234
Enter Haruie, Heigham,
235
and Walgraue.
237I promise you this walke ore Tower-hill,
238Of all the places London can afforde,
241Where old Pisaro, and his Daughters dwell,
242Looke to your feete, the broad way leades to Hell:
244Ile downe that Hill, where such good Wenches keepe,
246Wilt fadge? wilt fadge? What, will it be a match?
249But I am interrupted by her father.
253Knocke for the Churle bid him bring out his Daughter;
254Ile, sbloud I will, though I be hanged for it,
255
Heigh. Hoyda, hoyda, nothing with you but vp & ride,
256Youle be within, ere you can reach the Dore,
257And haue the Wench, before you compa
s
s
e her:
259Not to be fedde with Words, but wonne with Gold.
260But who comes heere?
261
Enter Anthony.
262
Walg. Whom, Anthony our friend?
263Say man, how fares out Loues? How doth Mathea?
265Will old Pisaro take me for his Sonne;
266For I thanke God, he kindly takes our Landes,
267Swearing, Good Gentlemen you
shall not want,
269He will be damn'd the Roage, before he do't?
270
Haru. Prethy talke milder: let but thee alone,
271And thou in one bare hower will aske him more,
272Then heele remember in a hundred years:
273Come from him Anthony, and say what newes?
274
Antho. The newes for me is badd; and this it is:
275
Pisaro hath discharg'd me of his seruice.
279
Antho. I, but I left out mediocritie,
282And begge thy pardon.
283
Antho. Oh, that cannot be,
284Hee hates you farre worser, then he hates me;
285For all the loue he
shewes, is for your Lands,
286Which he hopes sure will fall into his hands:
287Yet Gentlemen, this comfort take of me,
289Their father is abroad, they three at home,
290Goe chearely in, and cease that is your owne:
291And for my selfe, but grace what I intend,
292Ile ouerreach the Churle, and helpe my Frend.
296To inquire about in London for a man,
297That were a French-man and Mu
sitian,
298To be (as I suppose) his Daughters Tutor:
299Him if you meete, as like enough you
shall,
300He will inquire of you of his affayres,
301Then make him this answere, you three came from Paules,
302And in the middle walke, one you espide,
303Fit for his purpose; then discribe this Cloake,
304This Beard and Hatte: for in this borrowed
shape,
305Mu
st I beguile and ouer-reach the Foole:
307The Doore doth ope, I dare not
stay reply,
308Le
st beeing discride: Gentlemen adue,
310
Enter Frisco the Clowne.
317of good morrow, asketh what Porrage you haue to Din-
319but lickes them cleane with ki
s
s
es; a clipper of the Kings
320Engli
sh: and to conclude, an eternall enemie to all good
321Language.
322
Haru. What's this? what's this?
324doth not always dwel in a Satten-dublet: why, tis a French
-
325
man, Bassimon cue, how doe you?
327doe with a French-man:
333proude
st French-man: but if you be good laddes, tell me
334where I may finde such a man?
338Such is his rayment, if thou runn'
st appace,
341your rich tydings Gentlemen: I am yours till Shrouetew-
342esday, for then change I my Coppy, & looke like nothing
343but Red-Herring Cobbes, and Stock-Fi
sh; yet Ile doe
346any good on them before the French-man come, why so?
352Wenches we come now, Loue our conduct be.
353
Ned, knocke at the doore: but soft forbeare;
354
Enter Laurentia, Marina, and Mathea.
355The Cloude breakes vp, and our three Sunnes appeare.
357And make griefes night a gloryous summers day.
358
Mari. Gentlemen, how welcome you are here,
359Gue
s
s
e by our lookes, for other meanes by feare
360Preuented is: our fathers quicke returne
361Forbidds the welcome, else we would haue done.
365Loue hath loues hier, being ballanc
st with good will:
366But say; come you to vs, or come you rather
367To pawne more Lands for money to our father?
369What man? our mariage day will all discharge;
370Our father (by his leaue) mu
st pardon vs,
372But in our loues, the prouerbe weele fulfill:
373Women and Maydes, mu
st alwayes haue their will.
375
Law. Your selfe & your good news doth more enforce:
377I sweare in heart, I more then double it.
378Si
sters be glad, for he hath made it playne,
379The meanes to get our School-mai
ster againe:
380But Gentlemen, for this time cease our loues,
382Fayne we would
stay, bid you walke in more rather,
383But that we fear the comming of our father:
384Goe to th'Exchange, craue Gold as you intend,
387Then would my greedy father to his Gold:
388Wee here, you there, aske Gold; and Gold you
shall:
390
Walg. That's my good Girles, and Ile pay you for all.
391
Haru. Come to th'Exchange, and when I feele decay,