angry women of Abington.
are few good ones made now, I see by this dearth of good
swords, that dearth of sword and Buckler fight, begins to
grow out, I am sorry for it, I shall neuer see good manhood
againe, if it be once gone, this poking fight of rapier and
dagger will come vp then, then a man, a tall man, & a good
sword and buckler man, will be spitted like a Cat or a cunney,
then a boy will be as good as a man, vnlesse the Lord
shew mercie vnto vs, well, I had as heue be hanged as liue
to see that day, wel mistres, what shal I do? what shal I do?
swords, that dearth of sword and Buckler fight, begins to
grow out, I am sorry for it, I shall neuer see good manhood
againe, if it be once gone, this poking fight of rapier and
dagger will come vp then, then a man, a tall man, & a good
sword and buckler man, will be spitted like a Cat or a cunney,
then a boy will be as good as a man, vnlesse the Lord
shew mercie vnto vs, well, I had as heue be hanged as liue
to see that day, wel mistres, what shal I do? what shal I do?
Mis Gour. Why this braue Dicke,
Thou knowest that Gourseys wife and I am foes:
Now man me to her house,
And though it be darke Dicke, yet weele haue no light,
Least that thy maister should preuent our iourney
By seeing our depart: then when we come,
And if that she and I do fall to words,
Set in thy foote and quarrell with her men,
Draw, fight, strike, hurt, but do not kill the slaues,
And make as though thou struckst at a man,
And hit her and thou canst, a plague vpon her,
She hath misusde me Dicke, wilt thou do this?
Thou knowest that Gourseys wife and I am foes:
Now man me to her house,
And though it be darke Dicke, yet weele haue no light,
Least that thy maister should preuent our iourney
By seeing our depart: then when we come,
And if that she and I do fall to words,
Set in thy foote and quarrell with her men,
Draw, fight, strike, hurt, but do not kill the slaues,
And make as though thou struckst at a man,
And hit her and thou canst, a plague vpon her,
She hath misusde me Dicke, wilt thou do this?
Coom. Yes mistresse I will strike her men, but God forbid,
That ere Dicke Coomes should be seene to strike a woman.
That ere Dicke Coomes should be seene to strike a woman.
Mi. Gour. Why she is mankind, therefore thou maist strike her.
Coom. Mankinde, nay and she haue any part of a man, Ile strike her I warrant.
Mi Gour. Thats my good Dicke, thats my sweet Dicke,
Coom. Swones who would not be a man of valour to haue
such words of a Gentlewoman, one of their wordes are
more to me then twentie of these russet coates Cheesecake;
and buttermakers: well, I thanke God I am none
of these cowards, well and a man haue any vertue in him,
I see he shall be regarded.
such words of a Gentlewoman, one of their wordes are
more to me then twentie of these russet coates Cheesecake;
and buttermakers: well, I thanke God I am none
of these cowards, well and a man haue any vertue in him,
I see he shall be regarded.
Mi. Gour. Art thou resolued Dicke? wilt thou do this for
me, and it thou wilt, here is an earnest penny, of that riche
guerdon I do meane to giue thee.
me, and it thou wilt, here is an earnest penny, of that riche
guerdon I do meane to giue thee.
Coom. An angell mistresse let me see, stand you on my left
hand, and let the angell lye on my buckler on my right
hand, for feare of losing, now heere stand I to be tempted,
hand, and let the angell lye on my buckler on my right
hand, for feare of losing, now heere stand I to be tempted,
they
