545Be. Yea
sir, with
such a one as you
sir.
547Be. What are you
sir? why I know you well enough.
548Le. Sirra tel me, what you know me for, or el
se by hea
- 549uen Ile make thee better thou had
st neuer knowne how to
551Be. Why
sir, if you wil needes know, I know you for
552an honorable gentleman and the Kings minion, and were
553it not to you, theres nere a gentleman in Paris
should haue
554had her out of my hands.
555Ma. Nay, hees as tall a Gentleman of his hands as any
557Col. Theres a fauour for you
sir.
558Le. But I can get no fauour for you
sir.
559Blan. I pray my Lord intreat for your co
ssen
Colinet.
560Mo. Alas man,
I dare not for my wife.
Cat. Why
dayes mirth.
561Cat. Why my Lord
she thinkes it is for nothing, but to
562speake for your co
sen.
563Mo. I pray you birde, giue me leaue to
speake for my
565Co. I am content for him.
566Mo. Then one woorde with you more, curteous ladie
568Be. Not, and you were my father.
569Mo. Gentlemen, for God
sake thru
st this a
sse out of the
571Lem. Nay, birladye he le runne home and tell her fa
- 573Ca. Well, go to her, I warrant he
shall not trouble you
574(kind gentleman) how we dote on thee: imbrace him gen
- 576Blan. O
sweete B
esha how we honour thee.
577Co. Nay Gentlemen, looke what a pearcing eye hee
579Be. An eie? I haue an eie and it were a pole-cat.
580Ca. Nay, looke what a no
se he hath.
581Be. My no
se is nete crim
son.
582Blan. Nay, looke what a hand
some man he is, O
583Nature, Nature, thou neuer made
st man of
so pure a fea
- 585Be. Truly truly Gentlemen, I do not de
serue this kind
- 587Ca. O Lorde
sir, you are too mode
st, come
shall we
589Be. Whither? to the alehou
se?
590Le Hearke you Madam, haue you no more care of the
591right of your husband, then to let him talke thus a
ffe
ctio
- 593Coun. Why he
speakes not for him
selfe, but for his co
sen
595Le. Gods my life? he telles you
so, nay and the
se excu
ses
596may
serue I haue done.
C 2 Co. By
An humorous
597Con. By the ma
sse now I ob
serue him, he lookes very
598su
spitiou
sly indeede, nere tru
st me if his lookes, and his ie
- 599sture doe not plainely
shewe him
selfe to
sweare, by this
601Lem. Burlady Madam you ge
sse
shrewdly indeede,
602but hearke you Madam, I pray let not me be the author
603of di
scord betweene my good Lord and you.
604Con. No no Mon
sieur L
emot, I were blinde if I could
605not
see this, ile
slit her no
se by Ie
sus
606Me. How now whats the matter?
607Co. Whats the matter? if I could come at your Mi
stris,
608she
should know whats the matter.
610Co. Yea your Mi
stris, O heres faire di
ssimulation, O ye
611impudent go
ssip, do I
send for you to my hou
se to make
612you my cōpanion, and do you v
se me thus? little do
st thou
613know what tis to loue a man truly, for if thou did
st, thou
614would
st be a
shamed to wrong me
so.
615Mar. You wrong me Madam to
say I wrong you.
616Co. Go to, get you out of my hou
se.
618Mor. Well, come in
sweete bird and Ile per
swade thee,
620C. Well, we
shall heare your per
swa
sions.
621Le. Well God knowes, and I can partly ge
sse what he
622mu
st do to per
swade her: well, take your faire charge, faire
623and manly L. Mon
sieur
Labesha.
624Co. One word with you more faire ladie.
625Le. Not a word, no man on paine of death, not a word,
626he comes vpon my rapiers point, that comes within fortie
628Be. Thankes good
Lemot, and thankes gentlemen all,
629and her father
shal thanke you.
630C. Much good do it you
sir: come Gentlemen, lets go
631wait vpon the king, and
see the humour of the young lord
dayes mirth.
634Lem. Excu
se me to the King, and tell him I will meet
635him there:
so this is but the beginning of
sport betweene
636this
fine lord and his old lady: but this wench M
artia hath
637happy
starres raigned at the di
spo
sition of her beautie, for
638the King him
selfe doth mightily dote on her. Now to my
639Puritane, and
see if I can make vp my full proofe of her.