angry women of Abington.
Phi. I why not, come, come.
Mi. Go. Come from her sonne, & if thou lou'st thy mother.
Mi. Bar. With the like spell, daughter I coniure thee,
Mi. G. Francis, by faire meanes let me win thee from her,
And I will gild my blessing gentle sonne,
With store of Angels, I would not haue thee,
Check thy good fortune, by this thy cusning choise,
O doe not thrall thy happie libertie,
In such a bondage, if thou'lt be needs bound,
Be then to better worth, this worthlesse choise
Is not fit for thee.
And I will gild my blessing gentle sonne,
With store of Angels, I would not haue thee,
Check thy good fortune, by this thy cusning choise,
O doe not thrall thy happie libertie,
In such a bondage, if thou'lt be needs bound,
Be then to better worth, this worthlesse choise
Is not fit for thee.
Mi. Bar. Ist not fit for him, wherefore ist not fit?
Is he too braue a gentleman I praie,
No tis not fit, she shall not fit his turne,
If she were wise, she would be fitter for
Three times his better, minion go in, or ile make ye,
Ile keep ye safe from him I warrant ye.
Is he too braue a gentleman I praie,
No tis not fit, she shall not fit his turne,
If she were wise, she would be fitter for
Three times his better, minion go in, or ile make ye,
Ile keep ye safe from him I warrant ye.
Mi. Gou. Come Francis, come from her.
Fra. Mothers, with both hands, shoue I hate from loue,
That like an ill companion would infect,
The infant minde of our offection,
Within this cradle shall this minutes babe,
Be laide to rest, and thus Ile huge my ioy.
That like an ill companion would infect,
The infant minde of our offection,
Within this cradle shall this minutes babe,
Be laide to rest, and thus Ile huge my ioy.
Mi. Gou, Wilt thou be obstinate, thou selfe wilde boy.
Nay then perforce Ile part ye since ye will not.
Nay then perforce Ile part ye since ye will not.
Coom. Doe yee heare mistresse, praie yee giue me leaue to
talke two or three cold words with my yong Master, harke
ye sir, yee are my Masters sonne, and so foorth, and indeed I
beare ye some good will, partlie for his sake, and partly for
your own, and I do hope you do the like to me, I should be
sorry els: I must needs saie ye are a yong man, and for mine
owne part, I haue seene the world, & I know what belongs
to causes, & the experience that I haue, I thanke God I
haue trauelled for it.
talke two or three cold words with my yong Master, harke
ye sir, yee are my Masters sonne, and so foorth, and indeed I
beare ye some good will, partlie for his sake, and partly for
your own, and I do hope you do the like to me, I should be
sorry els: I must needs saie ye are a yong man, and for mine
owne part, I haue seene the world, & I know what belongs
to causes, & the experience that I haue, I thanke God I
haue trauelled for it.
Fra. Why how far haue ye trauelled for it?
Boy. From my masters house to the Ale-house.
Coo. How sir?
Bo So sir.
Coo. Go to I praie, correct you boie, twas nere a good
world, since a boie would face a man so.
world, since a boie would face a man so.
Fra. Go to forward man.
Coom.
