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Ser.
He hath songs for man, or woman, of all sizes:
No Milliner can so fit his customers with Gloues: he has
the prettiest Loue-songs for Maids, so without bawdrie
(which is strange,) with such delicate burthens of Dildo's
and Fadings: Iump-her, and thump-her; and where
some stretch-mouth'd Rascall, would (as it were) meane
mischeefe, and breake a fowle gap into the Matter, hee
makes the maid to answere, Whoop, doe me no harme good
man: put's him off, slights him, with Whoop, doe mee no
harme good man.
He hath songs for man, or woman, of all sizes:
No Milliner can so fit his customers with Gloues: he has
the prettiest Loue-songs for Maids, so without bawdrie
(which is strange,) with such delicate burthens of Dildo's
and Fadings: Iump-her, and thump-her; and where
some stretch-mouth'd Rascall, would (as it were) meane
mischeefe, and breake a fowle gap into the Matter, hee
makes the maid to answere, Whoop, doe me no harme good
man: put's him off, slights him, with Whoop, doe mee no
harme good man.
Pol.
This is a braue fellow.
This is a braue fellow.
Clo.
Beleeue mee, thou talkest of an admirable conceited
fellow, has he any vnbraided Wares?
Beleeue mee, thou talkest of an admirable conceited
fellow, has he any vnbraided Wares?
Ser.
Hee hath Ribbons of all the colours i'th Rainebow;
Points, more then all the Lawyers in Bohemia, can
learnedly handle, though they come to him by th' grosse:
Inckles, Caddysses, Cambrickes, Lawnes: why he sings
em ouer, as they were Gods, or Goddesses: you would
thinke a Smocke were a shee-Angell, he so chauntes to
the sleeue-hand, and the worke about the square on't.
Hee hath Ribbons of all the colours i'th Rainebow;
Points, more then all the Lawyers in Bohemia, can
learnedly handle, though they come to him by th' grosse:
Inckles, Caddysses, Cambrickes, Lawnes: why he sings
em ouer, as they were Gods, or Goddesses: you would
thinke a Smocke were a shee-Angell, he so chauntes to
the sleeue-hand, and the worke about the square on't.
Clo.
Pre'thee bring him in, and let him approach singing.
Pre'thee bring him in, and let him approach singing.
Perd.
Forewarne him, that he vse no scurrilous words
in's tunes.
Forewarne him, that he vse no scurrilous words
in's tunes.
Clow.
You haue of these Pedlers, that haue more in
them, then youl'd thinke (Sister.)
You haue of these Pedlers, that haue more in
them, then youl'd thinke (Sister.)
Perd.
I, good brother, or go about to thinke.
I, good brother, or go about to thinke.
Enter Autolicus singing.
Lawne as white as driuen Snow,
Cypresse blacke as ere was Crow,
Gloues as sweete as Damaske Roses,
Maskes for faces, and for noses:
Bugle-bracelet, Necke-lace Amber,
Perfume for a Ladies Chamber:
Golden Quoifes, and Stomachers
For my Lads, to giue their deers:
Pins, and poaking-stickes of steele.
What Maids lacke from head to heele:
Come buy of me, come: come buy, come buy,
Buy Lads, or else your Lasses cry: Come buy.
Cypresse blacke as ere was Crow,
Gloues as sweete as Damaske Roses,
Maskes for faces, and for noses:
Bugle-bracelet, Necke-lace Amber,
Perfume for a Ladies Chamber:
Golden Quoifes, and Stomachers
For my Lads, to giue their deers:
Pins, and poaking-stickes of steele.
What Maids lacke from head to heele:
Come buy of me, come: come buy, come buy,
Buy Lads, or else your Lasses cry: Come buy.
Clo.
If I were not in loue with Mopsa, thou shouldst
take no money of me, but being enthrall'd as I am, it will
also be the bondage of certaine Ribbons and Gloues.
If I were not in loue with Mopsa, thou shouldst
take no money of me, but being enthrall'd as I am, it will
also be the bondage of certaine Ribbons and Gloues.
Mop.
I was promis'd them against the Feast, but they
come not too late now.
I was promis'd them against the Feast, but they
come not too late now.
Dor.
He hath promis'd you more then that, or there
be lyars.
He hath promis'd you more then that, or there
be lyars.
Mop.
He hath paid you all he promis'd you: May be
he has paid you more, which will shame you to giue him
againe.
He hath paid you all he promis'd you: May be
he has paid you more, which will shame you to giue him
againe.
Clo.
Is there no manners left among maids? Will they
weare their plackets, where they should bear their faces?
Is there not milking-time? When you are going to bed?
Or kill-hole? To whistle of these secrets, but you must
be tittle-tatling before all our guests? 'Tis well they are
whispring: clamor your tongues, and not a word more.
Is there no manners left among maids? Will they
weare their plackets, where they should bear their faces?
Is there not milking-time? When you are going to bed?
Or kill-hole? To whistle of these secrets, but you must
be tittle-tatling before all our guests? 'Tis well they are
whispring: clamor your tongues, and not a word more.
Mop.
I haue done; Come you promis'd me a tawdry-lace,
and a paire of sweet Gloues.
I haue done; Come you promis'd me a tawdry-lace,
and a paire of sweet Gloues.
Clo.
Haue I not told thee how I was cozen'd by the
way, and lost all my money.
Haue I not told thee how I was cozen'd by the
way, and lost all my money.
Aut.
And indeed Sir, there are Cozeners abroad,
therfore it behooues men to be wary.
And indeed Sir, there are Cozeners abroad,
therfore it behooues men to be wary.
Clo.
Feare not thou man, thou shalt lose nothing here
Feare not thou man, thou shalt lose nothing here
Aut.
I hope so sir, for I haue about me many parcels
of charge.
I hope so sir, for I haue about me many parcels
of charge.
Clo.
What hast heere? Ballads?
What hast heere? Ballads?
Mop.
Pray now buy some: I loue a ballet in print, a
life, for then we are sure they are true.
Pray now buy some: I loue a ballet in print, a
life, for then we are sure they are true.
Aut.
Here's one, to a very dolefull tune, how a Vsurers
wife was brought to bed of twenty money baggs at
a burthen, and how she long'd to eate Adders heads, and
Toads carbonado'd.
Here's one, to a very dolefull tune, how a Vsurers
wife was brought to bed of twenty money baggs at
a burthen, and how she long'd to eate Adders heads, and
Toads carbonado'd.
Mop.
Is it true, thinke you?
Is it true, thinke you?
Aut.
Very true, and but a moneth old.
Very true, and but a moneth old.
Dor.
Blesse me from marrying a Vsurer.
Blesse me from marrying a Vsurer.
Aut.
Here's the Midwiues name to't: one Mist. Talo-Porter,
and fiue or six honest Wiues, that were present.
Why should I carry lyes abroad?
Here's the Midwiues name to't: one Mist. Talo-Porter,
and fiue or six honest Wiues, that were present.
Why should I carry lyes abroad?
Mop.
'Pray you now buy it.
'Pray you now buy it.
Clo.
Come-on, lay it by: and let's first see moe Ballads:
Wee'l buy the other things anon.
Come-on, lay it by: and let's first see moe Ballads:
Wee'l buy the other things anon.
Aut.
Here's another ballad of a Fish, that appeared
vpon the coast, on wensday the fourescore of April, fortie
thousand fadom aboue water, & sung this ballad against
the hard hearts of maids: it was thought she was a Woman,
and was turn'd into a cold fish, for she wold not exchange
flesh with one that lou'd her: The Ballad is very
pittifull, and as true.
Here's another ballad of a Fish, that appeared
vpon the coast, on wensday the fourescore of April, fortie
thousand fadom aboue water, & sung this ballad against
the hard hearts of maids: it was thought she was a Woman,
and was turn'd into a cold fish, for she wold not exchange
flesh with one that lou'd her: The Ballad is very
pittifull, and as true.
Dor.
Is it true too, thinke you.
Is it true too, thinke you.
Autol.
Fiue Iustices hands at it, and witnesses more
then my packe will hold.
Fiue Iustices hands at it, and witnesses more
then my packe will hold.
Clo.
Lay it by too; another.
Lay it by too; another.
Aut.
This is a merry ballad, but a very pretty one.
This is a merry ballad, but a very pretty one.
Mop.
Let's haue some merry ones.
Let's haue some merry ones.
Aut.
Why this is a passing merry one, and goes to the
tune of two maids wooing a man: there's scarse a Maide
westward but she sings it: 'tis in request, I can tell you.
Why this is a passing merry one, and goes to the
tune of two maids wooing a man: there's scarse a Maide
westward but she sings it: 'tis in request, I can tell you.
Mop.
We can both sing it: if thou'lt beare a part, thou
shalt heare, 'tis in three parts.
We can both sing it: if thou'lt beare a part, thou
shalt heare, 'tis in three parts.
Dor.
We had the tune on't, a month agoe.
We had the tune on't, a month agoe.
Aut.
I can beare my part, you must know 'tis my occupation:
Haue at it with you:
I can beare my part, you must know 'tis my occupation:
Haue at it with you:
SongGet you hence, for I must goe
Aut.Where it fits not you to know.
Dor. Whether?
Mop. O whether?
Dor. Whether?
Mop. It becomes thy oath full well,
Thou to me thy secrets tell.
Dor: Me too: Let me go thether:
Mop: Or thou goest to th' Grange, or Mill,
Dor: If to either thou dost ill,
Aut: Neither.
Dor: What neither?
Aut: Neither:
Dor: Thou hast sworne my Loue to be,
Mop: Thou hast sworne it more to mee.
Then whether goest? Say whether?
Aut.Where it fits not you to know.
Dor. Whether?
Mop. O whether?
Dor. Whether?
Mop. It becomes thy oath full well,
Thou to me thy secrets tell.
Dor: Me too: Let me go thether:
Mop: Or thou goest to th' Grange, or Mill,
Dor: If to either thou dost ill,
Aut: Neither.
Dor: What neither?
Aut: Neither:
Dor: Thou hast sworne my Loue to be,
Mop: Thou hast sworne it more to mee.
Then whether goest? Say whether?
Clo.
Wee'l haue this song out anon by our selues: My
Father, and the Gent. are in sad talke, & wee'll not trouble
them: Come bring away thy pack after me, Wenches Ile
buy for you both: Pedler let's haue the first choice; folow
me girles.
Wee'l haue this song out anon by our selues: My
Father, and the Gent. are in sad talke, & wee'll not trouble
them: Come bring away thy pack after me, Wenches Ile
buy for you both: Pedler let's haue the first choice; folow
me girles.
Aut.
And you shall pay well for 'em.
And you shall pay well for 'em.
Song.Will you buy any Tape, or Lace for your Cape?
My dainty Ducke, my deere-a?
Any Silke, any Thred, any Toyes for your head
Of the news't, and fins't, fins't weare-a.
Come to the Pedler, Money's a medler,
Exit.That doth vtter all mens ware-a.
My dainty Ducke, my deere-a?
Any Silke, any Thred, any Toyes for your head
Of the news't, and fins't, fins't weare-a.
Come to the Pedler, Money's a medler,
Exit.That doth vtter all mens ware-a.
Seruant.
Mayster, there is three Carters, three Shepherds,
three Neat-herds, three Swine-herds yt haue made
Mayster, there is three Carters, three Shepherds,
three Neat-herds, three Swine-herds yt haue made
them
