100:01;001[U  ]| To$4$ all good Fellowes, Professors of
100:01;001[U  ]| \the Gentle Craft; of what degree\
100:01;001[U  ]| soeuer.
100:01;001[U P]| Kinde Gentlemen, and honest boone Companions, I present you
100:01;001[U  ]| here with a merrie conceited Comedie, called, \the Shoemakers\
100:01;001[U  ]| \Holyday\, acted by$4$ my Lorde Admiralls Players this present
100:01;001[U  ]| Christmasse, before the Queenes most excellent Maiestie. For$4$ the
100:01;001[U  ]| mirth and plesant matter, by$4$ her$2$ Highnesse graciously accepted;
100:01;001[U  ]| being indeed no$2$ way offensiue. The Argument of the play I will$1$
100:01;001[U  ]| set downe in$4$ this Epistle: Sir \Hugh Lacie\ Earle of \Lincolne\, had a
100:01;001[U  ]| yong Gentleman of his owne name, his nere kinsman, that$6@1$ loued
100:01;001[U  ]| the Lorde Maiors daughter of London; to$9$ preuent and crosse which$6@1$
100:01;001[U  ]| loue, the Earle caused his kinsman to$9$ be sent Coronell of companie
100:01;001[U  ]| into France: who$6@1$ resigned his place to$4$ another gentleman his
100:01;001[U  ]| friend, and came disguised like$4$ a Dutch Shoomaker, to$4$ the house
100:01;001[U  ]| of \Symon Eyre\ in$4$ Tower streete, who$6@1$ serued the Maior and his
100:01;001[U  ]| household with shooes. The merriments that$6@1$ passed in$4$ Eyres house, his
100:01;001[U  ]| comming to$9$ be Maior of \London, Lacies\ getting his loue, and other
100:01;001[U  ]| accidents; with two merry Three-mens songs. Take all in$4$ good 
100:01;001[U  ]| worth that$6@1$ is well intended, for$3$ nothing is purposed but mirth,
100:01;001[U  ]| mirth lengthneth long life; which$6@1$, with all other blessings I heartily
100:01;001[U  ]| wish you.
100:01;001[U  ]| Farewell.
100:01;000@@@@@|
100:01;002['  ]| \The first Three-mans\
100:01;002['  ]| Song.
100:01;002[U  ]| O the month of Maie, the merrie month of Maie,
100:01;002[U  ]| So$5@1$ frolicke, so$5@1$ gay, and so$5@1$ greene, so$5@1$ greene, so$5@1$ greene:
100:01;002[U  ]| O and then did I, unto my true loue say,
100:01;002[U  ]| Sweete Peg, thou shalt be my Summers Queene.
100:01;002[U  ]| Now the Nightingale, the prettie Nightingale,
100:01;002[U  ]| The sweetest singer in$4$ all the Forrests quier:
100:01;002[U  ]| Intreates thee sweete Peggie, to$9$ heare thy true loues tale,
100:01;002[U  ]| Loe, yonder she sitteth, her$2$ breast against a brier.
100:01;002[U  ]| But O I spie the Cuckoo, the Cuckoo, the Cuckoo,
100:01;002[U  ]| See where she sitteth, come away my ioy:
100:01;002[U  ]| Come away I prithee, I do not like$1$ the Cuckoo   
100:01;002[U  ]| Should sing where my Peggie and I kisse and toy.
100:01;002[U  ]| O the month of Maie, the merrie month of Maie,
100:01;002[U  ]| So$5@1$ frolike, so$5@1$ gay, and so$5@1$ greene, so$5@1$ greene, so$5@1$ greene:
100:01;002[U  ]| And then did I, unto my true loue say,
100:01;002[U  ]| Sweete Peg, thou shalt be my Summers Queene.
100:01;003['  ]| \The second Three-mans\
100:01;003['  ]| Song.
100:01;003['  ]| \This is to$9$ be sung at the latter end.\
100:01;003[U  ]| Cold is the wind, and wet is the raine,
100:01;003[U  ]| Saint Hugh be our$6@2$ good speede:
100:01;003[U  ]| Ill is the weather that$6@1$ bringeth no$2$ gaine,
100:01;003[U  ]| Nor helpes good hearts in$4$ neede.
100:01;003[U  ]| Trowle the boll, the iolly Nut-browne boll,
100:01;003[U  ]| And here kind mate to$4$ thee:
100:01;003[U  ]| Let us$6@2$ sing a dirge for$4$ Saint Hughes soule,
100:01;003[U  ]| And downe it$6@2$ merrily.
100:01;003[U  ]| Downe a downe, hey downe a downe,
100:01;003[U  ]| Hey derie derie down a down,
100:01;003['  ]| \Close with the tenor boy:\
100:01;003[U  ]| Ho well done, to$4$ me let come,
100:01;003[U  ]| Ring compasse gentle ioy.
100:01;003[U  ]| Trowle the boll, the Nut-browne boll,
100:01;003[U  ]| And here kind etc. \as often as there be men to$9$ drinke.\
100:01;003['  ]| \At last when all have drunke, this uerse.\
100:01;003[U  ]| Cold is the wind, and wet is the raine,
100:01;003[U  ]| Saint Hugh be our$6@2$ good speede:
100:01;003[U  ]| Ill is the weather that$6@1$ bringeth no$2$ gaine,
100:01;003[U  ]| Nor helpes good hearts in$4$ neede.
100:01;004['  ]| \The Prologue as it$6@1$ was pronounced\
100:01;004['  ]| before the Queenes
100:01;004['  ]| Maiestie.
100:01;004[U V]| As wretches in$4$ a storme (expecting day)
100:01;004[U  ]| With trembling hands and eyes cast up$5$ to$4$ heauen,
100:01;004[U  ]| Make Prayers the anchor of their conquerd hopes,
100:01;004[U  ]| So$3$ we$6@2$ (deere Goddesse) wonder of all eyes,
100:01;004[U  ]| Your meanest uassalls (through mistrust and feare,
100:01;004[U  ]| To$9$ sincke into the bottome of disgrace,
100:01;004[U  ]| By$4$ our$6@2$ imperfit pastimes) prostrate thus
100:01;004[U  ]| On$4$ bended knees, our$6@2$ sailes of hope do strike,
100:01;004[U  ]| Dreading the bitter stormes of your dislike.
100:01;004[U  ]| Since then (unhappy men) our$6@2$ hap is such,
100:01;004[U  ]| That$3$ to$4$ our*selues our*selues no$2$ help can bring,
100:01;004[U  ]| But needes must perish, if your saint-like eares
100:01;004[U  ]| (Locking the temple where all mercy sits)
100:01;004[U  ]| Refuse the tribute of our$6@2$ begging tongues.
100:01;004[U  ]| O graunt (bright mirror of true Chastitie)
100:01;004[U  ]| From those life-breathing starres your sun-like eyes,
100:01;004[U  ]| One gratious smile: for$3$ your celestiall breath
100:01;004[U  ]| Must send us$6@2$ life, or sentence us$6@2$ to$4$ death.
001:01;005['  ]| A pleasant Comedie of
001:01;005['  ]| \the Gentle Craft.\
001:01;005['  ]| \Enter Lord Maior, Lincolne.\
001:01;005[B  ]| My Lord Maior, you have sundrie times
001:01;005[B  ]| Feasted my*selfe, and many Courtiers more,
001:01;005[B  ]| Seldome, or neuer can we$6@2$ be so$5@1$ kind,
001:01;005[B  ]| To$9$ make requitall of your curtesie:
001:01;005[B  ]| But leauing this, I heare my cosen Lacie
001:01;005[B  ]| Is much affected to$4$ your daughter Rose.
001:01;005[D  ]| True my good Lord, and she loues him so$5@1$ well,
001:01;005[D  ]| That$3$ I mislike her$2$ boldnesse in$4$ the chace.
001:01;005[B  ]| Why lord Maior, think you it$6@2$ then a shame,
001:01;005[B  ]| To$9$ ioyne a Lacie with an Otleys name?
001:01;005[D  ]| Too meane is my poore girle for$4$ his high birth,
001:01;005[D  ]| Poore Cittizens must not with Courtiers wed,
001:01;005[D  ]| Who$6@1$ will$1$ in$4$ silkes, and gay apparrell spend
001:01;005[D  ]| More in$4$ one yeare, then I am worth by$4$ farre,
001:01;005[D  ]| Therefore your honour neede not doubt my girle.
001:01;005[B  ]| Take heede my Lord, aduise you what you do,
001:01;005[B  ]| A uerier unthrift liues not in$4$ the world,
001:01;005[B  ]| Then is my cosen, for$3$ I will tell you what,
001:01;006[B  ]| It$6@1$ is now almost a yeare since he requested
001:01;006[B  ]| To$9$ trauell countries for$4$ experience,
001:01;006[B  ]| I furnisht him with coyne, billes of exchange,
001:01;006[B  ]| Letters of credite, men to$9$ waite on$4$ him,
001:01;006[B  ]| Solicited my friends in$4$ Italie
001:01;006[B  ]| Well to$9$ repect him: but to$9$ see the end:
001:01;006[B  ]| Scant had he iornied through halfe Germanie,
001:01;006[B  ]| But all his coyne was spent, his men cast off,
001:01;006[B  ]| His billes imbezeld, and my iolly coze, 
001:01;006[B  ]| Asham'd to$9$ shew his bankerupt presence here,
001:01;006[B  ]| Became a Shoomker in$4$ Wittenberg,
001:01;006[B  ]| A goodly science for$4$ a gentleman
001:01;006[B  ]| Of such discent: now iudge the rest by$4$ this.
001:01;006[B  ]| Suppose your daughter have a thousand pound,
001:01;006[B  ]| He did consume me more in$4$ one halfe yeare,
001:01;006[B  ]| And make him heyre to$4$ all the wealthe you have,
001:01;006[B  ]| One twelue moneth's rioting will$1$ waste it$6@2$ all,
001:01;006[B  ]| Then seeke (my Lord) some honest Cittizen
001:01;006[B  ]| To$9$ wed your daughter to$5$.
001:01;006[D  ]| I thanke your Lordship,
001:01;006[D  ]| Well Foxe, I understand your subtiltie,
001:01;006[D  ]| As for$4$ your nephew, let your lordships eie
001:01;006[D  ]| But watch his actions, and you neede not feare,
001:01;006[D  ]| For$3$ I have sent my duather farre enough,
001:01;006[D  ]| And yet your cosen Rowland might do well
001:01;006[D  ]| Now he hath learn'd an occupation,
001:01;006[D  ]| And yet I scorne to$9$ call him sonne*in*law.
001:01;006[B  ]| Aye but I have a better trade for$4$ him,
001:01;006[B  ]| I thanke his grace he hath appointed him,
001:01;006[B  ]| Chiefe colonell of all those companies
001:01;006[B  ]| Mustred in$4$ London, and the shires about,
001:01;006[B  ]| To$9$ serue his highnesse in$4$ those warres of France:
001:01;006[B  ]| See where he comes: Louel what newes with you?
001:01;007['  ]| \Enter Louell, Lacie, and Askew\.
001:01;007[N V]| My Lord of Lincolne, it$6@1$ is his highnesse will$0$,
001:01;007[N  ]| That$3$ presently your cosen ship for$4$ France
001:01;007[N  ]| With all his powers, he would not for$4$ a million,
001:01;007[N  ]| But they should land at Deepe within foure daies.
001:01;007[B  ]| Go certifie his grace it$6@1$ shall be done.
001:01;007['  ]| \Exit Louell.\
001:01;007[B V]| Now cosen Lacie, in$4$ what forwardnesse
001:01;007[B  ]| Are all your companies?
001:01;007[F  ]| All well prepar'd,
001:01;007[F  ]| The men of Hartfordshire lie at Mile end,
001:01;007[F  ]| Suffolke, and Essex, traine in$4$ Tuttle fields,
001:01;007[F  ]| The Londoners, and those of Middlesex,
001:01;007[F  ]| All gallantly prepar'd in$4$ Finsbury,
001:01;007[F  ]| With Frolike spirits, long for$4$ their parting hower.
001:01;007[D  ]| They have their imprest, coates, and furniture,
001:01;007[D  ]| And if it$6@1$ please your cosen Lacie come
001:01;007[D  ]| To$4$ the Guild Hall, he shall receiue his pay,
001:01;007[D  ]| And twentie pounds besides my brethren
001:01;007[D  ]| Will$1$ freely give him, to$9$ approue our$6@2$ loues
001:01;007[D  ]| We$6@2$ beare unto my Lord your uncle here.
001:01;007[F  ]| I thanke your honour.
001:01;007[B  ]| Thankes my good Lord Maior.
001:01;007[D  ]| At the Guild Hall we$6@2$ will$1$ expect your comming.
001:01;007['  ]| \Exit\.
001:01;007[B V]| To$9$ approue your loues to$4$ me? no$7$, subtiltie
001:01;007[B  ]| Nephew: that$6@2$ twentie pound he doth bestow,
001:01;007[B  ]| For$4$ ioy to$9$ rid you from his daughter Rose:
001:01;007[B  ]| But cosens both, now here are none but friends,
001:01;007[B  ]| I would not have you cast an amourous eie
001:01;007[B  ]| Upon$4$ so$5@1$ meane a proiect, as the loue
001:01;007[B  ]| Of a gay wanton painted cittizen,
001:01;007[B  ]| I know this churle, euen in$4$ the height of scorne,
001:01;007[B  ]| Doth hate the mixture of his bloud with thine,
001:01;007[B  ]| I pray thee do thou so$5@2$, remember coze,
001:01;008[B  ]| What honourable fortunes wayt on$4$ thee,
001:01;008[B  ]| Increase the kings loue which$6@1$ so$5@1$ brightly shines,
001:01;008[B  ]| And gilds thy hopes, I have no$2$ heire but thee:
001:01;008[B  ]| And yet not thee, if with a wayward spirit,
001:01;008[B  ]| Thou start from the true byas of my loue.
001:01;008[F  ]| My Lord, I will$1$ (for$4$ honor (not desire
001:01;008[F  ]| Of land or liuings) or to$9$ be your heire)
001:01;008[F  ]| So$5@2$ guide my actions in$4$ pursuit of France,
001:01;008[F  ]| As shall adde glorie to$4$ the Lacies name.
001:01;008[B  ]| Coze, for$4$ those words here is thirtie Protugues
001:01;008[B  ]| And Nephew Askew, there is a few for$4$ you,
001:01;008[B  ]| Faire honour in$4$ her$2$ loftiest eminence
001:01;008[B  ]| Staies in$4$ France for$4$ you till you fetch her$6$ thence,
001:01;008[B  ]| Then Nephewes, clap swift wings on$4$ your dissignes,
001:01;008[B  ]| Be gone, be gone, make haste to$4$ the Guild Hall,
001:01;008[B  ]| There presently I will meete you, do not stay,
001:01;008[B  ]| Where honour becons, shame attends delay.
001:01;008['  ]| \Exit\.
001:01;008[G P]| How gladly would your uncle have you gone?
001:01;008[F V]| True coze, but I will ore-reach his policies,
001:01;008[F  ]| I have some serious buinesse for$4$ three dayes,
001:01;008[F  ]| Which$6@1$ nothing but my presence can dispatch,
001:01;008[F  ]| You therefore cosen with the companies
001:01;008[F  ]| Shall haste to$4$ Douer, there I will meete with you,
001:01;008[F  ]| Or if I stay past my prefixed time,
001:01;008[F  ]| Away for$4$ France, we$6@2$ will meete in$4$ Normandie,
001:01;008[F  ]| The twentie pounds my Lord Maior giues to$4$ me
001:01;008[F  ]| You shall receiue, and these ten portugues,
001:01;008[F  ]| Part of mine uncles thirtie, gentle cose,
001:01;008[F  ]| Have care to$4$ our$6@2$ great charge, I know your wisedome
001:01;008[F  ]| Hath tride it*selfe in$4$ higher consequence.
001:01;008[G  ]| Coze, all my*selfe am yours, yet have this care,
001:01;008[G  ]| To$9$ lodge in$4$ London with all secresie,
001:01;008[G  ]| Our$6@2$ uncle Lincolne hath (besides his owne)
001:01;009[G  ]| Many a iealous eie, that$6@1$ in$4$ your face
001:01;009[G  ]| Stares onely to$9$ watch meanes for$4$ your disgrace.
001:01;009[F  ]| Stay cosen, who$6@2$ be these?
001:01;009['  ]| \Enter Symon Eyre, his wife, Hodge, Firk, Iane, and Rafe with a peece.\
001:01;009[E P]| leaue whining, leaue whining, away with this whimpring
001:01;009[E  ]| ing, this pewling, these blubbring teares, and these wet eies, I will
001:01;009[E  ]| get thy husband discharg'd, I warrant thee sweete Iane: go to$5$.
001:01;009[K  ]| Master, here be the captaines.
001:01;009[E  ]| Peace Hodge, husht ye knaue, husht.
001:01;009[L  ]| Here be the caualiers, and the coronels, maister.
001:01;009[E  ]| Peace Firke, peace my fine firke, stand by$5$ with your 
001:01;009[E  ]| pishery pasherie, away, I am a man of the best presence, I will speake
001:01;009[E  ]| to$4$ them and they were Popes, gentlemen, captaines, colonels, commanders:
001:01;009[E  ]| braue men, braue leaders, may it$6@1$ please you to$9$ give me
001:01;009[E  ]| audience, I am Simon Eyre, the mad Shoomaker of Towerstreete,
001:01;009[E  ]| This wench with the mealy mouth that$6@1$ will$1$ neuer tire, is my wife
001:01;009[E  ]| I can tell you, here is Hodge my man, and my foreman, here is Firke
001:01;009[E  ]| my fine firking iourneyman, and this is blubbered Iane, all we$6@2$
001:01;009[E  ]| come to$9$ be suters for$4$ this honest Rafe, keepe him at home, and
001:01;009[E  ]| as I am a true shoomaker, and a gentleman of the Gentle Craft,
001:01;009[E  ]| buy spurs your*self, and I will find ye bootes these seuen yeeres.
001:01;009[P  ]| Seuen yeares husband?
001:01;009[E  ]| Peace Midriffe, peace, I know what I do, peace.
001:01;009[L  ]| Truly master cormorant, you shall do God good seruice
001:01;009[L  ]| to$9$ let Rafe and his wife stay together, she is a yong new married
001:01;009[L  ]| woman, if you take her$2$ husband away from her$6$ a*night, you
001:01;009[L  ]| undoo her$6$, she may beg in$4$ the day time, for$3$ he is as good a workman
001:01;009[L  ]| at a pricke and an awle, as any is in$4$ our$6@2$ trade.
001:01;009[R  ]| O let him stay, else I shall be undone.
001:01;009[L  ]| Aye truly, she shall be laid at one side like$4$ a paire of old shooes
001:01;009[L  ]| else, and be occupied for$4$ no$2$ use.
001:01;010[F V]| Truly my friends, it$6@1$ lies not in$4$ my power,
001:01;010[F  ]| The Londoners are prest, paide, and set forth
001:01;010[F  ]| By$4$ the Lord Maior, I cannot change a man.
001:01;010[K P]| Why then you were as good be a corporall, as a colonel,
001:01;010[K  ]| if you cannot discharge one good fellow, and I tell you true, I
001:01;010[K  ]| think you do more then you can answere, to$9$ presse a man
001:01;010[K  ]| within a yeare and a day of his mariage.
001:01;010[E  ]| Well said melancholy Hodge, gramercy my fine foreman.
001:01;010[P  ]| Truly gentlemen, it$6@1$ were ill done, for$4$ such as you, to$9$
001:01;010[P  ]| stand so$5@1$ stiffely against a poore young wife: considering her$2$
001:01;010[P  ]| case, she is new married, but let that$6@2$ passe: I pray deale not
001:01;010[P  ]| roughly with her$6$, her$2$ husband is a yong man and but newly
001:01;010[P  ]| entred, but let that$6@2$ passe.
001:01;010[E  ]| Away with your pisherie pasherie, your pols and your   
001:01;010[E  ]| edipolls, peace Midaffe, silence Cisly Bumtrincket, let your head
001:01;010[E  ]| speake.
001:01;010[L  ]| Yea and the hornes too, master.
001:01;010[E  ]| Too soone, my fine Firk, too soone: peace scoundrels, see
001:01;010[E  ]| you this man, Captaines, you will$1$ not release him, well let him go,
001:01;010[E  ]| he is a proper shot, let him uanish, peace Iane, drie up$5$ thy teares,
001:01;010[E  ]| they will make his powder dankish, take him braue men, Hector of
001:01;010[E  ]| Troy was an hackney to$4$ him, Hercules and Termagant scoundrelles,
001:01;010[E  ]| Prince Arthurs Round table, by$4$ the Lord of Ludgate, nere
001:01;010[E  ]| fed such a tall, such a dapper swordman, by$4$ the life of Pharo, a
001:01;010[E  ]| braue resolute swordman: peace Iane, I say no$2$ more, mad
001:01;010[E  ]| knaues.
001:01;010[L  ]| See, see Hodge, how my maister raues in$4$ commendation of
001:01;010[L  ]| Rafe.
001:01;010[K  ]| Raph, thou art a gull by$4$ this hand, and thou goest.
001:01;010[G V]| I am glad (good master Ayre) it$6@1$ is my hap
001:01;010[G  ]| To$9$ meete so$5@1$ resolute a souldiour.
001:01;010[G  ]| Trust me, for$4$ your report, and loue to$4$ him,
001:01;011[G  ]| A common slight regard shall not respect him.
001:01;011[F P]| Is thy name Raph?
001:01;011[M  ]| Yes sir.
001:01;011[F V]| give me thy hand,
001:01;011[F  ]| Thou shalt not want, as I am a gentleman:
001:01;011[F  ]| Woman, be patient, God (no$2$ doubt) will$1$ send
001:01;011[F  ]| Thy husband safe againe, but he must go,
001:01;011[F  ]| His countries quarrel sayes, it$6@1$ shall be so$5@2$.
001:01;011[K P]| Thou art a gull by$4$ my stirrop, if thou dost not go, I will$1$ not
001:01;011[K  ]| have thee strike thy gimblet into these weake uessels, pricke thine
001:01;011[K  ]| enemies Rafe.
001:01;011['  ]| \Enter Dodger.\
001:01;011[O V]| My lord, your uncle on$4$ the Tower hill,
001:01;011[O  ]| Stayes with the lord Mayor, and the Aldermen,
001:01;011[O  ]| And doth request you with all speede you may
001:01;011[O  ]| To$9$ hasten thither.
001:01;011['  ]| \exit Dodger.\
001:01;011[G P]| Cosin, let us$6@2$ go.
001:01;011[F  ]| \Dodger\, runne you before, tell them we$6@2$ come,
001:01;011[F V]| This Dodger is mine uncles parasite,
001:01;011[F  ]| The arrantst uarlet that$6@1$ ever breathd on$4$ earth,
001:01;011[F  ]| He sets more discord in$4$ a noble house,
001:01;011[F  ]| By$4$ one daies broching of his pickethanke tales,
001:01;011[F  ]| Then can be salu'd againe in$4$ twentie yeares,
001:01;011[F  ]| And he (I feare) shall go with us$6@2$ to$4$ France,
001:01;011[F  ]| To$9$ prie into our$6@2$ actions.
001:01;011[G  ]| Therefore coze,
001:01;011[G  ]| It$6@1$ shall behooue you to$9$ be circumspect,
001:01;011[F P]| Feare not good cosen: Raph, hie to$4$ your colours.
001:01;011[M V]| I must, because there is no$2$ remedie,
001:01;011[M  ]| But gentle maister and my louing dame,
001:01;011[M  ]| As you have alwaies beene a friend to$4$ me,
001:01;011[M  ]| So$3$ in$4$ mine absence think upon$4$ my wife.
001:01;011[R P]| Alas my Raph.
001:01;011[P  ]| She cannot speake for$4$ weeping.
001:01;012[E  ]| Peace you crackt groates, you mustard tokens, disquiet
001:01;012[E  ]| not the braue souldier, go thy waies Raph.
001:01;012[R  ]| Aye, aye, you bid him go, what shall I do when he is gone?
001:01;012[L  ]| Why be doing with me, or my felow Hodge, be not idle.
001:01;012[E  ]| Let me see thy hand Iane, this fine hand, this white hand,
001:01;012[E  ]| these prettie fingers must spin, must card, must worke, worke
001:01;012[E  ]| you bombast cotten-candle-queane, worke for$4$ your liuing with
001:01;012[E  ]| a pox to$4$ you: hold thee Raph, here is fiue sixpences for$4$ thee,
001:01;012[E  ]| fight for$4$ the honour of the Gentle Craft, for$4$ the gentlemen
001:01;012[E  ]| Shoomakers, the couragious Cordwainers, the flower of saint
001:01;012[E  ]| Martins, the mad knaues of Bedlem, Fleetstreete, Towerstreete,
001:01;012[E  ]| and white Chappell, cracke me the crownes of the French
001:01;012[E  ]| knaues, a poxe on$4$ them, cracke them, fight, by$4$ the lord of
001:01;012[E  ]| Ludgate, fight my fine boy.
001:01;012[L  ]| Here Rafe, here is three two pences, two carry into France,
001:01;012[L  ]| the third shall wash our$6@2$ soules at parting (for$3$ sorrow is drie) for$4$
001:01;012[L  ]| my sake, firke the \Basa mon cues\.
001:01;012[K  ]| Raph, I am heauy at parting, but here is a shilling for$4$
001:01;012[K  ]| thee, God send thee to$9$ cramme thy slops with French crownes,
001:01;012[K  ]| and thy enemies bellies with bullets.
001:01;012[M V]| I thanke you maister, and I thanke you all:
001:01;012[M  ]| Now gentle wife, my louing louely Iane,
001:01;012[M  ]| Rich men at parting, give their wiues rich gifts,
001:01;012[M  ]| iewels and rings, to$9$ grace their lillie hands,
001:01;012[M  ]| Thou know'st our$6@2$ trade makes rings for$4$ womens heeles:
001:01;012[M  ]| Here take this paire of shooes cut out by$4$ Hodge,
001:01;012[M  ]| Sticht by$4$ my fellow firke, seam'd by$4$ my*selfe,
001:01;012[M  ]| Made up$5$ and pinckt, with letters for$4$ thy name,
001:01;012[M  ]| Weare them my deere Iane, for$4$ thy husbands sake,
001:01;012[M  ]| And euerie morning when thou pull'st them on$5$,
001:01;012[M  ]| Remember me, and pray for$4$ my returne,
001:01;012[M  ]| Make much of them, for$3$ I have made them so$5@2$,
001:01;012[M  ]| That$3$ I can know them from a thousand mo.
001:01;013['  ]| \Sound drumme, enter Lord Maior, Lincolne, Lacy, Askew\
001:01;013['  ]| \Dodger and souldiers, They passe ouer the stage, Rafe
001:01;013['  ]| \falles in$5$ amongest them, Firke and the rest cry farewel,
001:01;013['  ]| \&c. and so$5@2$ Exeunt.\
001:01;013['  ]| \Enter\ Rose alone making a Garland.\
001:01;013[Q V]| Here sit thou downe upon$4$ this flowry banke,
001:01;013[Q  ]| And make a garland for$4$ thy \Lacies\ head,
001:01;013[Q  ]| These pinkes, these roses, and these uiolets,
001:01;013[Q  ]| These blushing gilliflowers, these marigoldes,
001:01;013[Q  ]| The faire embrodery of his coronet,
001:01;013[Q  ]| Carry not halfe such beauty in$4$ their cheekes,
001:01;013[Q  ]| As the sweete countnaunce of my \Lacy\ doth.
001:01;013[Q  ]| O my most unkinde father! O my starres!
001:01;013[Q  ]| Why lowrde you so$5@2$ at my natiuity,
001:01;013[Q  ]| To$9$ make me loue, yet liue robd of my loue?
001:01;013[Q  ]| Here as a theefe am I imprisoned 
001:01;013[Q  ]| (For$4$ my deere \Lacies\ sake) within those walles,
001:01;013[Q  ]| Which$6@1$ by$4$ my fathers cost were builded up$5$
001:01;013[Q  ]| For$4$ better purposes: here must I languish
001:01;013[Q  ]| For$4$ him that$6@1$ doth as much lament (I know)
001:01;013['  ]| \Enter Sibil.\
001:01;013[Q V]| Mine absence, as for$4$ him I pine in$4$ woe.
001:01;013[V P]| Good morrow yong Mistris, I am sure you make that$6@2$
001:01;013[V  ]| garland for$4$ me, against I shall be Lady of the Haruest.
001:01;013[Q  ]| \Sibil\, what news at London?
001:01;013[V  ]| None but good: my lord Mayor your father, and maister
001:01;013[V  ]| \Philpot\ your uncle, and maister \Scot\ your coosin, and mistris
001:01;013[V  ]| \Frigbottom\ by$4$ Doctors Commons, do all (by$4$ my troth) send
001:01;013[V  ]| you most hearty commendations.
001:01;013[Q  ]| Did \Lacy\ send kind greetings to$4$ his loue?
001:01;013[V  ]| O yes, out of cry, by$4$ my troth, I scant knew him, here a
001:01;013[V  ]| wore a scarffe, and here a scarfe, here a bunch of fethers, and here
001:01;014[V  ]| pretious stones and iewells, and a paire of garters: O monstrous!
001:01;014[V  ]| like$4$ one of our$6@2$ yellow silke curtains, at home here in$4$ Old-ford
001:01;014[V  ]| house, here in$4$ maister \Bellymounts\ chamber. I stoode at our$6@2$
001:01;014[V  ]| doore in$4$ Cornehill, lookt at him, he at me indeed, spake to$4$ him,
001:01;014[V  ]| but he not to$4$ me, not a word, mary gup thought I with a
001:01;014[V  ]| wanion, he passt by$4$ me as prowde, mary foh, are you growne
001:01;014[V  ]| humourous thought I? and so$3$ shut the doore, and in$5$ I came.
001:01;014[Q V]| O \Sibill\, how dost my \Lacy\ wrong?
001:01;014[Q  ]| My Rowland is as gentle as a lambe,
001:01;014[Q  ]| No$2$ doue was euer half so$5@1$ milde as he.
001:01;014[V P]| Milde? yea, as a bushel of stampt crabs, he lookt upon$4$ me as
001:01;014[V  ]| sowre as ueriuice: go thy wayes thought I, thou maist be much
001:01;014[V  ]| in$4$ my gaskins, but nothing in$4$ my neatherstockes: this is your
001:01;014[V  ]| fault mistris, to$9$ loue him that$6@1$ loues not you, he thinkes scorne
001:01;014[V  ]| to$9$ do as he is done to$5$, but if I were as you, I would cry, go by$4$ Ieronimo,
001:01;014[V  ]| go by$5$,
001:01;014[V V]| I would set mine olde debts against my new driblets,
001:01;014[V  ]| And the hares foot against the goose giblets,
001:01;014[V  ]| For$3$ if euer I sigh when sleepe I shoulde take,
001:01;014[V  ]| Pray God I may loose my mayden-head when I wake.
001:01;014[Q P]| Will$1$ my loue leaue me then and go to$4$ France?
001:01;014[V  ]| I knowe not that$6@2$, but I am sure I see him stalke before
001:01;014[V  ]| the souldiers, by$4$ my troth he is a propper man, but he is proper
001:01;014[V  ]| that$6@1$ proper doth, let him go snicke-up yong mistris.
001:01;014[Q V]| Get thee to$4$ London, and learne perfectly.
001:01;014[Q  ]| Whether my Lacy go to$4$ France, or no$2$:
001:01;014[Q  ]| Do this, and I will$1$ give thee for$4$ thy paines,
001:01;014[Q  ]| My cambricke apron, and my romish gloues,
001:01;014[Q  ]| My purple stockings, and a stomacher,
001:01;014[Q  ]| Say, wilt thou do this \Sibil\ for$4$ my sake?
001:01;014[V P]| Will$1$ I quoth a? at whose suite? by$4$ my troth yes, I will go, a
001:01;014[V  ]| cambricke apron, gloues, a paire of purple stockings, and a
001:01;015[V  ]| stomacher, I will sweat in$4$ purple mistris for$4$ you, I will take any thing
001:01;015[V  ]| that$6@1$ comes in$4$ Gods name, O rich, a Cambricke apron; faith then
001:01;015[V  ]| have at up$5$ tailes all, I will go, Iiggy, Ioggy to$4$ London, and be here
001:01;015[V  ]| in$4$ a trice yong mistris.
001:01;015['  ]| \Exit\.
001:01;015[Q V]| Do so$5@2$ good Sibill, meane time wretched I
001:01;015[Q  ]| Will$1$ sit and sigh for$4$ his lost companie.
001:01;015['  ]| \Exit\.
001:01;015['  ]| \Enter Rowland Lacy like$4$ a Dutch Shooe-maker.\
001:01;015[F V]| How many shapes have gods and Kings deuisde,
001:01;015[F  ]| Thereby a compasse their desired loues?
001:01;015[F  ]| It$6@1$ is no$2$ shame for$4$ Rowland Lacy then,
001:01;015[F  ]| To$9$ clother his cunning with the Gentle Craft,
001:01;015[F  ]| That$3$ thus disguisde, I may unknowne possesse,
001:01;015[F  ]| The onely happie presence of my Rose:
001:01;015[F  ]| For$4$ her$6$ have I forsooke my charge in$4$ France,
001:01;015[F  ]| Incurd the Kings displeasure, and stird up$5$
001:01;015[F  ]| Rough hatred in$4$ mine uncle Lincolnes brest:
001:01;015[F  ]| O loue, how powerfull art thou, that$6@1$ canst change
001:01;015[F  ]| High birth to$4$ barenesse, and a noble mind,
001:01;015[F  ]| To$4$ the meane semblance of a shooemaker?
001:01;015[F  ]| But thus it$6@1$ must be for$4$ her$2$ cruell father,
001:01;015[F  ]| Hating the single union of our$6@2$ soules,
001:01;015[F  ]| Hath secretly conueyed my Rose from London,
001:01;015[F  ]| To$9$ barre me of her$2$ presence, but I trust
001:01;015[F  ]| Fortune and this disguise will$1$ furder me
001:01;015[F  ]| Once more to$9$ uiew her$2$ beautie, gaine her$2$ sight,
001:01;015[F  ]| Here in$4$ Towerstreete, with Ayre the shooe-maker,
001:01;015[F  ]| Meane I a while to$9$ worke, I know the trade,
001:01;015[F  ]| I learn't it$6@2$ when I was in$4$ Wittenberge:
001:01;015[F  ]| Then cheere thy hoping sprites be not dismaide,
001:01;015[F  ]| Thou canst not want, do fortune what she can,
001:01;015[F  ]| The Gentle Craft is liuing for$4$ a man.
001:01;015['  ]| \exit\.
001:01;015['  ]| \Enter Eyre making himselfe readie.\
001:01;015[E P]| Where be these boyes, these girles, these drabbes, these
001:01;016[E  ]| scoundrels, they wallow in$4$ the fat brewisse of my bountie, and
001:01;016[E  ]| licke up$5$ the crums of my table, yet will$1$ not rise to$9$ see my walkes
001:01;016[E  ]| cleansed: come out you powder-beefe-queanes, what Nan,
001:01;016[E  ]| what Madge-mumble-crust, come out you fatte Midriffe-swag,
001:01;016[E  ]| belly-whores, and sweepe me these kennels, that$3$ the noysome
001:01;016[E  ]| stench offende not the nose of my neighbours: what Firke I say,
001:01;016[E  ]| what Hodge? open my shop windowes, what Firke I say.
001:01;016['  ]| \Enter Firke.\
001:01;016[L P]| O master, is it$6@1$ you that$6@1$ speake bandog and bedlam this
001:01;016[L  ]| morning, I was in$4$ a dreame, and muzed what madde man was
001:01;016[L  ]| got into the streete so$5@1$ earlie, have you drunke this morning that$3$
001:01;016[L  ]| you throate is so$5@1$ cleere?
001:01;016[E  ]| Ah well said, Firke, well said Firke, to$4$ worke my fine
001:01;016[E  ]| knaue, to$4$ worke, wash thy face, and thou wilt be more blest.
001:01;016[L  ]| Let them wash my face that$6@1$ will$1$ eate it$6@2$, good master send
001:01;016[L  ]| for$4$ a sowce wife, if you will$1$ have my face cleaner.
001:01;016['  ]| \enter Hodge.
001:01;016[E P]| Away slouen, auaunt scoundrell, good morrow Hodge,
001:01;016[E  ]| good morrow my fine foreman.
001:01;016[K  ]| O maister, good morrow, you are an earlie stirrer, here is a
001:01;016[K  ]| faire morning, good morrow Firke, I could have slept this
001:01;016[K  ]| howre, here is a braue day towards.
001:01;016[E  ]| O haste to$4$ worke my fine foreman, haste to$4$ worke.
001:01;016[L  ]| Maister I am drie as dust, to$9$ heare my fellow Roger talke
001:01;016[L  ]| of faire weather, let us$6@2$ pray for$4$ good leather, and let clownes and
001:01;016[L  ]| plowboyes, and those that$6@1$ worke in$4$ the fieldes, pray for$4$ braue
001:01;016[L  ]| dayes, we$6@2$ worke in$4$ a drie shop, what care I if it$6@1$ raine?
001:01;016['  ]| \Enter Eyres wife.\.
001:01;016[E P]| How now dame Margery, can you see to$9$ rise? trip and go,
001:01;016[E  ]| call up$5$ the drabs your maides.
001:01;016[P  ]| See to$9$ rise? I hope it$6@1$ is time inough, it$6@1$ is earlie inough
001:01;016[P  ]| for$4$ any woman to$9$ be seene abroad, I maruaile how manie wiues
001:01;016[P  ]| in$4$ Towerstreet are up$5$ so$5@1$ soon? Gods me, it$6@1$ is not noone, here is a
001:01;017[P  ]| yawling.
001:01;017[E  ]| Peace Margerie, peace, where is Cisly Bumtrinket your
001:01;017[E  ]| maide? she has a priuie fault, she fartes in$4$ her$2$ sleepe, call the
001:01;017[E  ]| queane up$5$, if my men want shooethreed, I will swinge her$6$ in$4$ a
001:01;017[E  ]| stirrop.
001:01;017[L  ]| Yet that$6@2$ is but a drie beating, here is still a signe of drought.
001:01;017['  ]| \enter Lacy singing.\
001:01;017[F V]| Der was een bore uan Gelderland, Frolick si byen,
001:01;017[F  ]| He was als dronck he could nyet stand, upsolce se byen,
001:01;017[F  ]| Tap eens de canneken, drincke schone mannekin.
001:01;017[L P]| Maister, for$4$ my life yonder is a brother of the Gentle Craft,
001:01;017[L  ]| if he beare not saint Hughes bones, I will forfeit my bones, he is
001:01;017[L  ]| some uplandish workman, hire him good master, that$3$ I may learne
001:01;017[L  ]| some gibble, gabble, it$6@1$ will$1$ make us$6@2$ worke the faster.
001:01;017[E  ]| Peace Firke, a hard world, let him passe, let him uanish, we$6@2$
001:01;017[E  ]| have iourneymen enow, peace my fine Firke.
001:01;017[P  ]| Nay, nay, you are best follow your mans councell,
001:01;017[P  ]| you shall see what will$1$ come of it$6@2$: we$6@2$ have not men enow, but we$6@2$
001:01;017[P  ]| must entertaine euerie butter-boxe: but let that$6@2$ passe.
001:01;017[K  ]| Dame, fore God if my maister follow your counsell,
001:01;017[K  ]| he will consume little beefe, he shall be glad of men and he can
001:01;017[K  ]| catch them.
001:01;017[L  ]| Aye that$6@2$ he shall.
001:01;017[K  ]| Fore God a proper man, and I warrant a fine workman:
001:01;017[K  ]| maister farewell, dame adew, if such a man as he cannot find
001:01;017[K  ]| worke, Hodge is not for$4$ you.
001:01;017['  ]| \offer to$9$ go.\
001:01;017[E P]| Stay my fine Hodge.
001:01;017[L  ]| Faith, and your foreman go, dame you must take a
001:01;017[L  ]| iourney to$9$ seeke a new iorneyman, if Roger remoue, Firke
001:01;017[L  ]| followes, if saint Hughs bones shall not be set a worke, I may
001:01;017[L  ]| pricke mine awle in$4$ the wals, and go play: fare ye well master,
001:01;017[L  ]| God buy dame.
001:01;018[E  ]| Tarrie my fine Hodge, my briske foreman, stay Firke,
001:01;018[E  ]| peace pudding broath, by$4$ the lord of Ludgate I loue my men as
001:01;018[E  ]| my life, peace you gallimafrie, Hodge if he want worke I will hire
001:01;018[E  ]| him, one of you to$4$ him, stay, he comes to$4$ us$6@2$.
001:01;018[F  ]| Goeden dach meester, ende u uro oak.
001:01;018[L  ]| Nayls if I should speake after him without drinking, I
001:01;018[L  ]| shuld choke, and you frind Oake, are you of the Gentle Craft?
001:01;018[F  ]| Yaw, yaw, Ik bin den skomawker.
001:01;018[L  ]| Den skomaker quoth a, and heark you skomaster, have
001:01;018[L  ]| you all your tooles, a good rubbing pinne, a good stopper, a
001:01;018[L  ]| good dresser, your foure sorts of awles, and your two balles of
001:01;018[L  ]| waxe, your parting knife, your hand and thumb-leathers, and good
001:01;018[L  ]| S. Hughs bones to$9$ smooth up$5$ your worke.
001:01;018[F  ]| Yaw yaw be niet uorueard, Ik hab all de dingen, uoour
001:01;018[F  ]| mack skoes groot and cleane.
001:01;018[L  ]| Ha ha good maister hire him, he will make me laugh so$3$ that$3$
001:01;018[L  ]| I shall worke more in$4$ mirth, then I can in$4$ earnest.
001:01;018[E  ]| Heare ye friend, have ye any skill in$4$ the mistery of
001:01;018[E  ]| Cordwainers?
001:01;018[F  ]| Ik weet niet wat yow seg ich uerstaw you niet.
001:01;018[L  ]| Why thus man, Ich uerste u niet quoth a.
001:01;018[F  ]| Yaw, yaw, yaw, ick can dat well doen.
001:01;018[L  ]| Yaw, yaw, he speakes yawing like$4$ a iacke daw, that$6@1$ gapes
001:01;018[L  ]| to$9$ be fed with cheese curdes, O he will give a uillanous pul at a Can
001:01;018[L  ]| of double Beere, but Hodge and I have the uantage, we$6@2$ must
001:01;018[L  ]| drinke first, because we$6@2$ are the eldest iourneymen.
001:01;018[E  ]| What is thy name?
001:01;018[F  ]| Hans, Hans, Meulter.
001:01;018[E  ]| Give my thy hand, thou art welcome, Hodge entertaine him,
001:04;018[E  ]| Fyrk bid him welcome, come Hans, runne wife, bid your maids,
001:04;018[E  ]| your Trullibubs, make readie my fine mens breakefasts: to$4$ him
001:04;018[E  ]| Hodge.
001:04;019[K  ]| Hans, thou art welcome, use thy*selfe friendly, for$3$ we$6@2$ are
001:04;019[K  ]| good fellowes, if not thou shalt be fought with, wert thou
001:04;019[K  ]| bigger then a Giant.
001:04;019[L  ]| Yea and drunke with, wert thou Gargantua, my maister
001:04;019[L  ]| keepes no$2$ cowards, I tell thee: how, boy, bring him an heele-blocke,
001:04;019[L  ]| here is a new iourneyman.
001:04;019['  ]| \Enter Boy.\
001:04;019[F P]| O ich wersto, you Ich moet een halue dossen Cans
001:04;019[F  ]| betaelen: here boy nempt dis skilling, tap eens freelicke.
001:04;019['  ]| \Exit Boy.
001:04;019[E P]| Quicke snipper snapper, away: Fyrk, scowre thy throate,
001:04;019[E  ]| thou shalt wash it$6@2$ with Castilian licour,
001:04;019[E P]| come my last of the fiues, give me a Can, have to$4$
001:04;019['  ]| \Enter Boy.\
001:04;019[E  ]| thee Hans, here Hodge, here Fyrk, drinke you mad Greeks, and worke like$4$
001:04;019[E  ]| tru Troians, and pray for$4$ Simon Eyre the Shoomaker: here
001:04;019[E  ]| Hans, and thou art welcome.
001:04;019[L  ]| Lo dame you would have lost a good fellow that$6@1$ will$1$ teach
001:04;019[L  ]| us$6@2$ to$9$ laugh, this beere came hopping in$5$ well.
001:04;019[P  ]| Simon it$6@1$ is almost seuen.
001:04;019[E  ]| Is it$6@1$ so$5@2$ dame clapper dudgeon, is it$6@1$ seuen a*clocke, and my
001:04;019[E  ]| mens breakefast not readie, trip and go you sowst cunger, away,
001:04;019[E  ]| come you madde Hiperboreans, follow me Hodge, follow me
001:04;019[E  ]| Hans, come after my fine Fyrk, to$4$ worke, to$4$ worke a while, and
001:04;019[E  ]| then to$4$ breakfast.
001:04;019['  ]| \Exit.\
001:04;019[L P]| Soft, yaw, yaw, good Hans, though my master have no$2$
001:04;019[L  ]| more wit, but to$9$ call you afore me, I am not so$5@1$ foolish to$9$ go
001:04;019[L  ]| behind you, I being the elder iourneyman.
001:04;019['  ]| \exeunt\
002:01;000@@@@@|
002:01;019['  ]| \Hollowing within. Enter Warner, and Hammon,\
002:01;019['  ]| \like$4$ hunters.\
002:01;019[H V]| Cosen beate euery brake, the game is not farre
002:01;019[H  ]| This way with winged feete he fled from death,
002:01;019[H  ]| Whilst the pursuing hounds senting his steps:
002:01;019[H  ]| Find out his high way to$4$ destruction,
002:01;020[H  ]| Besides, the millers boy told me euen now,
002:01;020[H  ]| He saw him take saile, and he hallowed him,
002:01;020[H  ]| Affirming him so$5@1$ embost,
002:01;020[H  ]| That$3$ long he could not hold.
002:01;020[I  ]| If it$6@1$ be so$5@2$,
002:01;020[I  ]| It$6@1$ is best we$6@2$ trace these meddowes by$4$ old Ford.
002:01;020['  ]| \A noise of hunters within, enter a boy.\
002:01;020[H P]| How now boy, where is the deere? speak, sawst thou
002:01;020[H  ]| him?
002:01;020[W  ]| O, yea I saw him leape through a hedge, and then ouer a
002:01;020[W  ]| ditch, then at my Lord Maiors pale, ouer he skipt me and in$5$ he
002:01;020[W  ]| went me, and holla the hunters cride, and there boy there boy,
002:01;020[W  ]| but there he is a mine honestie.
002:01;020[H  ]| Boy God amercy, cosen let us$6@2$ away,
002:01;020[H  ]| I hope we$6@2$ shall find better sport to*day.
002:01;020['  ]| \exeunt.\
002:01;020['  ]| \Hunting within, enter Rose, and Sibill.\
002:01;020[Q P]| Why Sibill wilt thou proue a forrester?
002:01;020[V  ]| Upon$4$ some no$7$, forrester, go by$5$: no$7$ faith mistris, the deere
002:01;020[V  ]| came running into the barne through the orchard, and ouer the
002:01;020[V  ]| pale, I wot well, I lookt as pale as a new cheese to$9$ see him, but
002:01;020[V  ]| whip saies goodman pinne-close, up$5$ with his flaile, and our$6@2$
002:01;020[V  ]| Nicke with a prong, and downe he fel, and they upon$4$ him, and
002:01;020[V  ]| I upon$4$ them, by$4$ my troth we$6@2$ had such sport, and in$4$ the end we$6@2$
002:01;020[V  ]| ended him, his throate we$6@2$ cut, flead him, unhornd him, and my
002:01;020[V  ]| lord Maior shall eat of him anon when he comes.
002:01;020['  ]| \Hornes sound within.\
002:01;020[Q V]| Heark heark, the hunters come, you are best take heed
002:01;020[Q  ]| They will have a saying to$4$ you for$4$ this deede.
002:01;020['  ]| \Enter Hammon, Warner, huntsmen, and boy.\
002:01;020[H P]| God saue you faire ladies.
002:01;020[V  ]| Ladies, O grosse!
002:01;020[I  ]| Came not a bucke this way?
002:01;021[Q  ]| No$7$, but two Does.
002:01;021[H  ]| And which$6@2$ way went they? faith we$6@2$ will hunt at those
002:01;021[V  ]| At those? upon$4$ some no$7$: when, can you tell?
002:01;021[I  ]| Upon$4$ some, aye.
002:01;021[V  ]| Good Lord!
002:01;021[I  ]| Wounds then farewell.
002:01;021[H  ]| Boy, which$6@2$ way went he?
002:01;021[W  ]| This way sir he ranne.
002:01;021[H  ]| This way he ranne indeede, faire mistris Rose,
002:01;021[H  ]| Our$6@2$ game was lately in$4$ your orchard seene.
002:01;021[I  ]| Can you aduise which$6@1$ way he tooke his flight?
002:01;021[V  ]| Followe your nose, his hornes will$1$ guide you right.
002:01;021[I  ]| Thou art a mad wench.
002:01;021[V  ]| O rich!
002:01;021[Q V]| Trust me, not I,
002:01;021[Q  ]| It$6@1$ is not like$4$ the wild forrest deere,
002:01;021[Q  ]| Would come so$5@1$ neare to$4$ places of resort,
002:01;021[Q  ]| You are deceiu'd, he fled some other way.
002:01;021[I P]| Which$6@2$ way my suger-candie, can you shew?
002:01;021[V  ]| Come up$5$ good honnisops, upon$4$ some, no$7$.
002:01;021[Q  ]| Why do you stay, and not pursue your game?
002:01;021[V  ]| I will hold my life their hunting nags be lame.
002:01;021[H  ]| A deere, more deere is found within this place.
002:01;021[Q  ]| But not the deere (sir) which$6@1$ you had in$4$ chace.
002:01;021[H  ]| I chac'd the deere, but this deere chaceth me.
002:01;021[Q V]| The strangest hunting that$6@1$ euer I see,
002:01;021[Q  ]| But where is your parke?
002:01;021['  ]| \She offers to$9$ go away.\
002:01;021[H P]| It$6@1$ is here: O stay.
002:01;021[Q  ]| Impale me, and then I will$1$ not stray.
002:01;021[I  ]| They wrangle wench, we$6@2$ are more kind then they
002:01;021[V  ]| What kind of hart is that$6@2$ (deere hart) you seeke?
002:01;022[I  ]| A hart, deare hart.
002:01;022[V  ]| Who$6@2$ euer saw the like$0$?
002:01;022[Q  ]| To$9$ loose your heart, is it$6@1$ possible you can?
002:01;022[H  ]| My heart is lost.
002:01;022[Q  ]| Alacke good gentleman.
002:01;022[H  ]| This poore lost hart would I wish you might find.
002:01;022[Q  ]| You by$4$ such lucke might proue your hart a hind.
002:01;022[H  ]| Why Lucke had hornes, so$5@2$ have I heard some say.
002:01;022[Q  ]| Now God if it$6@1$ be his will$0$ send Luck into your way.
002:01;022['  ]| \Enter L. Maior, and seruants.\
002:01;022[D P]| What maister Hammon, welcome to$4$ old Ford.
002:01;022[V  ]| Gods pittikins, hands off sir, here is my Lord.
002:01;022[D  ]| I heare you had ill lucke, and lost your game.
002:01;022[H  ]| It$6@1$ is true my Lord.
002:01;022[D V]| I am sorie for$4$ the same.
002:01;022[D  ]| What gentleman is this?
002:01;022[H  ]| My brother*in*law.
002:01;022[D  ]| You are welcome both, sith Fortune offers you
002:01;022[D  ]| Into my hands, you shall not part from hence,
002:01;022[D  ]| Until you have refresht your wearied limmes:
002:01;022[D  ]| Go Sibel couer the boord, you shall be guest
002:01;022[D  ]| To$4$ no$2$ good cheare, but euen a hunters feast.
002:01;022[H  ]| I thanke your Lordship: cosen, on$4$ my life
002:01;022[H  ]| For$4$ our$6@2$ lost uenison, I shall find a wife.
002:01;022['  ]| \exeunt.\
002:01;022[D V]| In$5$ gentlemen, I will not be absent long.
002:01;022[D  ]| This Hammon is a proper gentleman
002:01;022[D  ]| A citizen by$4$ birth, fairely allide,
002:01;022[D  ]| How fit an husband were he for$4$ my girle?
002:01;022[D  ]| Well, I will$1$ in$5$, and do the best I can,
002:01;022[D  ]| To$9$ match my daughter to$4$ this gentleman.
002:01;022['  ]| \exeunt.\
002:01;022['  ]| \Enter Lacie, Skipper, Hodge and Firke.\
002:01;022[W P]| Ick sal yow wat seggen Hans, dis skip dat comen from
002:01;022[W  ]| Candy is all wol, by$4$ gots sacrament, uan sugar, ciuet, almonds,
002:01;023[W  ]| cambrick, end alle dingen towsand ding, nempt it$6@2$
002:01;023[W  ]| Hans, nempt it$6@2$ uor u meester, daer be de bils uan laden, your
002:01;023[W  ]| meester Simon Eyre sal hae good copen, wat seggen yow Hans?
002:01;023[L  ]| Wat seggen de reggen de copen, slopen, laugh Hodge
002:01;023[L  ]| laugh.
002:01;023[F  ]| Mine lieuer broder Firk, bringt meester Eyre tot ben signe
002:01;023[F  ]| un swannekin, daer sal yow finde dis skipper end me, wat
002:01;023[F  ]| seggen yow broder Firk? do it$6@2$ it$6@2$ Hodge, come skipper.
002:01;023['  ]| \exeunt.\
002:01;023[L P]| Bring him quoth you, here is no$2$ knauerie, to$9$ bring my
002:01;023[L  ]| master to$9$ buy a ship, worth the lading of 2. or 3. hundred
002:01;023[L  ]| thousand pounds, alas that$6@2$ is nothing, a trifle, a bable Hodge.
002:01;023[K  ]| The truth is Firk, that$3$ the marchant owner of the ship
002:01;023[K  ]| dares not shew his head, and therefore this skipper that$6@1$ deales
002:01;023[K  ]| for$4$ him, for$4$ the loue he beares to$4$ Hans, offers my master Eyre
002:01;023[K  ]| a bargaine in$4$ the commodities, he shall have a reasonable day of
002:01;023[K  ]| payment, he may sel the wares by$4$ that$6@2$ time, and be an huge gainer
002:01;023[K  ]| himselfe.
002:01;023[L  ]| Yea, but can my fellow Hans lend my master twentie
002:01;023[L  ]| porpentines as an earnest pennie.
002:01;023[K  ]| Portegues thou wouldst say, here they be Firke, heark,
002:01;023[K  ]| they gingle in$4$ my pocket like$4$ saint Mary Oueries bels.
002:01;023['  ]| \Enter Eyre and his wife.\
002:01;023[L P]| Mum, here comes my dame and my maister, she will scold
002:01;023[L  ]| on$4$ my life, for$4$ loytering this Monday, but all is one, let them all
002:01;023[L  ]| say what they can, Monday is our$6@2$ holyday.
002:01;023[P  ]| You sing sir sauce, but I beshrew your heart,
002:01;023[P  ]| I feare for$4$ this your singing we$6@2$ shall smart.
002:01;023[L  ]| Smart for$4$ me dame, why dame, why?
002:01;023[K  ]| Maister I hope you will not suffer my dame to$9$ take downe
002:01;023[K  ]| your iourneymen.
002:01;023[L  ]| If she take me downe, I will take her$6$ up$5$, yea and take her$6$
002:01;024[L  ]| downe too, a button-hole lower.
002:01,024[E  ]| Peace Firke, not I Hodge, by$4$ the life of Pharao, by$4$ the
002:01,024[E  ]| Lord of Ludgate, by$4$ this beard, euery haire whereof I ualew at a
002:01,024[E  ]| kings ransome, she shall not meddle with you, peace you
002:01,024[E  ]| bumbast-cotten-candle Queane, away queene of Clubs, quarrel
002:01,024[E  ]| not with me and my men, with me and my fine Firke, I will firke
002:01,024[E  ]| you if you do.
002:01,024[P  ]| Yea, yea man, you may use me as you please: but let
002:01,024[P  ]| that$6@2$ passe.
002:01,024[E  ]| Let it$6@2$ passe, let it$6@2$ uanish away: peace, am I not Simon
002:01,024[E  ]| Eyre? are not these my braue men? braue shoomakers, all gentlemen
002:01,024[E  ]| of the gentle craft? prince am I none, yet am I noblie
002:01,024[E  ]| borne, as beeing the sole sonne of a Shoomaker, away rubbish,
002:01,024[E  ]| uanish, melt, melt like$4$ kitchinstuffe.
002:01,024[P  ]| Yea, yea, it$6@1$ is well, I must be cald rubbish, kitchinstuffe,
002:01,024[P  ]| for$4$ a sort of knaues.
002:01,024[L  ]| Nay dame, you shall not weepe and waile in$4$ woe for$4$ me:
002:01,024[L  ]| master I will stay no$2$ longer, here is a uennentorie of my shop tooles:
002:01,024[L  ]| adue master, Hodge farewel.
002:01,024[K  ]| Nay stay Firke, thou shalt not go alone.
002:01,024[P  ]| I pray let them go, there be mo maides then mawkin,
002:01,024[P  ]| more men then Hodge, and more fooles then Firke.
002:01,024[L  ]| Fooles? nailes if I tarry now, I would my guts might be
002:01,024[L  ]| turnd to$4$ shoo-thread.
002:01,024[K  ]| And if I stay, I pray God I may be turnd to$4$ a Turke,
002:01,024[K  ]| and set in$4$ Finsbury for$4$ boyes to$9$ shoot at: come Firk.
002:01,024[E  ]| Stay my fine knaues, you armes of my trade, you pillars of
002:01,024[E  ]| my profession. What, shall a tittle tattles words make you forsake
002:01,024[E  ]| Simon Eyre? auaunt kitchinstuffe, rip you brown bread tannikin,
002:01,024[E  ]| out of my sight, moue me not, have not I tane you from selling
002:01,024[E  ]| tripes in$4$ Eastcheape, and set you in$4$ my shop, and made you haile
002:01,025[E  ]| fellowe with Simon Eyre the shoomaker? and now do you deale
002:01,025[E  ]| thus with my Iourneymen? Looke you powder beefe queane on$4$
002:01,025[E  ]| the face of Hodge, here is a face for$4$ a Lord.
002:01;025[L  ]| And here is a face for$4$ any Lady in$4$ Christendome.
002:01;025[E V]| Rip you chittering, auaunt boy, bid the tapster of the
002:01;025[E  ]| Bores head fil me a dozen Cannes of beere for$4$ my iourneymen.
002:01;025[L P]| A doozen Cans? O braue, Hodge now I will stay.
002:01;025[E P]| And the knaue fils any more then two, he payes for$4$
002:01;025[E  ]| them: a dozen Cans of beere for$4$ my iourneymen,
002:01;025[E P]| heare you mad Mesopotamians, wash your liuers with this
002:01;025[E  ]| liquor, where be the odde ten? no$2$ more Madge, no$2$ more, well
002:01;025[E  ]| saide, drinke and to$4$ work: what worke dost thou Hodge? what
002:01;025[E  ]| work?
002:01;025[K  ]| I am a making a paire of shooes for$4$ my Lord Maiors
002:01;025[K  ]| daughter, mistresse Rose.
002:01;025[L  ]| And I a paire of shooes for$4$ Sybill my Lords maid, I deale
002:01;025[L  ]| with her$6$.
002:01;025[E  ]| Sybil? fie, defile not thy fine workemanly fingers with the
002:01;025[E  ]| feete of Kitchinstuffe, and basting ladles, Ladies of the Court,
002:01;025[E  ]| fine Ladies, my lads, commit their feete to$4$ our$6@2$ apparelling, put
002:01;025[E  ]| grosse worke to$4$ Hans: yarke and seame, yarke and seame.
002:01;025[L  ]| For$4$ yarking and seaming let me alone, if I come to$4$ it$6@2$.
002:01;025[K  ]| Well maister, all this is from the bias, do you remember
002:01;025[K  ]| the ship my fellow Hans told you of, the Skipper and he are
002:01;025[K  ]| both drinking at the swan? here be the Portigues to$9$ give earnest,
002:01;025[K  ]| if you go through with it$6@2$, you can not choose but be a Lord at
002:01;025[K  ]| least.
002:01;025[L  ]| Nay dame, if my master proue not a Lord, and you a Ladie,
002:01;025[L  ]| hang me.
002:01;025[P  ]| Yea like$5$ inough, if you may loiter and tipple thus.
002:01;025[L  ]| Tipple dame? no$7$, we$6@2$ have beene bargaining with Skellum
002:01;025[L  ]| Skanderbag: can you Dutch spreaken for$4$ a ship of silke Cipresse,
002:01;026[L  ]| laden with sugar Candie.
002:01;026['  ]| \Enter the boy with a ueluet coate, and an Aldermans gowne.\
002:01;026['  ]| \Ayre puts it$6@2$ on$5$.\
002:01,026[E P]| Peace Firk, silence tittle tattle: Hodge, I will go through with
002:01,026[E  ]| it$6@2$, here is a seale ring, and I have sent for$4$ a garded gown, and a
002:01,026[E  ]| damask Casock, see where it$6@1$ comes, looke here Maggy, help me
002:01,026[E  ]| Firk, apparrel me Hodge, silke and satten you mad Philistines,
002:01,026[E  ]| silke and satten.
002:01,026[L P]| Ha, ha, my maister will$1$ be as proud as a dogge in$4$ a dublet,
002:01,026[L  ]| all in$4$ beaten damaske and ueluet.
002:01,026[E  ]| Softly Firke, for$4$ rearing of the pan, and wearing thread-bare
002:01,026[E  ]| my garments: how dost thou like$1$ me Firke? how do I
002:01,026[E  ]| looke, my fine Hodge?
002:01,026[K  ]| Why now you looke like$4$ your*self master, I warrant you,
002:01,026[K  ]| there is few in$4$ the city, but will$1$ give you the wal, and come upon$4$
002:01,026[K  ]| you with the right worshipful.
002:01,026[L  ]| Nailes my master lookes like$4$ a thred-bare cloake new
002:01,026[L  ]| turn'd, and drest: Lord, Lord, to$9$ see what good raiment doth?
002:01,026[L  ]| dame, dame, are you not enamoured?
002:01,026[E  ]| How saist thou Maggy, am I not brisk? am I not fine?
002:01,026[P  ]| Fine? by$4$ my troth sweet hart uery fine: by$4$ my troth
002:01,026[P  ]| I neuer likte thee so$5@1$ well in$4$ my life sweete heart. But let that$6@2$
002:01,026[P  ]| passe, I warrant there by$4$ many women in$4$ the citie have not such
002:01,026[P  ]| handsome husbands but only for$4$ their apparell, but let that$6@2$ passe
002:01,026[P  ]| too.
002:01,026['  ]| \Enter Hans and Skipper.\
002:01,026[F P]| Godden day mester, dis be de skipper dat heb de skip uan
002:01,026[F  ]| marchandice, de commodity ben good, nempt it$6@2$ master, nempt it$6@2$.
002:01,026[E  ]| Godamercy Hans, welcome skipper, where lies this ship of
002:01,026[E  ]| marchandice?
002:01,026[W  ]| De skip ben in$4$ reuere: dor be uan Sugar, Cyuet,
002:01,026[W  ]| Almonds, Cambricke, and a towsand towsand tings, gotz
002:01,026[W  ]| sacrament, nempt it$6@2$ mester, you sal heb good copen.
002:01;027[L  ]| To$4$ him maister, O sweete maister, O sweet wares, prunes,
002:01;027[L  ]| almons, suger-candy, carrat roots, turnups, O braue fatting
002:01;027[L  ]| meate, let not a man buye a nutmeg but your*selfe.
002:01;027[E  ]| Peace Firke, come Skipper, I will go aboarde with you, Hans
002:01;027[E  ]| have you made him drinke?
002:01;027[W  ]| Yaw, yaw, ic heb ueale ge drunck.
002:01;027[E  ]| Come Hans follow me: Skipper, thou shalt have my
002:01;027[E  ]| countenance in$4$ the Cittie.
002:01;027['  ]| \exeunt\.
002:01;027[L P]| Yaw heb ueale ge drunck, quoth a: they may well be
002:01;027[L  ]| called butter-boxes, when they drinke fat ueale, and thick beare
002:01;027[L  ]| too: but come dame, I hope you will chide us$6@2$ no$2$ more.
002:01;027[P  ]| No$2$ faith Firke, no$2$ perdy Hodge, I do feele honour
002:01;027[P  ]| creepe upon$4$ me, and which$6@1$ is more, a certaine rising in$4$ my flesh,
002:01;027[P  ]| but let that$6@2$ passe.
002:01;027[L  ]| Rising in$4$ your flesh do you feele say you? I you may be
002:01;027[L  ]| with childe, but why should not my maister feele a rising in$4$ his
002:01;027[L  ]| flesh, hauing a gowne and a gold ring on$5$, but you are such a
002:01;027[L  ]| shrew, you will soone pull him downe.
002:01;027[P  ]| Ha, ha, prethee peace, thou mak'st my worshippe
002:01;027[P  ]| laugh, but let that$6@2$ passe: come I will go in$5$, Hodge prethee go
002:01;027[P  ]| before me, Firke follow me.
002:01;027[L  ]| Firke doth follow, Hodge passe out in$4$ state.
002:01;027['  ]| \exeunt\.
002:01;027['  ]| \Enter Lincolne and Dodger.\
002:01;027[B P]| How now good Dodger, what is the newes in$4$ France?
002:01;027[O V]| My Lord, upon$4$ the eighteene day of May,
002:01;027[O  ]| The French and English were preparde to$9$ fight,
002:01;027[O  ]| Each side with eager furie gaue the signe
002:01;027[O  ]| Of a most hot encounter, fiue long howres
002:01;027[O  ]| Both armies fought together: at the length,
002:01;027[O  ]| The lot of uictorie fel on$4$ our$6@2$ sides,
002:01;027[O  ]| Twelue thousand of the Frenchmen that$6@2$ day dide,
002:01;027[O  ]| Foure thousand English, and no$2$ man of name,
002:01;027[O  ]| But Captaine Hyam, and yong Ardington,
002:01;028[B  ]| Two gallant Gentlemen, I knew them well.
002:01;028[B  ]| But Dodger, prethee tell me in$4$ this fight,
002:01;028[B  ]| How did my cozen Lacie beare himselfe?
002:01;028[O P]| My Lord, your cosen Lacie was not there.
002:01;028[B  ]| Not there?
002:01;028[O  ]| No$7$, my good Lord.
002:01;028[B V]| Sure thou mistakest,
002:01;028[B  ]| I saw him shipt, and a thousand eies beside
002:01;028[B  ]| Were witnesses of the farewels which$6@1$ he gaue,
002:01;028[B  ]| When I with weeping eies bid him adew:
002:01;028[B  ]| Dodger take heede.
002:01;028[O  ]| My Lord I am aduis'd,
002:01;028[O  ]| That$3$ what I spake is true: to$9$ proue it$6@2$ so$5@2$,
002:01;028[O  ]| His cosen Askew that$6@1$ supplide his place,
002:01;028[O  ]| Sent me for$4$ him from France, that$3$ secretly
002:01;028[O  ]| He might conuey himselfe hither.
002:01;028[B  ]| Is it$6@1$ euen so$5@2$.
002:01;028[B  ]| Dares he so$5@1$ carelessely uenture his life,
002:01;028[B  ]| Upon$4$ the indignation of a King?
002:01;028[B  ]| Hath he despis'd my loue, and spurn'd those fauours,
002:01;028[B  ]| Which$6@1$ I with prodigall hand powr'd on$4$ his head?
002:01;028[B  ]| He shall repent his rashnes with his soule,
002:01;028[B  ]| Since of my loue he makes no$2$ estimate,
002:01;028[B  ]| I will make him wish he had not knowne my hate,
002:01;028[B  ]| Thou hast no$2$ other newes?
002:01;028[O  ]| None else, my Lord.
002:01;028[B  ]| None worse I know thou hast: procure the king
002:01;028[B  ]| To$9$ crowne his giddie browes with ample honors,
002:01;028[B  ]| Send him cheefe Colonell, and all my hope
002:01;028[B  ]| Thus to$9$ be dasht? but it$6@1$ is in$4$ uaine to$9$ grieue,
002:01;028[B  ]| One euill cannot a worse releeue:
002:01;028[B  ]| Upon$4$ my life I have found out his plot,
002:01;028[B  ]| That$6@2$ old dog Loue that$6@1$ fawnd upon$4$ him so$5@2$,
002:01;028[B  ]| Loue to$4$ that$6@2$ puling girle, his faire cheek't Rose
002:01;029[B  ]| The Lord Maiors daughter hath distracted him,
002:01;029[B  ]| And in$4$ the fire of that$6@2$ loues lunacie,
002:01;029[B  ]| Hath he burnt up$5$ himselfe, consum'd his credite,
002:01;029[B  ]| Lost the kings loue, yea and I feare, his life,
002:01;029[B  ]| Onely to$9$ get a wanton to$4$ his wife:
002:01;029[B  ]| Dodger, it$6@1$ is so$5@2$.
002:01;029[O  ]| I feare so$5@2$, my good Lord.
002:01;029[B  ]| It$6@1$ is so$5@2$, nay sure it$6@1$ cannot be,
002:01;029[B  ]| I am at my wits end. Dodger,
002:01;029[O  ]| Yea my Lord.
002:01;029[B  ]| Thou art acquainted with my Nephewes haunts,
002:01;029[B  ]| Spend this gold for$4$ thy paines, go seeke him out,
002:01;029[B  ]| Watch at my Lord Maiors (there if he liue)
002:01;029[B  ]| Dodger, thou shalt be sure to$9$ meete with him:
002:01;029[B  ]| Prethee be diligent. Lacie thy name
002:01;029[B  ]| Liu'd once in$4$ honour, now dead in$4$ shame:
002:01;029[B  ]| Be circumspect.
002:01;029['  ]| \exit\.
002:01;029[O P]| I warrant you my Lord.
002:01;029['  ]| \exit\.
003:01;000@@@@@|
003:01;029['  ]| \Enter Lord Maior, and master Scotte.\
003:01;029[D V]| Good maister Scot, I have beene bolde with you,
003:01;029[D  ]| To$9$ be a witnesse to$4$ a wedding knot,
003:01;029[D  ]| Betwixt yong maister Hammon and my daughter,
003:01;029[D  ]| O stand aside, see where the louers come.
003:01;029['  ]| \Enter Hammon, and Rose.\
003:01;029[Q V]| Can it$6@1$ be possible you loue me so$5@2$?
003:01;029[Q  ]| No$7$, no$7$, within those eie-bals I espie,
003:01;029[Q  ]| Apparant likelihoods of flattery,
003:01;029[Q  ]| Pray now let go my hand.
003:01;029[H  ]| Sweete mistris Rose,
003:01;029[H  ]| Misconstrue not my words, nor misconceiue
003:01;029[H  ]| Of my affection, whose deuoted soule
003:01;029[H  ]| Sweares that$3$ I loue thee dearer then my heart.
003:01;029[Q  ]| As deare as your owne heart? I iudge it$6@2$ right.
003:01;030[Q  ]| Men loue their hearts best when they are out of sight.
003:01;030[H  ]| I loue you, by$4$ this hand.
003:01;030[Q  ]| Yet hands off now:
003:01;030[Q  ]| If flesh be fraile, how weake and frail is your uowe?
003:01;030[H  ]| Then by$4$ my life I sweare.
003:01;030[Q  ]| Then do not brawle,
003:01;030[Q  ]| One quarrell looseth wife and life and all,
003:01;030[Q  ]| Is not your meaning thus?
003:01;030[H  ]| In*faith you iest.
003:01;030[Q  ]| Loue loues to$9$ sport, therfore leaue loue you are best.
003:01;030[D  ]| What? square they maister Scot?
003:01;030[J  ]| Sir, neuer doubt,
003:01;030[J  ]| Louers are quickly in$5$, and quickly out.
003:01;030[H  ]| Sweet Rose, be not so$5@1$ strange in$4$ fansying me,
003:01;030[H  ]| Nay neuer turne aside, shunne not my sight,
003:01;030[H  ]| I am not growne so$5@1$ fond, to$9$ fond my loue
003:01;030[H  ]| On$4$ any that$6@1$ shall quit it$6@2$ with disdaine,
003:01;030[H  ]| If you will$1$ loue me, so$5@2$, if not, farewell.
003:01;030[D P]| Why how now louers, are you both agreede?
003:01;030[H  ]| Yes faith my Lord.
003:01;030[D  ]| It$6@1$ is well, give me your hand, give me yours
003:01;030[D  ]| daughter.
003:01;030[D  ]| How now, both pull backe, what meanes this, girle?
003:01;030[Q  ]| I meane to$9$ liue a maide.
003:01;030[H P]| But not to$9$ die one, pawse ever that$6@2$ be said.
003:01;030['  ]| aside.
003:01;030[D  ]| Will$1$ you stil crosse me? still be obstinate?
003:01;030[H V]| Nay chide her$6$ not my Lord for$4$ doing well,
003:01;030[H  ]| If she can liue an happie uirgins life,
003:01;030[H  ]| It$6@1$ is farre more blessed then to$9$ be a wife.
003:01;030[Q  ]| Say sir I cannot, I have made a uow,
003:01;030[Q  ]| Who$6@1$ euer be my husband, it$6@1$ is not you.
003:01;030[D  ]| Your tongue is quicke, but M. Hamond
003:01;030[D  ]| know,
003:01;030[D  ]| I bade you welcome to$4$ another end.
003:01;030[H  ]| What, would you have me pule, and pine, and pray,
003:01;031[H  ]| With louely ladie mistris of my heart,
003:01;031[H  ]| Pardon your seruant, and the rimer play,
003:01;031[H  ]| Rayling on$4$ Cupid, and his tyrants dart,
003:01;031[H  ]| Or shall I undertake some martiall spoile,
003:01;031[H  ]| Wearing your gloue at turney, and at tilt,
003:01;031[H  ]| And tell how many gallants I unhorst,
003:01;031[H  ]| Sweete, will$1$ this pleasure you?
003:01;031[Q  ]| Yea, when wilt begin?
003:01;031[Q  ]| What, louerimes man? fie on$4$ that$6@2$ deadly sinne.
003:01;031[D  ]| If you will$1$ have her$6$, I will make her$6$ agree.
003:01;031[H  ]| Enforced loue is worse then hate to$4$ me,
003:01;031[H  ]| There is a wench keepes shop in$4$ the old change,
003:01;031[H  ]| To$4$ her$6$ will$1$ I, it$6@1$ is not wealth I seeke,
003:01;031[H  ]| I have enough, and will$1$ preferre her$2$ loue
003:01;031[H  ]| Before the world: my good Lord Maior adew,
003:01;031[H  ]| Olde loue for$4$ me, I have no$2$ lucke with new.
003:01;031['  ]| \Exit\. 
003:01;031[D V]| Now mammet you have well behau'd your*selfe,
003:01;031[D  ]| But you shall curse your coynes if I liue,
003:01;031[D  ]| Who$6@2$ is within there? see you conuay your mistris
003:01;031[D  ]| Straight to$4$ the old Forde, I will keepe you straight enough,
003:01;031[D  ]| Fore God I would have sworne the puling girle,
003:01;031[D  ]| Would willingly accepted Hammon's loue,
003:01;031[D  ]| But banish him my thoughts, go minion in$5$,
003:01;031['  ]| \exit Rose.\ 
003:01;031[D V]| Now tell me master Scot would you have thought,
003:01;031[D  ]| That$3$ master Simon Eyre the Shoomaker,
003:01;031[D  ]| Had beene of wealth to$9$ buy such marchandize?
003:01;031[i  ]| It$6@1$ was well my Lord, your honour, and my*selfe,
003:01;031[i  ]| Grew partners with him for$3$ your bils of lading
003:01;031[i  ]| Shew that$3$ Eyres gaines in$4$ one commoditie,
003:01;031[i  ]| Rise at the least to$4$ ful three thousand pound,
003:01;031[i  ]| Besides like$2$ gaine in$4$ other marchandize.
003:01;031[D  ]| Well he shall send some of his thousands now
003:01;032[D  ]| For$3$ I have sent for$4$ him to$4$ the Guild Hal,
003:01;032['  ]| \enter Eyre.\
003:01;032[D P]| See where he comes: good morrow master Eyre.
003:01;032[E  ]| Poore Simon Eyre, my Lord, your shoomaker.
003:01;032[D V]| Well well, it$6@1$ likes your*selfe to$9$ terme you so$5@2$,
003:01;032[D  ]| Now M. Dodger, what is the news with you?
003:01;032['  ]| \Enter Dodger.\
003:01;032[O P]| I would gladly speake in$4$ priuate to$4$ your honour.
003:01;032[D V]| You shall, you shall: master Eyre, and M.
003:01;032[D  ]| Scot,
003:01;032[D  ]| I have some businesse with this gentleman,
003:01;032[D  ]| I pray let me intreate you to$9$ walke before
003:01;032[D  ]| To$4$ the Guild Hal, I will follow presently,
003:01;032[D  ]| Master Eyre, I hope ere noone to$9$ call you Shiriffe.
003:01;032[E  ]| I would not care (my Lord) if you might cal me king of
003:01;032[E  ]| Spaine, come master Scot.                              
003:01;032[D V]| Now maister Dodger, what is the newes you
003:01;032[D  ]| bring?
003:01;032[O  ]| The Earle of Lincolne by$4$ me greets your lordship
003:01;032[O  ]| And earnestly requests you (if you can)
003:01;032[O  ]| Informe him where his Nephew Lacie keepes.
003:01;032[D  ]| Is not his Nephew Lacie now in$4$ France?
003:01;032[O  ]| No$7$ I assure your lordship, but disguisde
003:01;032[O  ]| Lurkes here in$4$ London.
003:01;032[D  ]| London? is it$6@1$ euen so$5@2$?
003:01;032[D  ]| It$6@1$ may be, but upon$4$ my faith and soule,
003:01;032[D  ]| I know not where he liues, or whether he liues,
003:01;032[D  ]| So$5@2$ tell my Lord of Lincolne, lurch in$4$ London?
003:01;032[D  ]| Well master Dodger, you perhaps may start him,
003:01;032[D  ]| Be but the meanes to$9$ rid him into France,
003:01;032[D  ]| I will give you a dozen angels for$4$ your paines,
003:01;032[D  ]| So$5@1$ much I loue his honour, hate his Nephew,
003:01;032[D  ]| And prethee so$5@2$ informe thy lord from me.
003:01;023[O  ]| I take my leaue.
003:01;032['  ]| \exit Dodger.\
003:01;032[D V]| Farewell good master Dodger.
003:01;033[D  ]| Lacie in$4$ London? I dare pawne my life,
003:01;033[D  ]| My daughter knowes thereof, and for$4$ that$6@2$ cause,
003:01;033[D  ]| Denide yong maister Hammon in$4$ his loue,
003:01;033[D  ]| Well I am glad I sent her$6$ to$4$ old Forde,
003:01;033[D  ]| Gods lord it$6@1$ is late, to$4$ Guild Hall I must hie,
003:01;033[D  ]| I know my brethren stay my companie. 
003:01;033['  ]| \exit\.
003:01;033['  ]| \Enter Firke, Eyres wife,  Hans, and Roger.\
003:01;033[P P]| Thou goest too fast for$4$ me Roger. 
003:01;033[L  ]| Aye forsooth.
003:01;033[P  ]| I pray thee runne (do you heare) runne to$4$ Guild Hall,
003:01;033[P  ]| and learne if my husband master Eyre will$1$ take that$6@2$ worshipfull
003:01;033[P  ]| uocation of M. Shiriffe upon$4$ him, hie thee good
003:01;033[P  ]| Firke.
003:01;033[L  ]| Take it$6@2$? well I go, if he should not take it$6@2$, Firk
003:01;033[L  ]| sweares to$9$ forsweare him, yes forsooth I go to$4$ Guild Hall.
003:01;033[P  ]| Nay when? thou art too compendious, and tedious.
003:01;033[L  ]| O rare, your excellence is full of eloquence,  how
003:01;033[L  ]| like$4$ a new cart wheele my dame speakes, and she lookes like$4$ an
003:01;033[L  ]| old musty ale-bottle going to$4$ scalding.
003:01;033[P  ]| Nay when? thou wilt make me melancholy.
003:01;033[L  ]| God forbid your worship should fall into that$6@2$ humour, I
003:01;033[L  ]| runne.
003:01;033['  ]| \exit\.
003:01;033[P P]| Let me see now Roger and Hans.
003:01;033[K  ]| Aye forsooth dame (mistris I should say) but the old terme
003:01;033[K  ]| so$5@1$ stickes to$4$ the roofe of my mouth, I can hardly lick it$6@2$ off.
003:01;033[P  ]| Euen what thou wilt good Roger, dame is a faire
003:01;033[P  ]| name for$4$ any honest christian, but let that$6@2$ passe, how dost thou
003:01;033[P  ]| Hans?
003:01;033[F  ]| Me tanck you uro.
003:01;033[P  ]| Well Hans and Roger you see God hath blest your
003:01;033[P  ]| master, and perdie if euer he comes to$9$ be M. Shiriffe of
003:01;033[P  ]| London (as we$6@2$ are all mortal) you shall see I will$1$ have some odde
003:01;033[P  ]| thing or other in$4$ a corner for$4$ you: I will$1$ not be your backe
003:01;034[P  ]| friend, but let that$6@2$ passe, Hans pray thee tie my shooe.
003:01;034[F  ]| Yaw ic sal uro.
003:01;034[P  ]| Roger, thou knowst the length of my foote, as it$6@1$ is
003:01;034[P  ]| none of the biggest, so$3$ I thanke God it$6@1$ is handsome enough,
003:01;034[P  ]| prethee let me have a paire of shooes made, corke good Roger,
003:01;034[P  ]| woodden heele too.
003:01;034[K  ]| You shall.
003:01;034[P  ]| Art thou acquainted with neuer a fardingale-maker,
003:01;034[P  ]| nor a French-hoode maker, I must enlarge my bumme, ha ha,
003:01;034[P  ]| how shall I looke in$4$ a hoode I wonder? perdie odly I think.
003:01;034[K P]| As a catte of a pillorie, uerie well I 
003:01;034[K  ]| warrant you mistresse.
003:01;034[P  ]| Indeed all flesh is grasse, and Roger, canst thou tell
003:01;034[P  ]| where I may buye a good haire?
003:01;034[K  ]| Yes forsooth, at the poulterers in$4$ Gracious street.
003:01;034[P  ]| Thou art an ungratious wag, perdy, I meane a false
003:01;034[P  ]| haire for$4$ my periwig.
003:01;034[K  ]| Why mistris, the next time I cut my beard, you shall
003:01;034[K  ]| have the shauings of it$6@2$, but they are all true haires.
003:01;034[P  ]| It$6@1$ is uerie hot, I must get me a fan or else a maske.
003:01;034[K  ]| So$3$ you had neede, to$9$ hide your wicked face.
003:01;034[P  ]| Fie upon$4$ it$6@2$, how costly this world's calling is, perdy,
003:01;034[P  ]| but that$6@2$ it$6@1$ is one of the wonderfull works of God, I would not
003:01;034[P  ]| deale with it$6@2$: is not Firke come yet? Hans, be not so$5@1$ sad, let it$6@1$
003:01;034[P  ]| passe and uanish, as my husbands worshippe saies.
003:01;034[F  ]| Ick bin urolicke, lot see yow soo.
003:01;034[K  ]| Mistris, will$1$ you drinke a pipe of Tobacco?
003:01;034[P  ]| O fie upon$4$ it$6@2$ Roger, perdy, these filthie Tobacco
003:01;034[P  ]| pipes are the most idle slauering bables that$6@1$ euer I felt: out upon$4$
003:01;034[P  ]| it$6@2$, God blesse us$6@2$, men looke not like$4$ men that$6@1$ use them.
003:01;035['  ]| \Enter Rafe being lame.\
003:01;035[K P]| What fellow Rafe? Mistres looke here, Ianes husband:
003:01;035[K  ]| why how, lame? Hans make much of him, he is a brother of
003:01;035[K  ]| our$6@2$ trade, a good workeman, and a tall souldier.
003:01;035[F  ]| You be welcome broder.
003:01;035[P  ]| Pardie I knew him not, how dost thou good Rafe?
003:01;035[P  ]| I am glad to$9$ see thee well.
003:01;035[M  ]| I would God you saw me dame as well,
003:01;035[M  ]| As when I went from London into France.
003:01;035[P  ]| Trust me I am sorie Rafe to$9$ see thee impotent, Lord
003:01;035[P  ]| how the warres have made him Sunburnt: the left leg is not well:
003:01;035[P  ]| it$6@1$ was a faire gift of God the infirmitie tooke not hold a little
003:01;035[P  ]| higher, considering thou camest from France: but let that$6@2$ passe.
003:01;035[M V]| I am glad to$9$ see you well, and I reioyce
003:01;035[M  ]| To$9$ heare that$3$ God hath blest my master so$5@2$
003:01;035[M  ]| Since my departure.
003:01;035[P  ]| Yea truly Rafe, I thanke my maker: but let that$6@2$
003:01;035[P  ]| passe.
003:01;035[K  ]| And sirra Rafe, what newes, what newes in$4$ France?
003:01;035[M  ]| Tell me good Roger first, what newes in$4$ England?
003:01;035[M  ]| How does my Iane? when didst thou see my wife?
003:01;035[M  ]| Where liues my poore heart? she will be poore indeed
003:01;035[M  ]| Now I want limbs to$9$ get whereon to$9$ feed.
003:01;035[K P]| Limbs? hast thou not hands man? thou shalt neuer see
003:01;035[K  ]| a shoomaker want bread, though he have but three fingers on$4$ a
003:01;035[K  ]| hand.
003:01;035[M  ]| Yet all this while I heare not of my Iane.
003:01;035[P  ]| O Rafe your wife, perdie we$6@2$ knowe not what is become
003:01;035[P  ]| of her$6$: she was here a while, and because she was married grewe
003:01;035[P  ]| more stately then became her$6$, I checkt her$6$, and so$5@2$ forth, away she
003:01;035[P  ]| flung, neuer returned, nor saide bih nor bah: and Rafe you knowe
003:01;036[P  ]| ka me, ka thee. And so$5@2$ as I tell ye. Roger is not Firke come yet?
003:01;036[K  ]| No$7$ forsooth.
003:01;036[P  ]| And so$3$ indeed we$6@2$ heard not of her$6$, but I heare she
003:01;036[P  ]| liues in$4$ London: but let that$6@2$ passe. If she had wanted, she might
003:01;036[P  ]| have opened her$2$ case to$4$ me or my husband, or to$4$ any of my men,
003:01;036[P  ]| I am sure there is not any of them perdie, but would have done
003:01;036[P  ]| her$6$ good to$4$ his power. Hans looke if Firke be come.
003:01;036['  ]| \Exit Hans.\
003:01;036[F  ]| Yaw ic sal uro.
003:01;036[P P]| And so$5@2$ as I saide: but Rafe, why dost thou weepe?
003:01;036[P  ]| thou knowest that$3$ naked we$6@2$ came out of our$6@2$ mothers wombe,
003:01;036[P  ]| and naked we$6@2$ must returne, and therefore thanke God for$4$ all
003:01;036[P  ]| things.
003:01;036[K  ]| No$7$ faith Iane is a straunger here, but Rafe pull up$5$ a good
003:01;036[K  ]| heart, I knowe thou hast one, thy wife man, is in$4$ London, one
003:01;036[K  ]| tolde me he sawe her$6$ a while agoe uerie braue and neate,
003:01;036[K  ]| we$6@2$ will ferret her$6$ out, if London holde her$6$.
003:01;036[P  ]| Alas poore soule, he is ouercome with sorrowe, he
003:01;036[P  ]| does but as I do, weepe for$4$ the losse of any good thing: but
003:01;036[P  ]| Rafe, get thee in$5$, call for$4$ some meate and drinke, thou shalt find
003:01;036[P  ]| me worshipful towards thee.
003:01;036[M  ]| I thanke you dame, since I want lims and lands,
003:01;036[M  ]| I will to$4$ God, my good friends, and to$4$ these my hands.
003:01;036['  ]| \exit\.
003:01;036['  ]| \Enter Hans, and Firke running.\
003:01;036[L P]| Runne good Hans, O Hodge, O mistres, Hodge heaue up$5$
003:01;036[L  ]| thine eares, mistresse smugge up$5$ your lookes, on$5$ with your best
003:01;037[L  ]| apparell, my maister is chosen, my master is called, nay condemn'd
003:01;037[L  ]| by$4$ the crie of the countrie to$9$ be shiriffe of the Citie, for$4$ this
003:01;037[L  ]| famous yeare now to$9$ to come: and time now being, a great many
003:01;037[L  ]| men in$4$ blacke gownes were askt for$4$ their uoyces, and their
003:01;037[L  ]| hands, and my master had all their fists about his eares presently,
003:01;037[L  ]| and they cried aye, aye, aye, aye, and so$3$ I came away,
003:01;037[L  ]| Wherefore without all other grieue,
003:01;037[L  ]| I do salute you mistresse shrieue.
003:01;037[F  ]| Yaw, my mester is de groot man, de shrieue.
003:01;037[K  ]| Did not I tell you mistris? now I may boldly say, good
003:01;037[K  ]| morrow to$4$ your worship.
003:01;037[P  ]| Good morrow good Roger, I thanke you my good
003:01;037[P  ]| people all. Firke, hold up$5$ thy hand, here is a three-peny peece
003:01;037[P  ]| for$4$ thy tidings.
003:01;037[L P]| It$6@1$ is but three half pence, I think: yes, it$6@1$ is three  
003:01;037[L  ]| pence, I smel the Rose.
003:01;037[K  ]| But mistresse, be rulde by$4$ me, and do not speake so$5@1$
003:01;037[K  ]| pulingly.
003:01;037[L  ]| It$6@1$ is her$2$ worship speakes so$5@2$, and not she, no$7$ faith mistresse,
003:01;037[L  ]| speake me in$4$ the olde key, to$4$ it$6@2$ Firke, there good Firke, plie
003:01;037[L  ]| your businesse Hodge, Hodge, with a full mouth: I will fill your
003:01;037[L  ]| bellies with good cheare til they crie twang.
003:01;037['  ]| \Enter Simon Eire wearing a gold chaine.\
003:01;037[F P]| See mine lieuer broder, heer compt my meester.
003:01;037[P  ]| Welcome home maister shrieue, I pray God continue
003:01;037[P  ]| you in$4$ health and wealth.
003:01;037[E  ]| See here my Maggy, a chaine, a gold chaine for$4$ Simon
003:01;037[E  ]| Eyre, I shall make thee a Lady, here is a French hood for$4$ thee,
003:01;037[E  ]| on$5$ with it$6@2$, on$5$ with it$6@2$, dresse thy browes with this flap of a
003:01;037[E  ]| shoulder of mutton, to$9$ make thee looke louely: where be my fine
003:01;037[E  ]| men? Roger, I will make ouer my shop and tooles to$4$ thee: Firke,
003:01;037[E  ]| thou shalt be the foreman: Hans, thou shalt have an hundred for$4$
003:01;038[E  ]| twentie, be as mad knaues as your maister Sim Eyre hath bin,
003:01;038[E  ]| and you shall liue to$9$ be Sheriues of London: how dost thou like$1$
003:01;038[E  ]| me Margerie? Prince am I none, yet am I princely borne,
003:01;038[E  ]| Firke, Hodge, and Hans.
003:01;038[X  ]| Aye forsooth, what saies your worship mistris Sherife?
003:01;038[E  ]| Worship and honour you Babilonion knaues, for$4$ the Gentle
003:01;038[E  ]| Craft: but I forget my*selfe, I am bidden by$4$ my Lord Maior to$9$
003:01;038[E  ]| dinner to$4$ old Ford, he is gone before, I must after: come Madge,
003:01;038[E  ]| on$5$ with your trinkets: now my true Troians, my fine Firke, my
003:01;038[E  ]| dapper Hodge, my honest Hans, some deuice, some odde
003:01;038[E  ]| crochets, some morris, or such like$0$, for$4$ the honour of the gentle
003:01;038[E  ]| shooemakers, meete me at old Foord, you know my minde:
003:01;038[E  ]| Come Madge, away,
003:01;038[E  ]| shutte up$5$ the shop knaues, and make holiday.
003:01;038[L  ]| O rare, O braue, come Hodge, follow me Hans,
003:01;038[L  ]| We$6@2$ will be with them for$4$ a morris daunce.
003:01;038['  ]| \exeunt.\
003:01;038['  ]| \Enter\ Lord Maior, Eyre, his wife, Sibill in$4$ a French hood,\
003:01;038['  ]| \and other seruants.\
003:01;038[D P]| Trust me you are as welcome to$4$ old Foord,
003:01;038[D  ]| As I my*selfe.
003:01;038[P  ]| Truely I thanke your Lordship.
003:01;038[D  ]| Would our$6@2$ bad cheere were worth the thanks
003:01;038[D  ]| you give.
003:01;038[L  ]| Good cheere my Lord Maior, fine cheere, a fine house,
003:01;038[L  ]| fine walles, all fine and neat.
003:01;038[D V]| Now by$4$ my troth I will tell thee maister Eyre,
003:01;038[D  ]| It$6@1$ does me good and all my bretheren,
003:01;038[D  ]| That$3$ such a madcap fellow as thy*selfe
003:01;038[D  ]| Is entred into our$6@2$ societie.
003:01;038[P P]| Aye but my Lord, he must learne now to$9$ putte on$5$
003:01;038[P  ]| grauitie.
003:01;038[E  ]| Peace Maggy, a fig for$4$ grauitie, when I go to$4$ Guildhal in$4$
003:01;038[E  ]| my scarlet gowne, I will look as demurely as a saint, and speake as
003:01;039[E  ]| grauely as a Iustice of peace, but now I am here at old Foord, at
003:01;039[E  ]| my good Lord Maiors house, let it$6@2$ go by$5$, uanish Maggy, I will be
003:01;039[E  ]| merrie, away with flip flap, these fooleries, these gulleries: what
003:01;039[E  ]| hunnie? prince am I none, yet am I princly borne: what sayes my
003:01;039[E  ]| Lord Maior?
003:01;039[D  ]| Ha, ha, ha, I had rather then a thousand pound,
003:01;039[D  ]| I had an heart but halfe so$5@1$ light as yours.
003:01;039[E  ]| Why what should I do my Lord? a pound of care paies not
003:01;039[E  ]| a dram of debt: hum, let us$6@2$ be merry whiles we$6@2$ are yong, olde age,
003:01;039[E  ]| sacke and sugar will$1$ steale upon$4$ us$6@2$ ere we$6@2$ be aware.
003:01;039[D  ]| It$6@1$ is well done: mistris Eyre, pray give good
003:01;039[D  ]| counsell to$4$ my daughter.
003:01;039[P  ]| I hope mistris Rose will$1$ have the grace to$9$ take
003:01;039[P  ]| nothing that$6@1$ is bad.
003:01;039[D V]| Pray God she do, for$4$ ifaith mistris Eyre,
003:01;039[D  ]| I would bestow upon$4$ that$6@2$ peeuish girle
003:01;039[D  ]| A thousand Marks more then I meane to$9$ give her$6$,
003:01;039[D  ]| Upon$4$ condition she would be rulde by$4$ me.
003:01;039[D  ]| The Ape still crosseth me: there came of late,
003:01;039[D  ]| A proper Gentleman of faire reuenewes,
003:01;039[D  ]| Whom gladly I would call sonne*in*law:
003:01;039[D  ]| But my fine cockney would have none of him.
003:01;039[D  ]| You will proue a cockscombe for$4$ it$6@2$ ere you die,
003:01;039[D  ]| A courtier, or no$2$ man must please your eie.
003:01;039[E P]| Be rulde sweete Rose, thou art ripe for$4$ a man: marrie not
003:01;039[E  ]| with a boy, that$6@1$ has no$2$ more haire on$4$ his face then thou hast on$4$
003:01;039[E  ]| thy cheekes: a courtier, wash, go by$5$, stand not upon$4$ pisherie
003:01;039[E  ]| pasherie: those silken fellowes are but painted Images, outsides,
003:01;039[E  ]| outsides Rose, their inner linings are torne: no$7$ my fine mourse,
003:01;039[E  ]| marry me with a Gentleman Grocer like$4$ my Lord Maior your
003:01;039[E  ]| Father, a Grocer is a sweete trade, Plums, Plums: had I a sonne or
003:01;039[E  ]| Daughter should marrie out of the generation and bloud of the
003:01;040[E  ]| shoe-makers, he should packe: what, the Gentle trade is a liuing
003:01;040[E  ]| for$4$ a man through Europe, through the world.
003:01;040['  ]| \A noyse within of a Taber and a Pipe.\
003:01;040[D P]| What noyse is this?
003:01;040[E  ]| O my Lord Maior, a crue of good fellowes that$6@1$ for$4$ loue to$4$
003:01;040[E  ]| your honour, are come hither with a morrisdance, come in$5$ my
003:01;040[E  ]| Mesopotamians cheerely.
003:01;040['  ]| \Enter Hodge, Hans, Rafe, Firke, and other shooe-makers in$4$ a morris:
003:01;040['  ]| \ after a little dauncing the Lord Maior speakes.\
003:01;040[D P]| Maister Eyre, are all these shoe-makers?
003:01;040[E  ]| All Cordwainers my good Lord Maior.
003:01;040[Q  ]| How like$4$ my Lacie lookes yond shooe-maker.
003:01;040[F  ]| O that$3$ I durst but speake unto my loue!
003:01;040[D  ]| Sibil, go fetch some wine to$9$ make these drinke,
003:01;040[D  ]| You are all welcome.
003:01;040[X  ]| We$6@2$ thanke your Lordship.
003:01;040['  ]| \Rose takes a cup of wine and goes to$4$ Haunce.\
003:01;040[Q P]| For$4$ his sake whose faire shape thou representst,
003:01;040[Q  ]| Good friend I drinke to$4$ thee.
003:01;040[F  ]| Ic be dancke good frister.
003:01;040[P  ]| I see mistris Rose you do not want iudgement, you
003:01;040[P  ]| have drunke to$4$ the properest man I keepe.
003:01;040[L  ]| Here be some have done their parts to$9$ be as proper as he.
003:01;040[D V]| Well, urgent busines cals me backe to$4$ London:
003:01;040[D  ]| Good fellowes, first go in$5$ and taste our$6@2$ cheare,
003:01;040[D  ]| And to$9$ make merrie as you homeward go,
003:01;040[D  ]| Spend these two angels in$4$ beere at Stratford Boe.
003:01;040[E P]| To$4$ these two (my madde lads) Sim Eyre ads another, then
003:01;041[E  ]| cheerely Firke, tickle it$6@2$ Haunce, and all for$4$ the honour of shoe-makers.
003:01;041[E  ]| 
003:01;041['  ]| \All go dauncing out.\
003:01;041[D P]| Come maister Eyre, let us$6@2$ have your companie.
003:01;041['  ]| \exeunt.\ 
003:01;041[Q P]| Sibil What shall I do?
003:01;041[V  ]| Why what is the matter?
003:01;041[Q V]| That$6@2$ Haunce the shoemaker is my Loue Lacie,
003:01;041[Q  ]| Disguisde in$4$ that$6@2$ attire to$9$ find me out,
003:01;041[Q  ]| How should I find the meanes to$9$ speake with him?
003:01;041[V P]| What mistris, neuer feare, I dare uenter my maidenhead
003:01;041[V  ]| to$4$ nothing, and that$6@2$ is great oddes, that$3$ Haunce the Dutchman
003:01;041[V  ]| when we$6@2$ come to$4$ London, shall not onely see and speake with
003:01;041[V  ]| you, but in$4$ spight of all your Fathers pollicies, steale you away
003:01;041[V  ]| and marrie you, will$1$ not this please you?
003:01;041[Q  ]| Do this, and euer be assured of my loue.
003:01;041[V  ]| Away then and follow your father to$4$ London, lest your
003:01;041[V  ]| absence cause him to$9$ suspect something:
003:01;041[V  ]| To*morrow if my counsel be obayde,
003:01;041[V  ]| I will binde you prentise to$4$ the gentle trade.
003:01;041['  ]| \Enter Iane in$4$ a Semsters shop working, and Hamond\
003:01;041['  ]| \muffled at another doore, he stands aloofe.\                   
003:01;041[H V]| Yonder is the shop, and there my faire loue sits,
003:01;041[H  ]| She is faire and louely, but she is not mine,
003:01;041[H  ]| O would she were, thrise have I courted her$6$,
003:01;041[H  ]| Thrise hath my hand beene moistned with her$2$ hand,
003:01;041[H  ]| Whilst my poore famisht eies do feed on$4$ that$6@2$
003:01;041[H  ]| Which$6@1$ made them famish: I am infortunate,
003:01;041[H  ]| I stil loue one, yet no*body loues me,
003:01;041[H  ]| I muse in$4$ other men what women see,
003:01;042[H  ]| That$6@1$ I so$5@1$ want? fine mistris Rose was coy,
003:01;042[H  ]| And this too curious, O no$7$, she is chaste,
003:01;042[H  ]| And for$3$ she thinkes me wanton, she denies
003:01;042[H  ]| To$9$ cheare my cold heart with her$2$ sunnie eies
003:01;042[H  ]| How prettily she workes, O prettie hand!
003:01;042[H  ]| O happie worke, it$6@1$ doth me good to$9$ stand
003:01;042[H  ]| Unseene to$9$ see her$6$, thus I oft have stood,
003:01;042[H  ]| In$4$ frostie euenings, a light burning by$4$ her$6$,
003:01;042[H  ]| Enduring biting cold, only to$9$ eie her$6$,
003:01;042[H  ]| One onely looke hath seem'd as rich to$4$ me
003:01;042[H  ]| As a kings crowne, such is loues lunacie:
003:01;042[H  ]| Muffeled I will passe along, and by$4$ that$6@2$ trie
003:01;042[H  ]| Whether she know me.
003:01;042[R  ]| Sir, what is it$6@1$ you buy?
003:01;042[R  ]| What is it$6@1$ you lacke sir? callico, or lawne,
003:01;042[R  ]| Fine cambricke shirts, or bands, what will$1$ you buy?
003:01;042[H V]| That$6@2$ which$6@1$ thou wilt not sell, faith yet I will  
003:01;042[H  ]| trie:
003:01;042[H  ]| How do you sell this handkercher?
003:01;042[R  ]| Good cheape.
003:01;042[H  ]| And how these ruffes?
003:01;042[R  ]| Cheape too.
003:01;042[H  ]| And how this band?
003:01;042[R  ]| Cheape too.
003:01;042[H  ]| All cheape, how sell you then this hand?
003:01;042[R  ]| My handes are not to$9$ be solde.
003:01;042[H  ]| To$9$ be giuen then: nay faith I come to$9$ buy.
003:01;042[R  ]| But none knowes when.
003:01;042[H  ]| Good sweete, leaue worke a little while, let us$6@2$ play.
003:01;042[R  ]| I cannot liue by$4$ keeping holliday.
003:01;042[H  ]| I will pay you for$4$ the time which$6@1$ shall be lost.
003:01;042[R  ]| With me you shall not be at so$5@1$ much cost.
003:01;042[H  ]| Look how you wound this cloth, so$5@2$ you wound me.
003:01;042[R  ]| It$6@1$ may be so$5@2$.
003:01;043[H  ]| It$6@1$ is so$5@2$.
003:01;043[R  ]| What remedie?
003:01;043[H  ]| Nay faith you are too coy.
003:01;043[R  ]| Let go my hand.
003:01;043[H  ]| I will$1$ do any task at your command,
003:01;043[H  ]| I would let go this beautie, were I not
003:01;043[H  ]| In$4$ mind to$9$ disobey you by$4$ a power
003:01;043[H  ]| That$6@1$ controlles kings: I loue you.
003:01;043[R  ]| So$5@2$, now part.
003:01;043[H  ]| With hands I may, but neuer with my heart,
003:01;043[H  ]| In*faith I loue you.
003:01;043[R  ]| I beleeue you do.
003:01;043[H  ]| Shall a true loue in$4$ me breede hate in$4$ you?
003:01;043[R  ]| I hate you not.
003:01;043[H  ]| Then you must loue.
003:01;043[R  ]| I do, what are you better now? I loue not you.
003:01;043[H V]| All this I hope is but a womans fray,
003:01;043[H  ]| That$6@1$ means, come to$4$ me, when she cries, away:
003:01;043[H  ]| In$4$ earnest mistris I do not iest,
003:01;043[H  ]| A true chaste loue hath entred in$4$ my brest,
003:01;043[H  ]| I loue you dearely as I loue my life,
003:01;043[H  ]| I loue you as a husband loues a wife.
003:01;043[H  ]| That$6@2$, and no$2$ other loue my loue requires,
003:01;043[H  ]| Thy wealth I know is little, my desires
003:01;043[H  ]| Thirst not for$4$ gold, sweete beauteous Iane what is mine,
003:01;043[H  ]| Shall (if thou make my*selfe thine) all be thine,
003:01;043[H  ]| Say, iudge, what is thy sentence, life, or death?
003:01;043[H  ]| Mercie or crueltie lies in$4$ thy breath.
003:01;043[R  ]| Good sir, I do beleeue you loue me well:
003:01;043[R  ]| For$3$ it$6@1$ is a seely conquest, seely pride,
003:01;043[R  ]| For$4$ one like$4$ you (I meane a gentlman)
003:01;043[R  ]| To$9$ boast, that$3$ by$4$ his loue tricks he hath brought,
003:01;043[R  ]| Such and such women to$4$ his amorous lure:
003:01;044[R  ]| I think you do not so$5@2$, yet many do,
003:01;044[R  ]| And make it$6@2$ euen a uery trade to$9$ wooe,
003:01;044[R  ]| I could be coy, as many women be,
003:01;044[R  ]| Feede you with sunne-shine smiles, and wanton lookes,
003:01;044[R  ]| But I detest withcraft, say that$3$ I
003:01;044[R  ]| Do constantly beleeue you constant have
003:01;044[H  ]| Why dost thou not beleeue me?
003:01;044[R  ]| I beleeue you,
003:01;044[R  ]| But yet good sir, because I will$1$ not greeue you,
003:01;044[R  ]| With hopes to$9$ taste fruit, which$6@1$ will$1$ neuer fall,
003:01;044[R  ]| In$4$ simple truth this is the summe of all,
003:01;044[R  ]| My husband liues, at least I hope he liues,
003:01;044[R  ]| Prest was he to$4$ these bitter warres in$4$ France,
003:01;044[R  ]| Bitter they are to$4$ me by$4$ wanting him,
003:01;044[R  ]| I have but one heart, and that$6@2$ heart is his due,
003:01;044[R  ]| How can I then bestow the same on$4$ you?
003:01;044[R  ]| Whilst he liues, his I liue, be it$6@1$ nere so$5@1$ poore,
003:01;044[R  ]| And rather be his wife, then a kings whore.
003:01;044[H  ]| Chaste and deare woman, I will$1$ not abuse thee,
003:01;044[H  ]| Although it$6@1$ cost my life, if thou refuse me,
003:01;044[H  ]| Thy husband prest for$4$ France, what was his name?
003:01;044[R  ]| Rafe Damport.
003:01;044[H  ]| Damport, here is a letter sent
003:01;044[H  ]| From France to$4$ me, from a deare friend of mine,
003:01;044[H  ]| A gentleman of place, here he doth write,
003:01;044[H  ]| Their names that$6@1$ have bin slaine in$4$ euery fight.
003:01;044[R  ]| I hope deaths scroll containes not my loues name.
003:01;044[H  ]| Cannot you reade?
003:01;044[R  ]| I can.
003:01;044[H  ]| Persue the same,
003:01;044[H  ]| To$4$ my remembrance such a name I read
003:01;044[H  ]| Amongst the rest: see here.
003:01;044[R  ]| Aye me, he is dead:
003:01;045[R  ]| He is dead, if this be true my deare heart is slaine.
003:01;045[H  ]| Have patience, deare loue.
003:01;045[R  ]| Hence, hence.
003:01;045[H  ]| Nay sweete Iane,
003:01;045[H  ]| Make not poore sorrow prowd with these rich teares,
003:01;045[H  ]| I mourne thy husbands death because thou mournst.
003:01;045[R  ]| That$6@2$ bil is forgde, it$6@1$ is signde by$4$ forgerie.
003:01;045[H  ]| I will bring thee letters sent besides to$4$ many
003:01;045[H  ]| Carrying the like$2$ report: Iane it$6@1$ is too true,
003:01;045[H  ]| Come, weepe not: mourning though it$6@1$ rise from loue
003:01;045[H  ]| Helpes not the mourned, yet hurtes them that$6@1$ mourne.
003:01;045[R  ]| For$4$ Gods sake leaue me.
003:01;045[H  ]| Whither dost thou turne?
003:01;045[H  ]| Forget the deade, loue them that$6@1$ are aliue,
003:01;045[H  ]| His loue is faded, trie how mine will$1$ thriue.
003:01;045[R  ]| It$6@1$ is now no$2$ time for$4$ me to$9$ think on$4$ loue
003:01;045[H  ]| It$6@1$ is now best time for$4$ you to$9$ think on$4$ loue, because
003:01;045[H  ]| your loue liues not.
003:01;045[R  ]| Thogh he be dead, my loue to$4$ him shall not be buried:
003:01;045[R  ]| For$4$ Gods sake leaue me to$4$ my*selfe alone.
003:01;045[H  ]| It$6@1$ would kil my soule to$9$ leaue thee drownd in$4$ mone:
003:01;045[H  ]| Answere me to$4$ my sute, and I am gone,
003:01;045[H  ]| Say to$4$ me, yea, or no$7$.
003:01;045[R  ]| No$7$.
003:01;045[H  ]| Then farewell, one farewel will$1$ not serue, I come
003:01;045[H  ]| again, come drie these wet cheekes, tell me faith sweet Iane, yea,
003:01;045[H  ]| or no$7$, once more.
003:01;045[R  ]| Once more I say no$7$, once more be gone I pray, else will$1$ I
003:01;045[R  ]| go.
003:01;045[H  ]| Nay then I will$1$ grow rude by$4$ this white hand,
003:01;045[H  ]| Until you change that$6@2$ colde no$7$, here I will stand,
003:01;045[H  ]| Til by$4$ your hard heart
003:01;045[R  ]| Nay, for$4$ Gods loue peace,
003:01;046[R  ]| My sorrowes by$4$ your presence more increase,
003:01;046[R  ]| Not that$3$ you thus are present, but all griefe
003:01;046[R  ]| Desires to$9$ be alone, therefore in$4$ briefe
003:01;046[R  ]| Thus much I say, and saying bid adew,
003:01;046[R  ]| If euer I wed man it$6@1$ shall be you.
003:01;046[H  ]| O blessed uoyce, deare Iane I will urge no$2$ more,
003:01;046[H  ]| Thy breath hath made me rich.
003:01;046[R  ]| Death makes me poore.
003:01;046['  ]| \exeunt.\
004:01;000@@@@@|
004:01;046['  ]| \Enter Hodge at his shop boord, Rafe, Firk,
004:01;046['  ]| \Hans, and a boy at work.\
004:01;046[X P]| Hey downe, a downe downe derie.
004:01;046[K  ]| Well said my hearts, plie your worke to*day, we$6@2$ loytred
004:01;046[K  ]| yesterday, to$4$ it$6@2$ pell mel, that$3$ we$6@2$ may liue to$9$ be Lord Maiors, or
004:01;046[K  ]| Aldermen at least.
004:01;046[L  ]| Hey downe a downe derie.
004:01;046[K  ]| Well said yfaith, how saist thou Hauns, doth not Firke
004:01;046[K  ]| tickle it$6@2$?
004:01;046[F  ]| Yaw mester.
004:01;046[L  ]| Not so$5@2$ neither, my organe pipe squeaks this morning for$4$
004:01;046[L  ]| want of licoring: hey downe a downe derie.
004:01;046[F  ]| Forward Firk, tow best un iolly yongster hort I mester ic
004:01;046[F  ]| bid you cut me un pair uampres uor mester ieffres bootes.
004:01;046[K  ]| Thou shalt Hauns.
004:01;046[L  ]| Master.
004:01;046[K  ]| How now, boy?
004:01;046[L  ]| Pray, now you are in$4$ the cutting uaine, cut me out a
004:01;046[L  ]| paire of counterfeits, or else my worke will$1$ not passe currant,
004:01;046[L  ]| hey downe a downe.
004:01;046[K  ]| Tell me sirs, are my coosin M. Priscillaes shooes
004:01;046[K  ]| done?
004:01;046[L  ]| Your coosin? no$7$ maister, one of your auntes, hang her$6$,
004:01;046[L  ]| let them alone.
004:01;046[M  ]| I am in$4$ hand with them, she gaue charge that$3$ none but I
004:01;047[M  ]| should do them for$4$ her$6$.
004:01;047[L  ]| Thou do for$4$ her$6$? then it$6@1$ will$1$ be a lame doing, and that$6@2$ she
004:01;047[L  ]| loues not: Rafe, thou mightst have sent her$6$ to$4$ me, in*faith I
004:01;047[L  ]| would have yearkt and firkt your Priscilla, hey downe a downe
004:01;047[L  ]| derry, this geere will$1$ not holde.
004:01;047[K  ]| How saist thou Firke? were we$6@2$ not merry at old Ford?
004:01;047[L  ]| How merry? why our$6@2$ buttockes went Iiggy ioggy like$4$ a
004:01;047[L  ]| quagmyre: well sir Roger Oatemeale, if I thought all meale of that$6@2$
004:01;047[L  ]| nature, I would eate nothing but bagpuddings.
004:01;047[M  ]| Of all good fortunes, my fellow Hance had the best.
004:01;047[L  ]| It$6@1$ is true, because mistris Rose dranke to$4$ him.
004:01;047[K  ]| Well, well, worke apace, they say seuen of the Aldermen
004:01;047[K  ]| be dead, or uery sicke.
004:01;047[L  ]| I care not, I will be none.
004:01;047[M  ]| No$7$ nor I, but then my maister Eyre will$1$ come quickly to$9$ be
004:01;047[M  ]| L. Mayor.
004:01;047['  ]| \Enter Sibil.\
004:01;047[L P]| Whoop, yonder comes Sibil.
004:01;047[K  ]| Sibil, welcome yfaith, and how dost thou madde wench?
004:01;047[L  ]| Sib whoore, welcome to$4$ London.
004:01;047[V  ]| Godamercy sweete Firke: good Lord Hodge, what a
004:01;047[V  ]| delitious shop you have got, you tickle it$6@2$ yfaith.
004:01;047[M  ]| Godamercy Sibil for$4$ our$6@2$ good cheere at old Ford.
004:01;047[V  ]| That$3$ you shall have Rafe.
004:01;047[L  ]| Nay by$4$ the masse, we$6@2$ hadde tickling cheere Sibil, and how
004:01;047[L  ]| the plague dost thou and mistris Rose, and my L. Mayor?
004:01;047[L  ]| I put the women in$5$ first.
004:01;047[V  ]| Well Godamercy: but Gods me, I forget my*self, where is
004:01;047[V  ]| Haunce the Fleming?
004:01;047[L  ]| Hearke butter-boxe, now you must yelp out some
004:01;047[L  ]| spreken.
004:01;048[F  ]| Uat begaie you, uat uod you Frister.
004:01;048[V  ]| Marrie you must come to$4$ my yong mistris, to$9$ pull on$5$ her$2$
004:01;048[V  ]| shooes you made last.
004:01;048[F  ]| Uare ben you edle from uare ben your mistris?
004:01;048[V  ]| Marrie here at our$6@2$ London house in$4$ Cornewaile.
004:01;048[L  ]| Will$1$ no*bodie serue her$2$ turne but Hans
004:01;048[V  ]| No$7$ sir, come Hans, I stand upon$4$ needles.
004:01;048[K  ]| Why then Sibil, take heede of pricking.
004:01;048[V  ]| For$4$ that$6@2$ let me alone, I have a tricke in$4$ my budget, come
004:01;048[V  ]| Hans.
004:01;048[F  ]| Yaw, yaw, ic sall meete you gane.
004:01;048['  ]| \Exit Hans and Sibill.\
004:01;048[K P]| Go Hans, make haste againe: come, who$6@2$ lacks worke?
004:01;048[L  ]| I maister, for$3$ I lacke my breakfast, it$6@1$ is munching time, and
004:01;048[L  ]| past.
004:01;048[K  ]| Is it$6@1$ so$5@2$? why then leaue worke Raph, to$9$ breakfast, boy
004:01;048[K  ]| looke to$4$ the tooles, come Raph, come Firke.
004:01;048['  ]| \Exeunt.\
004:01;048['  ]| \Enter a Seruingman.\
004:01;048[W P]| Let me see now, the signe of the last in$4$ Towerstreet, 
004:01;048[W  ]| mas yonder is the house: what haw, who$6@2$ is within?
004:01;048['  ]| \Enter Raph.\
004:01;048[M P]| Who$6@2$ calles there, what want you sir?
004:01;048[W  ]| Marrie I would have a paire of shooes made for$4$
004:01;048[W  ]| a Gentlewoman against to*morrow morning, what can you do
004:01;048[W  ]| them?
004:01;048[M  ]| Yes sir, you shall have them, but what length is her$2$ foote?
004:01;048[W  ]| Why you must make them in$4$ all parts like$4$ this
004:01;048[W  ]| shoe, but at any hand faile not to$9$ do them, for$3$ the Gentlewoman
004:01;048[W  ]| is to$9$ be married uery early in$4$ the morning.
004:01;049[M  ]| How? by$4$ this shoe must it$6@1$ be made? by$4$ this, are you sure
004:01;049[M  ]| sir by$4$ this?
004:01;049[W  ]| How, by$4$ this am I sure, by$4$ this? art thou in$4$ thy
004:01;049[W  ]| wits? I tell thee I must have a paire of shooes, dost thou marke
004:01;049[W  ]| me? a paire of shooes, two shooes, made by$4$ this uerie shoe, this
004:01;049[W  ]| same shoe, against to*morrow morning by$4$ foure a*clock, dost
004:01;049[W  ]| understand me, canst thou do it$6@2$?
004:01;049[M  ]| Yes sir, yes, aye, aye, I can do it$6@2$, by$4$ this shoe you say: I should
004:01;049[M  ]| knowe this shoe, yes sir, yes, by$4$ this shoe, I can do it$6@2$, foure a
004:01;049[M  ]| clocke, well, whither shall I bring them?
004:01;049[W  ]| To$4$ the signe of the golden ball in$4$ Watlingstreete, 
004:01;049[W  ]| enquire for$4$ one maister Hamon a gentleman, my maister.
004:01;049[M  ]| Yea sir, by$4$ this shoe you say.
004:01;049[W  ]| I say maister Hammon at the golden ball, he is
004:01;049[W  ]| the Bridegroome, and those shooes are for$4$ his bride.
004:01;049[M  ]| They shall be done by$4$ this shoe: well, well, Maister Hammon
004:01;049[M  ]| at the golden shoe, I would say the golden Ball, uerie well, uerie
004:01;049[M  ]| well, but I pray you sir where must maister Hammon be
004:01;049[M  ]| married?
004:01;049[W  ]| At Saint Faiths Church under Paules: but what is
004:01;049[W  ]| that$6@2$ to$4$ thee? prethee dispatch those shooes, and so$5@2$ farewel.
004:01;049['  ]| \exit.\
004:01;049[M V]| By$4$ this shoe said he, how am I amasde
004:01;049[M  ]| At this strange accident? upon$4$ my life,
004:01;049[M  ]| This was the uerie shoe I gaue my wife,
004:01;049[M  ]| When I was prest for$4$ France, since when alas,
004:01;049[M  ]| I neuer could heare of her$6$: it$6@1$ is the same,
004:01;049[M  ]| And Hammons Bride no$2$ other but my Iane.
004:01;049['  ]| \Enter Firke.\
004:01;049[L P]| Snailes Raph thou hast lost thy part of three pots, a
004:01;049[L  ]| countrieman of mine gaue me to$9$ breakfast.
004:01;050[M  ]| I care not, I have found a better thing.
004:01;050[L  ]| A thing? away, is it$6@1$ a mans thing, or a womans thing?
004:01;050[M  ]| Firke, dost thou know this shooe?
004:01;050[L  ]| No$7$ by$4$ my troth, neither doth that$6@2$ know me? I have no$2$
004:01;050[L  ]| acquaintance with it$6@2$, it$6@1$ is a meere stranger to$4$ me.
004:01;050[M V]| Why then I do, this shooe I durst be sworne
004:01;050[M  ]| Once couered the instep of my Iane:
004:01;050[M  ]| This is her$2$ size, her$2$ breadth, thus trod my loue,
004:01;050[M  ]| These true loue knots I prickt, I holde my life,
004:01;050[M  ]| By$4$ this old shooe I shall finde out my wife.
004:01;050[L P]| Ha ha old shoo, that$6@1$ wert new, how a murren came this 
004:01;050[L  ]| ague fit of foolishnes upon$4$ thee?
004:01;050[M V]| Thus Firke, euen now here came a seruingman,
004:01;050[M  ]| By$4$ this shooe would he have a new paire made
004:01;050[M  ]| Against to*morrow morning for$4$ his mistris,
004:01;050[M  ]| That$6@1$ is to$9$ be married to$4$ a Gentleman,
004:01;050[M  ]| And why may not this be my sweete Iane?
004:01;050[L  ]| And why maist not thou be my sweete Asse? ha, ha.
004:01;050[M  ]| Well, laugh, and spare not: but the trueth is this.
004:01;050[M  ]| Against to*morrow morning I will prouide,
004:01;050[M  ]| A lustie crue of honest shoomakers,
004:01;050[M  ]| To$9$ watch the going of the bride to$4$ church,
004:01;050[M  ]| If she proue Iane, I will take her$6$ in$4$ dispite,
004:01;050[M  ]| From Hammon and the diuel, were he by$5$,
004:01;050[M  ]| If it$6@1$ be not my Iane, what remedy?
004:01;050[M  ]| Hereof am I sure, I shall liue till I die,
004:01;050[M  ]| Although I neuer with a woman lie.
004:01;050['  ]| \exit\.
004:01;050[L P]| Thou lie with a woman to$9$ builde nothing but Cripple-gates! 
004:01;050[L  ]| Well, God sends fooles fortune, and it$6@1$ may be he may
004:01;050[L  ]| light upon$4$ his matrimony by$4$ such a deuice, for$4$ wedding and
004:01;050[L  ]| hanging goes by$4$ destiny.
004:01;050['  ]| \exit\.
004:01;051['  ]| \Enter Hauns, and Rose arme in$4$ arme.\
004:01;051[F V]| How happie am I by$4$ embracing thee,
004:01;051[F  ]| O I did feare such crosse mishaps did raigne,
004:01;051[F  ]| That$3$ I should neuer see my Rose againe.
004:01;051[Q  ]| Sweet Lacie, since faire Oportunitie
004:01;051[Q  ]| Offers her*selfe to$9$ furder our$6@2$ escape,
004:01;051[Q  ]| Let not too ouer-fond esteeme of me
004:01;051[Q  ]| Hinder that$6@2$ happie hower, inuent the meanes,
004:01;051[Q  ]| And Rose will$1$ follow thee through all the world.
004:01;051[F  ]| O how I surfeit with excesse of ioy,
004:01;051[F  ]| Made happie by$4$ thy rich perfection,
004:01;051[F  ]| But since thou paist sweete intrest to$4$ my hopes,
004:01;051[F  ]| Redoubling loue on$4$ loue, let me once more, 
004:01;051[F  ]| Like$4$ to$4$ a bold facde debter craue of thee,
004:01;051[F  ]| This night to$9$ steale abroade, and at Eyres house,
004:01;051[F  ]| Who$6@1$ now by$4$ death of certaine Aldermen,
004:01;051[F  ]| Is Maior of London, and my master once,
004:01;051[F  ]| Meete thou thy Lacie, where in$4$ spite of change,
004:01;051[F  ]| Your fathers anger, and mine uncles hate,
004:01;051[F  ]| Our$6@2$ happie nuptialls will$1$ we$6@2$ consummate.
004:01;051['  ]| \Enter Sibill.\
004:01;051[V P]| O God, what will$1$ you do mistris? shift for$4$ your*selfe,
004:01;051[V  ]| your father is at hand, he is comming, he is comming, master
004:01;051[V  ]| Lacie hide your*selfe in$4$ my mistris, for$4$ Gods sake shift for$4$ your*selues.
004:01;051[F  ]| Your father come, sweete Rose, what shall I do?
004:01;051[F  ]| Where shall I hide me? How shall I escape?
004:01;051[Q  ]| A man and want wit in$4$ extremitie,
004:01;051[Q  ]| Come, come, be Hauns still, play the shoomaker,
004:01;051[Q  ]| Pull on$5$ my shooe.
004:01;051['  ]| \Enter Lord Maior.\
004:01;051[F P]| Mas, and that$6@2$ is well remembred.
004:01;051[V  ]| Here comes your father.
004:01;052[F  ]| Forware metresse, it$6@1$ is un good skow, it$6@1$ sal uel dute, or ye
004:01;052[F  ]| sal neit betallen.
004:01;052[Q  ]| O God it$6@1$ pincheth me, what will$1$ you do?
004:01;052[F  ]| Your fathers presence pincheth, not the shoo.
004:01;052[D  ]| Well done, fit my daughter well, and she shall
004:01;052[D  ]| please thee well.
004:01;052[F  ]| Yaw, yaw, ick weit dat well, forware it$6@1$ is un good skoo, it$6@1$ is
004:01;052[F  ]| gi mait uan neits leither, se euer mine here.
004:01;052['  ]| \Enter a prentice.\
004:01;052[D P]| I do beleeu it$6@2$, what is the newes with you?
004:01;052[W  ]| Please you, the Earle of Lincolne at the gate is newly
004:01;052[W  ]| lighted, and would speake with you.
004:01;052[D V]| The Earle of Lincolne come to$9$ speake with me?
004:01;052[D  ]| Well, well, I know his errand: daughter Rose,
004:01;052[D  ]| Send hence your shoomaker, dispatch, have done:
004:01;052[D  ]| Sib, make things handsome: sir boy follow me.
004:01;052['  ]| \Exit\. 
004:01;052[F V]| Mine uncle come, O what may this portend?
004:01;052[F  ]| Sweete Rose, this of our$6@2$ loue threatens an end.
004:01;052[Q  ]| Be not dismaid at this: what ever befall,
004:01;052[Q  ]| Rose is thine owne, to$9$ witnes I speake truth,
004:01;052[Q  ]| Where thou appoints the place I will meete with thee,
004:01;052[Q  ]| I will$1$ not fixe a day to$9$ follow thee,
004:01;052[Q  ]| But presently steale hence, do not replie.
004:01;052[Q  ]| Loue which$6@1$ gaue strength to$9$ beare my fathers hate,
004:01;052[Q  ]| Shall now adde wings to$9$ further our$6@2$ escape.
004:01;052['  ]| \exeunt.\
004:01;052['  ]| \Enter  L. Maior, and Lincolne.\
004:01;052[D V]| Beleeue me, on$4$ my credite I speake truth,
004:01;052[D  ]| Since first your nephew Lacie went to$4$ France,
004:01;052[D  ]| I have not seene him. It$6@1$ seemd strange to$4$ me,
004:01;052[D  ]| When Dodger told me that$3$ he staide behinde,
004:01;053[D  ]| Neglecting the hie charge the King imposed.
004:01;053[B  ]| Trust me (sir Roger Otly) I did think
004:01;053[B  ]| Your counsell had giuen head to$4$ this attempt,
004:01;053[B  ]| Drawne to$4$ it$6@2$ by$4$ the loue he beares your child.
004:01;053[B  ]| Here I did hope to$9$ find him in$4$ your house,
004:01;053[B  ]| But now I see mine error, and confesse
004:01;053[B  ]| My iudgement wrongd you by$4$ conceuing so$5@2$.
004:01;053[D  ]| Lodge in$4$ my house, say you? trust me my Lord,
004:01;053[D  ]| I loue your Nephew Lacie too too dearely
004:01;053[D  ]| So$5@1$ much to$9$ wrong his honor, and he hath done so$5@2$,
004:01;053[D  ]| That$6@1$ first gaue him aduise to$9$ stay from France.
004:01;053[D  ]| To$9$ witnesse I speake truth, I let you know
004:01;053[D  ]| How carefull I have beene to$9$ keepe my daughter
004:01;053[D  ]| Free from all conference, or speech of him,
004:01;053[D  ]| Not that$3$ I skorne your Nephew, but in$4$ loue
004:01;053[D  ]| I beare your honour, least your noble bloud,
004:01;053[D  ]| Should by$4$ my meane worth he dishonoured.
004:01;053[B V]| How far the churles tongue wanders from
004:01;053[B  ]| his hart,
004:01;053[B V]| Well, well sir Roger Otley I beleeue you,
004:01;053[B  ]| With more then many thankes for$4$ the kind loue,
004:01;053[B  ]| So$5@1$ much you seeme to$9$ beare me: but my Lord,
004:01;053[B  ]| Let me request your helpe to$9$ seeke my Nephew,
004:01;053[B  ]| Whom if I find, I will straight embarke for$4$ France,
004:01;053[B  ]| So$5@2$ shall your Rose be free, my thoughts at rest,
004:01;053[B  ]| And much care die which$6@1$ now lies in$4$ my brest.
004:01;053['  ]| \Enter Sibill.\
004:01;053[V P]| O Lord, help for$4$ Gods sake, my mistris, O my yong
004:01;053[V  ]| mistris.
004:01;053[D  ]| Where is thy mistris? what is become of her$6$?
004:01;053[V  ]| She is gone, she is fled.
004:01;053[D  ]| Gone? whither is she fled?
004:01;053[V  ]| I know not forsooth, she is fled out of doores with Hauns
004:01;053[V  ]| the Shoomaker, I saw them scud, scud, scud, apace, apace.
004:01;054[D  ]| Which$6@2$ way? what Iohn, where be my men?
004:01;054[D  ]| which$6@2$ way?
004:01;054[V  ]| I know not, if it$6@1$ please your worship.
004:01;054[D  ]| Fled with a shoomaker, can this be true?
004:01;054[V  ]| O Lord sir, as true as God is in$4$ heauen.
004:01;054[B P]| Her$2$ loue turnd shoomaker? I am glad of
004:01;054[B  ]| this.
004:01;054[D V]| A fleming butter boxe, a shoomaker,
004:01;054[D  ]| Will$1$ she forget her$2$ birth? requite my care
004:01;054[D  ]| With such ingratitude? skornd she yong Hammon,
004:01;054[D  ]| To$9$ loue a honnikin, a needie knaue?
004:01;054[D  ]| Well let her$6$ flie, I will not flie after her$6$,
004:01;054[D  ]| Let her$6$ starue if she will$1$, she is none of mine.
004:01;054[B  ]| Be not so$5@1$ cruell sir.
004:01;054['  ]| \Enter Firke with shooes.\
004:01;054[V V]| I am glad she is scapt.
004:01;054[D  ]| I will not account of her$6$ as of my child:
004:01;054[D  ]| Was there no$2$ better obiect for$4$ her$2$ eies,
004:01;054[D  ]| But a foule drunken lubber, swill bellie,
004:01;054[D  ]| A shoomaker, that$6@2$ is braue.
004:01;054[K P]| Yea forsooth, it$6@1$ is a uery braue shooe, and as fit as a pudding,
004:01;054[D  ]| How now, what knaue is this, from whence
004:01;054[D  ]| commest thou?
004:01;054[L  ]| No$2$ knaue sir, I am Firke the shoomaker, lusty Rogers cheefe
004:01;054[L  ]| lustie iorneyman, and I come hither to$9$ take up$5$ the prettie legge
004:01;054[L  ]| of sweete mistris Rose, and thus hoping your worshippe is in$4$ as
004:01;054[L  ]| good health as I was at the making hereof, I bid you farewell,
004:01;054[L  ]| yours     Firke.
004:01;054[D  ]| Stay stay sir knaue.
004:01;054[B  ]| Come hither shoomaker.
004:01;054[L  ]| It$6@1$ is happie the knaue is put before the shoomaker, or else
004:01;054[L  ]| I would not have uouchsafed to$9$ come backe to$4$ you, I am
004:01;054[L  ]| moued, for$3$ I stirre.
004:01;055[D  ]| My Lorde, this uillaine calles us$6@2$ knaues by$4$ craft.
004:01;055[L  ]| Then it$6@1$ is by$4$ the Gentle Craft, and to$9$ cal one knaue gently,
004:01;055[L  ]| is no$2$ harme: sit your worship merie:  Sib your yong
004:01;055[L  ]| mistris, I will bob them, now my maister M. Eyre is Lorde
004:01;055[L  ]| Maior of London.
004:01;055[D  ]| Tell me sirra, whose man are you?
004:01;055[L  ]| I am glad to$9$ see your worship so$5@1$ merrie, I have no$2$ maw to$4$
004:01;055[L  ]| this geere, no$2$ stomacke as yet to$4$ a red peticote.
004:01;055['  ]| \Pointing to$4$ Sibil.\
004:01;055[B P]| He means not sir to$9$ wooe you to$4$ his maid,
004:01;055[B  ]| But onely doth demand whose man you are.
004:01;055[L  ]| I sing now to$4$ the tune of Rogero, Roger my felow is now
004:01;055[L  ]| master.
004:01;055[B  ]| Sirra, knowst thou one Hauns a shoomaker?
004:01;055[L  ]| Hauns shoomaker, O yes, stay, yes I have him, I tell you
004:01;055[L  ]| what, I speake it$6@2$ in$4$ secret, mistris Rose, and he are by$4$ this time:
004:01;055[L  ]| no$7$ not so$5@2$, but shortly are to$9$ come ouer one another with, Can
004:01;055[L  ]| you dance the shaking of the sheetes? it$6@1$ is that$6@2$ Hauns, 
004:01;055[L P]| I will so$5@1$ gull these diggers.
004:01;055[D  ]| Knowst thou then where he is?
004:01;055[L  ]| Yes forsooth, yea marry.
004:01;055[B  ]| Canst thou in$4$ sadnesse?
004:01;055[L  ]| No$7$ forsooth, no$7$ marrie.
004:01;055[D  ]| Tell me good honest fellow where he is,
004:01;055[D  ]| And thou shalt see what I will bestow of thee.
004:01;055[L  ]| Honest fellow, no$7$ sir, not so$5@2$ sir, my profession is the
004:01;055[L  ]| Gentle Craft, I care not for$4$ seeing, I loue feeling, let me feele it$6@2$
004:01;055[L  ]| here, \aurium tenus\, the peeces of gold, \gennum tenus\, ten
004:01;055[L  ]| peeces of siluer, and then Firke is your man in$4$ a new paire of
004:01;055[L  ]| strechers.
004:01;056[D  ]| Here is an Angel, part of thy reward,
004:01;056[D  ]| Which$6@1$ I will$1$ give thee, tell me where he is.
004:01;056[L  ]| No$2$ point: shall I betray my brother? no$7$, shall I proue
004:01;056[L  ]| Iudas to$4$ Hans? no$7$, shall I crie treason to$4$ my corporation? no$7$, I
004:01;056[L  ]| shall be firkt and yerkt then, but give me your angell, your
004:01;056[L  ]| angell shall tell you.
004:01;056[B  ]| Do so$5@1$ good fellow, it$6@1$ is no$2$ hurt to$4$ thee.
004:01;056[L  ]| Send simpering Sib away.
004:01;056[D  ]| Huswife, get you in$5$.
004:01;056['  ]| \exit Sib.\  
004:01;056[L P]| Pitchers have eares, and maides have wide mouthes: but
004:01;056[L  ]| for$4$ Hauns prauns, upon$4$ my word to*morrow morning, he and
004:01;056[L  ]| yong mistris Rose go to$4$ this geere, they shall be married together, 
004:01;056[L  ]| by$4$ this rush, or else tourne Firke to$4$ a firkin of butter to$9$
004:01;056[L  ]| tanne leather withall.
004:01;056[D  ]| But art thou sure of this?
004:01;056[L  ]| Am I sure that$3$ Paules steeple is a handfull higher then
004:01;056[L  ]| London stone? or that$3$ the pissing conduit leakes nothing but
004:01;056[L  ]| pure mother Bunch? am I sure I am lustie Firke, Gods nailes do
004:01;056[L  ]| you think I am so$5@1$ base to$9$ gull you?
004:01;056[B  ]| Where are they married? dost thou know the church?
004:01;056[L  ]| I neuer go to$4$ church, but I know the name of it$6@2$, it$6@1$ is a
004:01;056[L  ]| swearing church, stay a while, it$6@1$ is: aye by$4$ the mas, no$7$, no$7$, it$6@1$ is aye by$4$ my
004:01;056[L  ]| troth, no$7$ nor that$6@2$, it$6@1$ is aye by$4$ my faith, that$6@2$ that$6@2$, it$6@1$ is aye by$4$ my Faithes
004:01;056[L  ]| church under Paules crosse, there they shall be knit like$4$ a paire
004:01;056[L  ]| of stockings in$4$ matrimonie, there they will be in$4$ conie.
004:01;056[B  ]| Upon$4$ my life, my Nephew Lacie walkes
004:01;056[B  ]| In$4$ the disguise of this Dutch shoomaker.
004:01;057[L  ]| Yes forsooth.
004:01;057[B  ]| Doth he not honest fellow?
004:01;057[L  ]| No$7$ forsooth, I think Hauns is no*bodie but Hans, no$2$ spirite.
004:01;057[D  ]| My mind misgiues me now it$6@1$ is so$5@2$ indeede.
004:01;057[B  ]| My cosen speakes the language, knowes the trade.
004:01;057[D V]| Let me request your companie my Lord,
004:01;057[D  ]| Your honourable presence may, no$2$ doubt,
004:01;057[D  ]| Refraine their head-strong rashnesse, when my*selfe
004:01;057[D  ]| Going alone perchance may be oreborne,
004:01;057[D  ]| Shall I request this fauour?
004:01;057[B P]| This, or what else. 
004:01;057[L  ]| Then you must rise betimes, for$3$ they meane to$9$ fall to$4$ their
004:01;057[L  ]| hey passe, and repasse, pindy pandy, which$6@1$ hand will$1$ you have,
004:01;057[L  ]| uery earely.
004:01;057[D  ]| My care shall euery way equal their haste,
004:01;057[D  ]| This night accept your lodging in$4$ my house,
004:01;057[D  ]| The earlier shall we$6@2$ stir, and at Saint Faithes
004:01;057[D  ]| Preuent this giddy hare-braind nuptiall,
004:01;057[D  ]| This trafficke of hot loue shall yeeld cold gaines,
004:01;057[D  ]| They ban our$6@2$ loues, and we$6@2$ will forbid their baines.
004:01;057['  ]| \exeunt\.
004:01;057[B P]| At Saint Faithes church thou saist.
004:01;057[L  ]| Yes, by$4$ their troth.
004:01;057[B  ]| Be secret on$4$ thy life.
004:01;057[L P]| Yes, when I kisse your wife, ha, ha, here is no$2$ craft in$4$ the
004:01;057[L  ]| Gentle Craft, I came hither of purpose with shooes to$4$ sir Rogers
004:01;057[L  ]| worship, whilst Rose his daughter be coniecatcht by$4$ Hauns: soft
004:01;057[L  ]| now, these two gulles will$1$ be at Saint Faithes church to*morrow
004:01;057[L  ]| morning, to$9$ take master Bridegroome, and mistris Bride napping,
004:01;057[L  ]| and they in$4$ the meane time shall chop up$5$ the matter at the Sauoy:
004:01;057[L  ]| but the best sport is, sir Roger Otly will$1$ find my felow lame,
004:01;057[L  ]| Rafes wife going to$9$ marry a gentleman, and then he will stop her$6$ in$4$
004:01;058[L  ]| steede of his daughter: O braue, there will$1$ be fine tickling sport:
004:01;058[L  ]| soft now, what have I to$9$ do? O I know, now a messe of
004:01;058[L  ]| shoomakers meate at the wooll sack in$4$ Iuie lane, to$9$ cozen my
004:01;058[L  ]| gentleman of lame Rafes wife, that$6@2$ is true,
004:01;058[L V]| Alacke, alacke
004:01;058[L  ]| Girles, hold out tacke, 
004:01;058[L  ]| For$3$ now smockes for$4$ this iumbling
004:01;058[L  ]| Shall go to$4$ wracke.
004:01;058['  ]| \exit\
005:01;000@@@@@|
005:01;058['  ]| \Enter Ayre, his wife, hauns, and Rose.\
005:01;058[E P]| This is the morning then, stay my bully, my honest
005:01;058[E  ]| Hauns, is it$6@1$ not?
005:01;058[F  ]| This is the morning that$6@1$ must make us$6@2$ two happy, or
005:01;058[F  ]| miserable, therefore if you
005:01;058[E  ]| Away with these iffes and ands Hauns, and these et
005:01;058[E  ]| caeteraes, by$4$ mine honor \Rowland Lacie\ none but the king shall
005:01;058[E  ]| wrong thee: come, feare nothing, am not I Sim Eyre? Is not Sim
005:01;058[E  ]| Eyre Lord mayor of London? feare nothing Rose, let them all say
005:01;058[E  ]| what they can, dainty come thou to$4$ me: laughest thou?
005:01;058[P  ]| Good my lord, stand her$2$ friend in$4$ what thing you
005:01;058[P  ]| may.
005:01;058[E  ]| Why my sweete lady Madgy, thincke you Simon Eyre can
005:01;058[E  ]| forget his fine dutch iourneyman? No$2$ uah. Fie I scorne it$6@2$, it$6@1$ shall
005:01;058[E  ]| neuer be cast in$4$ my teeth, that$3$ I was unthankeful. Lady Madgy,
005:01;058[E  ]| thou hadst neuer couerd thy Saracens head with this french
005:01;058[E  ]| flappe, nor loaden thy bumme with this farthingale, it$6@1$ is trash,
005:01;058[E  ]| trumpery, uanity, Simon Eyre had neuer walkte in$4$ a redde
005:01;058[E  ]| petticoate, nor wore a chaine of golde, but for$4$ my fine iourneymans
005:01;058[E  ]| portigues, and shall I leaue him? No$7$: Prince am I none, yet
005:01;058[E  ]| beare a princely minde.
005:01;058[F  ]| My Lorde, it$6@1$ is time for$4$ us$6@2$ to$9$ part from hence.
005:01;058[E  ]| Lady Madgy, lady Madgy, take two or three of my pie-crust 
005:01;059[E  ]| eaters, my buffe-ierkin uarlets, that$6@1$ do walke in$4$ blacke
005:01;059[E  ]| gownes at Simon Eyres heeles, take them good lady Madgy, trippe
005:01;059[E  ]| and go, my browne Queene of Perriwigs, with my delicate
005:01;059[E  ]| Rose, and my iolly Rowland to$4$ the Sauoy, see them linckte,
005:01;059[E  ]| countenaunce the marriage, and when it$6@1$ is done, cling, cling
005:01;059[E  ]| together, you Hamborow Turtle Doves, I will beare you out,
005:01;059[E  ]| come to$4$ Simon Eyre, come dwell with me Hauns, thou shalt eate
005:01;059[E  ]| mincde pies, and marchpane. Rose, away cricket, trippe and go,
005:01;059[E  ]| my Lady Madgy to$4$ the Sauoy, Hauns, wed, and to$4$ bed, kisse and
005:01;059[E  ]| and away, go, uanish.
005:01;059[P  ]| Farewel my lord.
005:01;059[Q  ]| Make haste sweete loue.
005:01;059[P  ]| She would faine the deede were done.
005:01;059[F  ]| Come my sweete Rose, faster than Deere we$6@2$ will runne.
005:01;059['  ]| \They go out.\
005:01;059[E P]| Go, uanish, uanish, auaunt I say: by$4$ the lorde of Ludgate,
005:01;059[E  ]| it$6@1$ is a madde life to$9$ be a lorde Mayor, it$6@1$ is a stirring life, a fine life, a
005:01;059[E  ]| ueluet life, a carefull life. Well Simon Eyre, yet set a good face
005:01;059[E  ]| on$4$ it$6@2$, in$4$ the honor of sainct Hugh. Soft, the king this day comes to$9$
005:01;059[E  ]| dine with me, to$9$ see my new buildings, his maiesty is welcome,
005:01;059[E  ]| he shall have good cheere, delicate cheere, princely cheere. This
005:01;059[E  ]| day my felow prentises of London come to$9$ dine with me too,
005:01;059[E  ]| they shall have fine cheere, genltemanlike cheere. I promised the
005:01;059[E  ]| mad Cappidosians, when we$6@2$ all serued at the Conduit together,
005:01;059[E  ]| that$3$ if euer I came to$9$ be Mayor of London, I would feast them
005:01;059[E  ]| all, and I will do it$6@2$, I will do it$6@2$ by$4$ the life of Pharaoh, by$4$ this beard Sim
005:01;059[E  ]| Eire will$1$ be no$2$ flincher. Besides, I have procurd, that$3$ upon$4$ euery
005:01;060[E  ]| Shrouetuesday, at the sound of the pancake bell: my fine dapper
005:01;060[E  ]| Assyrian lads, shall clap up$5$ their shop windows, and away, this is
005:01;060[E  ]| the day, and this day they shall do it$6@2$, they shall do it$6@2$:
005:01;060[E  ]| Boyes, that$6@2$ day are you free, let masters care,
005:01;060[E  ]| And prentises shall pray Simon Eyre.
005:01;060['  ]| \exit\.
005:01;060['  ]| \Enter Hodge, Firke, Rafe, and fiue or sixe shoomakers,\ 
005:01;060['  ]| \all with cudgels, or such weapons.\ 
005:01;060[K P]| Come Rafe, stand to$4$ it$6@2$ Firke: my masters, as we$6@2$ are the
005:01;060[K  ]| braue bloods of the shooemakers, heires apparant to$4$ saint Hugh,
005:01;060[K  ]| and perpetuall benefactors to$4$ all good fellowes, thou shalt have no$2$
005:01;060[K  ]| wrong: were Hammon a king of spades, he should not delue in$4$ thy
005:01;060[K  ]| close without thy sufferaunce: but tell me Rafe, art thou sure it$6@1$ is
005:01;060[K  ]| thy wife?
005:01;060[M  ]| Am I sure this is Firke? This morning when I strokte on$4$
005:01;060[M  ]| her$2$ shooes, I lookte upon$4$ her$6$, and she upon$4$ me, and sighed,
005:01;060[M  ]| askte me if euer I knew one Rafe. Yes sayde I: for$4$ his sake saide
005:01;060[M  ]| she (teares standing in$4$ her$2$ eyes) and for$3$ thou art somewhat like$4$
005:01;060[M  ]| him, spend this peece of golde: I tooke it$6@2$: my lame leg, and my
005:01;060[M  ]| trauel beyond sea made me unknown, all is one for$4$ that$6@2$, I know
005:01;060[M  ]| she is mine.
005:01;060[L  ]| Did she give thee this gold? O glorious glittering gold;
005:01;060[L  ]| she is thine owne, it$6@1$ is thy wife, and she loues thee, for$3$ I will stand
005:01;060[L  ]| to$4$ it$6@2$, there is no$2$ woman will$1$ give golde to$4$ any man, but she thinkes
005:01;060[L  ]| better of him than she thinkes of them she giues siluer to$4$: and for$4$
005:01;060[L  ]| Hamon, neither Hamon nor Hangman shall wrong thee in$4$
005:01;060[L  ]| London: Is not our$6@2$ olde maister Eire lord Mayor? Speake my
005:01;060[L  ]| hearts.
005:01;060[X  ]| Yes, and Hamon shall know it$6@2$ to$4$ his cost.
005:01;060['  ]| \Enter hamon, his man, Iane, and others.\
005:01;060[K P]| Peace my bullies, yonder they come.
005:01;060[M  ]| Stand to$4$ it$6@2$ my hearts, Firke, let me speake first.
005:01;060[K  ]| No$7$ Rafe, let me: Hammon, whither away so$5@1$ earely?
005:01;061[H  ]| Unmannerly rude slaue, what is that$6@2$ to$4$ thee?
005:01;061[L  ]| To$4$ him sir? yes sir, and to$4$ me, and others: good morrow
005:01;061[L  ]| Iane, how doost thou? good Lord, how the world is changed
005:01;061[L  ]| with you, God be thanked.
005:01;061[H  ]| Uillaines, handes off, howe dare you touch my loue?
005:01;061[X  ]| uillaines? downe with them, cry clubs for$4$ prentises.
005:01;061[K  ]| Hold, my hearts: touch her$6$ Hamon? yea and more than
005:01;061[K  ]| that$6@2$, we$6@2$ will carry her$6$ away with us$6@2$. My maisters and gentlemen,
005:01;061[K  ]| neuer draw your bird spittes, shooemakers are steele to$4$ the backe,
005:01;061[K  ]| men euery inch of them, all spirite.
005:01;061[X  ]| Well, and what of all this?
005:01;061[K  ]| I will shew you: Iane, dost thou know this man? it$6@1$ is Rafe I
005:01;061[K  ]| can tell thee: nay, it$6@1$ is he in*faith, though he be lamde by$4$ the warres,
005:01;061[K  ]| yet looke not strange, but run to$4$ him, fold him about the necke
005:01;061[K  ]| and kisse him.
005:01;061[R  ]| Liues then my husband? O God let me go,
005:01;061[R  ]| Let me embrace my Rafe.
005:01;061[H  ]| What meanes my Iane?
005:01;061[R  ]| Nay, what meant you to$9$ tell me he was slaine?
005:01;061[H P]| Pardon me deare loue for$4$ being mislead,
005:01;061[H P]| It$6@1$ was rumord here in$4$ London thou wert dead.
005:01;061[L  ]| Thou seest he liues: Lasse, go packe home with him: now
005:01;061[L  ]| M. Hamon, where is your mistris your wife?
005:01;061[W  ]| Swounds maister fight for$4$ her$6$, will$1$ you thus lose her$6$?
005:01;061[X  ]| Downe with that$6@2$ creature, clubs, downe with him.
005:01;061[K  ]| Hold, hold.
005:01;061[H  ]| Hold foole, sirs he shall do no$2$ wrong,
005:01;061[H  ]| Will$1$ my Iane leaue me thus, and breake her$2$ faith?
005:01;061[L  ]| Yea sir, she must sir, she shall sir, what then? mend it$6@2$.
005:01;061[K  ]| Hearke fellow Rafe, folowe my counsel, set the wench in$4$
005:01;061[K  ]| the midst, and let her$6$ chuse her$2$ man, and let her$6$ be his woman.
005:01;062[R V]| Whom should I choose? whom should my thoughts affect,
005:01;062[R  ]| But him whom heauen hath made to$9$ be my loue?
005:01;062[R  ]| Thou art my husband and these humble weedes,
005:01;062[R  ]| Makes thee more beautiful then all his wealth,
005:01;062[R  ]| Therefore I will$1$ but put off his attire,
005:01;062[R  ]| Returning it$6@2$ into the owners hand,
005:01;062[R  ]| And after euer be thy constant wife.
005:01;062[K P]| Not a ragge Iane, the law is on$4$ our$6@2$ side, he that$6@1$ sowes in$4$
005:01;062[K  ]| another mans ground forfets his haruest, get thee home Rafe,
005:01;062[K  ]| follow him Iane, he shall not have so$5@1$ much as a buske point from
005:01;062[K  ]| thee.
005:01;062[L  ]| Stand to$4$ that$6@2$ Rafe, the appurtenances are thine owne,
005:01;062[L  ]| Hammon, looke not at her$6$.
005:01;062[W  ]| O swounds no$7$.
005:01;062[L  ]| Blew coate be quiet, we$6@2$ will give you a new liuerie else, we$6@2$ will
005:01;062[L  ]| make Shroue Tuesday Saint Georges day for$4$ you: looke not
005:01;062[L  ]| Hammon, leare not, I will firke you, for$4$ thy head now, one glance,
005:01;062[L  ]| one sheepes eie, any*thing at her$6$, touch not a ragge, least I and
005:01;062[L  ]| my brethren beate you to$4$ clowtes.
005:01;062[W  ]| Come master Hammon, there is no$2$ striuing here.
005:01;062[H V]| Good fellowes, heare me speake: and honest Rafe,
005:01;062[H  ]| Whom I have iniured most by$4$ louing Iane,
005:01;062[H  ]| Marke what I offer thee: here in$4$ faire gold
005:01;062[H  ]| Is twentie pound, I will give it$6@2$ for$4$ thy Iane,
005:01;062[H  ]| If this content thee not, thou shalt have more.
005:01;062[K P]| Sell not thy wife Rafe, make her$6$ not a whore.
005:01;062[H  ]| Say, wilt thou freely cease thy claime in$4$ her$6$,
005:01;062[H  ]| And let her$6$ be my wife?
005:01;062[X  ]| No$7$, do not Rafe.
005:01;062[M  ]| Sirra Hammon Hammon, dost thou think a Shooe-maker
005:01;062[M  ]| is so$5@1$ base, to$9$ be a bawde to$4$ his owne wife for$4$ commoditie,
005:01;062[M  ]| take thy golde, choake with it$6@2$, were I not lame, I would make
005:01;063[M  ]| thee eate thy words.
005:01;063[L  ]| A shoomaker sell his flesh and bloud, O indignitie!
005:01;063[K  ]| Sirra, take up$5$ your pelfe, and be packing.
005:01;063[H V]| I will$1$ not touch one pennie, but in$4$ liew
005:01;063[H  ]| Of that$6@2$ great wrong I offered thy Iane,
005:01;063[H  ]| To$4$ Iane and thee I give that$6@2$ twentie pound,
005:01;063[H  ]| Since I have faild of her$6$, during my life
005:01;063[H  ]| I uow no$2$ woman else shall be my wife:
005:01;063[H  ]| Farewell good fellowes of the Gentle trade,
005:01;063[H  ]| Your mornings mirth my mourning day hath made.
005:01;063['  ]| \exeunt\
005:01;063[L P]| Touch the gold creature if you dare, you are best be trudging:
005:01;063[L  ]| here Iane take thou it$6@2$, now let us$6@2$ home my hearts.
005:01;063[K  ]| Stay, who$6@2$ comes here? Iane, on$5$ againe with thy maske.
005:01;063['  ]| \Enter Lincolne,  L. Maior, and seruants.\
005:01;063[B P]| Yonder is the lying uarlet mockt us$6@2$ so$5@2$.
005:01;063[D  ]| Come hither sirra.
005:01;063[L  ]| Aye sir, I am sirra, you meane me, do you not?
005:01;063[B  ]| Where is my Nephew married?
005:01;063[L  ]| Is he married? God give him ioy, I am glad of it$6@2$: they have
005:01;063[L  ]| a faire day, and the signe is in$4$ a good planet, Mars in$4$ Uenus.
005:01;063[D V]| Uillaine, thou toldst me that$3$ my daughter Rose,  
005:01;063[D  ]| This morning should be married at Saint Faithes,
005:01;063[D  ]| We$6@2$ have watcht there these three houres at the least,
005:01;063[D  ]| Yet see we$6@2$ no$2$ such thing.
005:01;063[L P]| Truly I am sorie for$4$ it$6@2$, a Bride is a prettie thing.
005:01;063[K  ]| Come to$4$ the purpose, yonder is the Bride and Bridegroome
005:01;063[K  ]| you looke for$4$ I hope: though you be Lordes, you are
005:01;063[K  ]| not to$9$ barre, by$4$ your authoritie, men from women, are you?
005:01;063[D  ]| See see my daughter is maskt.
005:01;063[B  ]| True, and my Nephew,
005:01;064[B  ]| To$9$ hide his guilt, counterfeits him lame.
005:01;064[L  ]| Yea truely god helpe the poore couple, they are lame and
005:01;064[L  ]| blind.
005:01;064[D  ]| I will ease her$2$ blindnes.
005:01;064[B  ]| I will his lamenes cure.
005:01;064[L P]| Lie downe sirs, and laugh, my felow Rafe is taken
005:01;064[L  ]| for$4$ \Rowland Lacy\, and Iane for$4$ mistris damaske Rose, this is all
005:01;064[L  ]| my knauery.
005:01;064[D  ]| What, have I found you minion?
005:01;064[B V]| O base wretch,
005:01;064[B  ]| Nay hide thy face, the horror of thy guilt,
005:01;064[B  ]| Can hardly be washt off: where are thy powers?
005:01;064[B  ]| What battels have you made? O yes I see
005:01;064[B  ]| Thou foughtst with Shame, and shame hath conquerd thee.
005:01;064[B  ]| This lamenesse will$1$ not serue.
005:01;064[D  ]| Unmaske your*selfe.
005:01;064[B  ]| Leade home your daughter.
005:01;064[D  ]| Take your Nephew hence.
005:01;064[M  ]| Hence, swounds, what meane you? are you mad? I hope
005:01;064[M  ]| you cannot inforce my wife from me, where is Hamon?
005:01;064[D  ]| Your wife.
005:01;064[B  ]| What Hammon?
005:01;064[M  ]| Yea my wife, and therfore the prowdest of you that$6@1$ laies
005:01;064[M  ]| hands on$4$ her$6$ first, I will lay my crutch crosse his pate. 
005:01;064[L  ]| To$4$ him lame Rafe, here is braue sport.
005:01;064[M  ]| Rose call you her$6$? why her$2$ name is Iane, looke here else,
005:01;064[M  ]| do you know her$6$ now?
005:01;064[B  ]| Is this your daughter?
005:01;064[D V]| No$7$, nor this your nephew:
005:01;064[D  ]| My Lord of Lincolne, we$6@2$ are both abusde
005:01;064[D  ]| By$4$ this base craftie uarlet.
005:01;064[L P]| Yea forsooth no$2$ uarlet, forsooth no$2$ base, forsooth I am but
005:01;064[L  ]| meane, no$2$ craftie neither, but of the Gentle Craft.
005:01;064[D  ]| Where is my daughter Rose? where is my child?
005:01;065[B  ]| Where is my nephew Lacie married?
005:01;065[L  ]| Why here is good lacde mutton as I promist you.
005:01;065[B  ]| Uillaine, I will have thee punisht for$4$ this wrong.
005:01;065[L  ]| Punish the iornyman uillaine, but not the iorneyman
005:01;065[L  ]| shoomaker.
005:01;065['  ]| \Enter Dodger.\
005:01;065[O V]| My Lord I come to$9$ bring unwelcome newes,
005:01;065[O  ]| Your Nephew Lacie, and your daughter Rose,
005:01;065[O  ]| Earely this morning wedded at the Sauoy,
005:01;065[O  ]| None being present but the Ladie Mairesse:
005:01;065[O  ]| Besides I learnt among the officers,
005:01;065[O  ]| The Lord Maior uowes to$9$ stand in$4$ their defence,
005:01;065[O  ]| Gainst any that$6@1$ shall seeke to$9$ crosse the match.
005:01;065[B P]| Dares Eyre the shoomaker uphold the deede?
005:01;065[L  ]| Yes sir, shoomakers dare stand in$4$ a womans quarrel I
005:01;065[L  ]| warrant you, as deepe as another, and deeper too.
005:01;065[O V]| Besides, his grace, to*day dines with the Maior,
005:01;065[O  ]| Who$6@1$ on$4$ his knees humbly intends to$9$ fall,
005:01;065[O  ]| And beg a pardon for$4$ your Nephewes fault.
005:01;065[B  ]| But I will preuent him: come sir Roger Oteley,
005:01;065[B  ]| The king will$1$ do us$6@2$ iustice in$4$ this cause,
005:01;065[B  ]| How*ere their hands have made them man and wife,
005:01;065[B  ]| I will$1$ disioyne the match, or loose my life.
005:01;065['  ]| \exeunt\.
005:01;065[L P]| Adue monsieur Dodger, farewel fooles, ha ha, O if they
005:01;065[L  ]| had staide I would have so$5@1$ lambde them with floutes, O heart,
005:01;065[L  ]| my codpeece point is readie to$9$ flie in$4$ peeces euery time I think
005:01;065[L  ]| upon$4$ mistris Rose, but let that$6@2$ passe, as my Ladie Mairesse saies.
005:01;065[K  ]| This matter is answerd: come Rafe, home with thy wife,
005:01;065[K  ]| come my fine shoomakers, let us$6@2$ to$4$ our$6@2$ masters the new lord Maior
005:01;065[K  ]| and there swagger this shroue Tuesday, I will promise you wine
005:01;065[K  ]| enough, for$3$ Madge keepes the seller.
005:01;065[X  ]| O rare! Madge is a good wench.
005:01;065[L  ]| And I will promise you meate enough, for$3$ simpring Susan
005:01;066[L  ]| keepes the larder, I will leade you to$4$ uictuals my braue souldiers,
005:01;066[L  ]| follow your captaine, O braue, hearke, hearke.
005:01;066['  ]| \Bell ringes.\
005:01;066[X P]| The Pancake bell rings, the pancake bel, tri-lill my hearts.
005:01;066[L  ]| O braue, O sweete bell, O delicate pancakes, open the
005:01;066[L  ]| doores my hearts, and shup up$5$ the windowes, keepe in$4$ the house,
005:01;066[L  ]| let out the pancakes: O rare my heartes, let us$6@2$ march together for$4$
005:01;066[L  ]| the honor of saint Hugh to$4$ the great new hall in$4$ Gratious streete
005:01;066[L  ]| corner, which$6@1$ our$6@2$ Maister the newe lord Maior hath built.
005:01;066[M  ]| O the crew of good fellows that$6@1$ will$1$ dine at my lord Maiors
005:01;066[M  ]| cost to*day!
005:01;066[K  ]| By$4$ the lord, my lord Maior is a most braue man, how
005:01;066[K  ]| shall prentises be bound to$9$ pray for$4$ him, and the honour of the
005:01;066[K  ]| gentlemen shoomakers? let us$6@2$ feede and be fat with my lordes
005:01;066[K  ]| bountye.
005:01;066[L  ]| O musical bel stil! O Hodge, O my brethren! there is
005:01;066[L  ]| cheere for$4$ the heauens, uenson pastimes walke up$5$ and down
005:01;066[L  ]| piping hote, like$4$ sergeants, beefe and brewesse comes marching
005:01;066[L  ]| in$4$ drie fattes, fritters and pancakes comes trowling in$5$ in$4$ wheele
005:01;066[L  ]| barrowes, hennes and orenges hopping in$4$ porters baskets,
005:01;066[L  ]| colloppes and egges in$4$ scuttles, and tartes and custardes comes
005:01;066[L  ]| quauering in$5$ in$4$ mault shouels.
005:01;066['  ]| \Enter more prentises.\
005:01;066[X P]| Whoop, look here, looke here.
005:01;066[K  ]| How now madde laddes, whither away so$5@1$ faste?
005:01;066[W  ]| Whither, why to$4$ the great new hall, know you
005:01;066[W  ]| not why? The lorde Maior hath bidden all the prentises in$4$
005:01;066[W  ]| London to$9$ breakfast this morning.
005:01;066[X  ]| O braue shoomaker, O braue lord of incomprehensible
005:01;066[X  ]| good fellowship, whoo, hearke you, the pancake bell 
005:01;066[X  ]| rings.
005:01;066['  ]| \Cast up$5$ caps.\
005:01;067[L  ]| Nay more my hearts, euery Shrouetuesday is our$6@2$
005:01;067[L  ]| yeere of Jubile: and when the pancake bel rings, we$6@2$ are as
005:01;067[L  ]| free as my lord Maior, we$6@2$ may shut up$5$ our$6@2$ shops, and make
005:01;067[L  ]| holiday: I will have it$6@2$ calld, Saint Hughes Holiday.
005:01;067[X  ]| Agreed. agreed, \Saint Hughes Holiday.\
005:01;067[K  ]| And this shall continue for*euer.
005:01;067[X  ]| O braue! come come my hearts, away, away.
005:01;067[L  ]| O eternall credite to$4$ us$6@2$ of the gentle Craft, march faire my
005:01;067[L  ]| hearts, O rare.
005:01;067['  ]| \exeunt\.
005:01;067['  ]| \Enter King and his traine ouer the stage.\
005:01;067[A P]| Is our$6@2$ lord Maior of London such a gallant?
005:01;067[W V]| One of the merriest madcaps in$4$ your land,
005:01;067[W  ]| Your Grace will$1$ think, when you behold the man,
005:01;067[W  ]| He is rather a wilde ruffin than a Maior:
005:01;067[W  ]| Yet thus much I will ensure your maiestie,
005:01;067[W  ]| In$4$ all his actions that$6@1$ concerne his state,
005:01;067[W  ]| He is as serious, prouident, and wise,
005:01;067[W  ]| As full of grauitie amongst the graue,
005:01;067[W  ]| As any maior hath beene these many yeares.
005:01;067[A  ]| I am with child til I behold this huffe cap,
005:01;067[A  ]| But all my doubt is, when we$6@1$ come in$4$ presence,
005:01;067[A  ]| His madnesse will$1$ be dasht cleane out of countenance.
005:01;067[W  ]| It$6@1$ may be so$5@2$, my Liege.
005:01;067[A  ]| Which$6@1$ to$9$ preuent,
005:01;067[A  ]| Let some*one give him notice, it$6@1$ is our$6@2$ pleasure,
005:01;067[A  ]| That$3$ he put on$5$ his woonted merriement:
005:01;067[A  ]| Set forward.
005:01;067[X  ]| On$5$ afore.
005:01;067['  ]| \exeunt\.
005:01;067['  ]| \Enter Ayre, Hodge, Firke, Rafe,
005:01;067['  ]| \and other shoemakers, all with napkins on$4$ their shoulders.\
005:01;067[E P]| Come my fine Hodge, my iolly gentlemen shooemakers,
005:01;067[E  ]| soft, where be these Caniballes, these uarlets my officers, let
005:01;067[E  ]| them all walke and waite upon$4$ my brethren, for$3$ my meaning is,
005:01;067[E  ]| that$3$ none but shoomakers, none but the liuery 
005:01;068[E  ]| of my Company shall in$4$ their sattin hoodes waite upon$4$ the trencher of my
005:01;068[E  ]| soueraigne.
005:01;068[L  ]| O my Lord, it$6@1$ will$1$ be rare.
005:01;068[E  ]| No$2$ more Firke, come liuely, let your fellowe prentises
005:01;068[E  ]| want no$2$ cheere, let wine be plentiful as beere, and beere as water,
005:01;068[E  ]| hang these penny pinching fathers, that$6@1$ cramme wealth in$4$
005:01;068[E  ]| innocent lamb skinnes, rip knaues, auaunt, looke to$4$ my guests
005:01;068[K  ]| My Lord, we$6@2$ are at our$6@2$ wits end for$4$ roome, those
005:01;068[K  ]| hundred tables will$1$ not feast the fourth part of them.
005:01;068[E  ]| Then couer me those hundred tables againe, and againe,
005:01;068[E  ]| til all my iolly prentises be feasted: auoyde Hodge, runne Rafe,
005:01;068[E  ]| friske about my nimble Firke, carowse me fadome healths to$4$
005:01;068[E  ]| the honor of the shoomakers: do they drink liuely Hodge? do they
005:01;068[E  ]| tickle it$6@2$ Firke?
005:01;068[L  ]| Tickle it$6@2$? some of them have taken their licour standing 
005:01;068[L  ]| so$5@1$ long, that$3$ they can stand no$2$ longer: but for$4$ meate, they
005:01;068[L  ]| would eate it$6@2$ if they had it$6@2$.
005:01;068[E  ]| Want they meate? where is this swag-belly, this greasie
005:01;068[E  ]| kitchinstuffe cooke, call the uarlet to$4$ me: want meat! Firke,
005:01;068[E  ]| Hodge, lame Rafe, runne my tall men, beleager the shambles,
005:01;068[E  ]| beggar all East-Cheape, serue me whole oxen in$4$ chargers, and
005:01;068[E  ]| let sheepe whine upon$4$ the tables like$4$ pigges for$4$ want of good
005:01;068[E  ]| felowes to$9$ eate them. Want meate! uanish Firke, auaunt Hodge.
005:01;068[K  ]| Your lordship mistakes my man Firke, he means their
005:01;068[K  ]| bellies want meate, not the boords, for$3$ they have drunk so$5@1$ much
005:01;068[K  ]| they can eate nothing.
005:01;068['  ]| \Enter hans, Rose, and  wife.\
005:01;068[P P]| Where is my Lord.
005:01;068[E  ]| How now lady Madgy.
005:01;068[P  ]| The kings most excelent maiesty is new come, he
005:01;068[P  ]| sends me for$4$ thy honor: one of his most worshipful Peeres, bade
005:01;069[P  ]| me tell thou must be mery, and so$5@2$ forth: but let that$6@2$ passe.
005:01;069[E  ]| Is my Soueraigne come? uanish my tall shoomakers, my
005:01;069[E  ]| nimble brethren, looke to$4$ my guests the prentises: yet stay a
005:01;069[E  ]| little, how now Hans, how lookes my little Rose?
005:01;069[F V]| Let me request you to$9$ remember me,
005:01;069[F  ]| I know your honour easily may obtaine,
005:01;069[F  ]| Free pardon of the king for$4$ me and Rose,
005:01;069[F  ]| And reconcile me to$4$ my uncles grace.
005:01;069[E P]| Have done my good Hans, my honest iorneyman, looke
005:01;069[E  ]| cheerely, I will fall upon$4$ both my knees till they be as hard as horne,
005:01;069[E  ]| but I will get thy pardon.
005:01;069[P  ]| Good my Lords have a care what you speake to$4$ his
005:01;069[P  ]| grace.
005:01;069[E  ]| Away you Islington whitepot, hence you happerarse,
005:01;069[E  ]| you barly pudding ful of magots, you broyld carbonado,
005:01;069[E  ]| auaunt, auaunt, auoide Mephostophilus: shall Sim Eyre learne to$9$
005:01;069[E  ]| speake of you Ladie Madgie? uanish mother Miniuer cap,
005:01;069[E  ]| uanish, go, trip and go, meddle with your partlets, and your
005:01;069[E  ]| pishery pasherie, your flewes and your whirligigs, go, rub, out of
005:01;069[E  ]| mine alley: Sim Eyre knowes how to$9$ speake to$4$ a Pope, to$4$ Sultan
005:01;069[E  ]| Soliman, to$4$ Tamburlaine if he were here: and shall I melt? shall
005:01;069[E  ]| I droope before my Soueraigne? no$7$, come my Ladie Madgie,
005:01;069[E  ]| follow me Hauns, about your businesse my frolicke free-booters: 
005:01;069[E  ]| Firke, friske about, and about, and about, for$4$ the
005:01;069[E  ]| honour of mad Simon Eyre Lord Maior of London.
005:01;069[L  ]| Hey for$4$ the honour of the shoomakers.
005:01;069['  ]| \exeunt\.
005:01;069['  ]| \A long flourish or two: enter King, Nobles, Eyre, his wife, Lacie,
005:01;069['  ]| \ Rose: Lacie and Rose kneele.\
005:01;069[A V]| Well Lacie though the fact was uerie foule,
005:01;069[A  ]| Of your reuolting from our$6@1$ kingly loue,
005:01;069[A  ]| And your owne duetie, yet we$6@1$ pardon you,
005:01;069[A  ]| Rise both, and mistris Lacie, thanke my Lord Maior
005:01;070[A  ]| For$4$ your yong bridegroome here.
005:01;070[E P]| So$3$ my deere liege, Sim Eyre and my brethren the gentlemen
005:01;070[E  ]| shoomakers shall set your sweete maiesties image, cheeke
005:01;070[E  ]| by$4$ iowle by$4$ Saint Hugh, for$4$ this honour you have done poore
005:01;070[E  ]| Simon Eyre. I beseech your grace pardon my rude behauiour, I
005:01;070[E  ]| am a handicrafts man, yet my heart is without craft, I would be
005:01;070[E  ]| sory at my soule, that$3$ my boldnesse should offend my king.
005:01;070[A V]| Nay, I pray thee good lord Maior, be euen as mery
005:01;070[A  ]| As if thou wert among thy shoomakers,
005:01;070[A  ]| It$6@1$ does me good to$9$ see thee in$4$ this humour.
005:01;070[E  ]| Saist thou me so$5@2$ my sweete Dioclesian? then hump,
005:01;070[E  ]| Prince am I none, yet am I princely borne, by$4$ the Lord of 
005:01;070[E  ]| Ludgate my Liege, I will be as merrie as a pie.
005:01;070[A P]| Tell me infaith mad Eyre, how old thou art.
005:01;070[E  ]| My Liege a uerie boy, a stripling, a yonker, you see not a
005:01;070[E  ]| white haire on$4$ my head, not a gray in$4$ this beard, euerie haire I
005:01;070[E  ]| assure thy maiestie that$6@1$ stickes in$4$ this beard, Sim Eyre ualues at
005:01;070[E  ]| the king of Babilons ransome, Tama Chams beard was a
005:01;070[E  ]| rubbing brush to$4$ it$6@2$: yet I will shaue it$6@2$ off, and stuffe tennis balls with
005:01;070[E  ]| it$6@2$ to$9$ please my bully king.
005:01;070[A  ]| But all this while I do not know your age.
005:01;070[E  ]| My liege, I am sixe and fiftie yeare olde, yet I can crie
005:01;070[E  ]| humpe, with a sound heart for$4$ the honour of Saint Hugh: marke
005:01;070[E  ]| this olde wench, my king, I dauncde the shaking of the sheetes
005:01;070[E  ]| with her$6$ sixe and thirtie yeares agoe, and yet I hope to$9$ get two
005:01;070[E  ]| or three yong Lorde Maiors ere I die: I am lustie still, Sim Eyre
005:01;070[E  ]| still: care, and colde lodging brings white haires. My sweete
005:01;070[E  ]| Maiestie, let care uanish, cast it$6@2$ upon$4$ thy Nobles, it$6@1$ will$1$ make
005:01;070[E  ]| thee looke alwayes young like$4$ Apollo, and crye humpe: Prince
005:01;070[E  ]| am I none, yet am 
005:01;071[E  ]| I princely borne.
005:01;071[A  ]| Ha ha: saye Cornewall, didst thou euer see his like$0$?
005:01;071[C  ]| Not I, my lorde.
005:01;071['  ]| \Enter Lincolne, and Lord Maior.\
005:01;071[A V]| Lincolne, what newes with you?
005:01;071[B  ]| My gracious Lord, have care unto your*selfe,
005:01;071[B  ]| For$3$ there are traytors here.
005:01;071[X  ]| Traytors, where? who$6@2$?
005:01;071[E  ]| Traitors in$4$ my house? God forbid, where be my officers?
005:01;071[E  ]| I will spend my soule ere my king feele harme.
005:01;071[A  ]| Where is the traytor? Lincolne.
005:01;071[B  ]| Here he stands.
005:01;071[A  ]| Cornewall, lay hold Lacie: Lincolne, speake:
005:01;071[A  ]| What canst thou lay unto thy Nephewes charge?
005:01;071[B  ]| This my deere liege: your grace to$9$ do me honour,
005:01;071[B  ]| Heapt on$4$ the head of this degenerous boy,
005:01;071[B  ]| Desertlesse fauours, you made choise of him,
005:01;071[B  ]| To$9$ be commander ouer powers in$4$ France,
005:01;071[B  ]| But he
005:01;071[A  ]| Good Lincolne prythee pawse a while,
005:01;071[A  ]| Euen in$4$ thine eies I reade what thou wouldst speake,
005:01;071[A  ]| I know how Lacie did neglect our$6@1$ loue,
005:01;071[A  ]| Ranne himselfe deepely (in$4$ the highest degree)
005:01;071[A  ]| Into uile treason.
005:01;071[B  ]| Is he not a traytor?
005:01;071[A  ]| Lincolne, he was: now have we$6@1$ pardned him,
005:01;071[A  ]| It$6@1$ was not a base want of true ualors fire,
005:01;071[A  ]| That$6@1$ held him out of France, but loues desire.
005:01;071[B  ]| I will$1$ not beare his shame upon$4$ my backe.
005:01;071[A  ]| Nor shalt thou Lincolne, I forgiue you both.
005:01;072[B  ]| Then (good my liege) forbid the boy to$9$ wed
005:01;072[B  ]| One, whose meane birth will$1$ much disgrace his bed.
005:01;072[A  ]| Are they not married?
005:01;072[B  ]| No$7$ my Liege.
005:01;072[X  ]| We$6@2$ are.
005:01;072[A  ]| Shall I diuorce them then? O be it$6@1$ farre,
005:01;072[A  ]| That$3$ any hand on$4$ earth should dare untie,
005:01;072[A  ]| The sacred knot knit by$4$ Gods maiestie,
005:01;072[A  ]| I would not for$4$ my crown disioyne their hands,
005:01;072[A  ]| That$6@1$ are conioynd in$4$ holy nuptiall bands,
005:01;072[A  ]| How saist thou Lacy? wouldst thou loose thy Rose?
005:01;072[F  ]| Not for$4$ all Indias wealth, my soueraigne.
005:01;072[A  ]| But Rose I am sure her$2$ Lacie would forgoe.
005:01;072[Q  ]| If Rose were askt that$6@2$ question, she would say, no$7$.
005:01;072[A  ]| You heare them Lincolne.
005:01;072[B  ]| Yea my liege, I do.
005:01;072[A  ]| Yet canst thou find in$4$ thy heart to$9$ part these two?
005:01;072[A  ]| Who$6@2$ seeks, besides you, to$9$ diuource these louers?
005:01;072[D  ]| I do (my gracious Lord) I am her$2$ father.
005:01;072[A  ]| Sir Roger Oteley, our$6@1$ last Maior I think,
005:01;072[W  ]| The same my liege.
005:01;072[A  ]| Would you offend Loues lawes?
005:01;072[A  ]| Well, you shall have your wills, you sue to$4$ me,
005:01;072[A  ]| To$9$ prohibite the match: Soft, let me see,
005:01;072[A  ]| You both are married, Lacie, art thou not?
005:01;072[F  ]| I am, dread Soueraigne.
005:01;072[A  ]| Then upon$4$ thy life,
005:01;072[A  ]| I charge thee, not to$9$ call this woman wife.
005:01;072[D  ]| I thanke your grace.
005:01;072[Q  ]| O my most gratious Lord!
005:01;072['  ]| \kneele\
005:01;072[A V]| Nay Rose, neuer wooe me, I tell you true,
005:01;072[A  ]| Although as yet I am a batchellor,
005:01;072[A  ]| Yet I beleeue I shall not marry you.
005:01;073[Q  ]| Can you diuide the body from the soule,
005:01;073[Q  ]| Yet make the body liue?
005:01;073[A  ]| Yea, so$5@1$ profound?
005:01;073[A  ]| I cannot Rose, but you I must diuide:
005:01;073[A  ]| Faire maide, this bridegroome cannot be your bride.
005:01;073[A  ]| Are you pleasde \Lincolne\? \Oteley\, are you pleasde?
005:01;073[W  ]| Yes my Lord.
005:01;073[A  ]| Then must my heart be easde,
005:01;073[A  ]| For$3$ credit me, my conscience liues in$4$ paine,
005:01;073[A  ]| Til these whom I deuorcde be ioynd againe:
005:01;073[A  ]| Lacy, give me thy hand, Rose, lend me thine.
005:01;073[A  ]| Be what you would be: kisse now: so$5@2$, that$6@2$ is fine,
005:01;073[A  ]| At night (louers) to$4$ bed: now let me see,
005:01;073[A  ]| Which$6@2$ of you all mislikes this harmony?
005:01;073[D  ]| Will$1$ you then take from me my child perforce?
005:01;073[A  ]| Why tell me \Oteley\, shines not \Lacies\ name,
005:01;073[A  ]| As bright in$4$ the worldes eye, as the gay beames
005:01;073[A  ]| Of any citizen?
005:01;073[B  ]| Yea but my gratious Lord,
005:01;073[B  ]| I do mislike the match farre more than he,
005:01;073[B  ]| Her$2$ bloud is too too base.
005:01;073[A  ]| \Lincolne\, no$2$ more,
005:01;073[A  ]| Dost thou not know, that$3$ loue respects no$2$ bloud?
005:01;073[A  ]| Cares not for$4$ difference of birth, or state,
005:01;073[A  ]| The maide is yong, well borne, faire, uertuous,
005:01;073[A  ]| A worthy bride for$4$ any gentleman:
005:01;073[A  ]| Besides, your nephew for$4$ her$2$ sake did stoope
005:01;073[A  ]| To$4$ bare necessitie: and as I heare,
005:01;073[A  ]| Forgetting honors, and all courtly pleasures,
005:01;073[A  ]| To$9$ gaine her$2$ loue, became a shooemaker.
005:01;073[A  ]| As for$4$ the honor which$6@1$ he lost in$4$ France,
005:01;073[A  ]| Thus I redeeme it$6@2$: \Lacie\, kneele thee downe,
005:01;073[A  ]| Arise sir \Rowland Lacie\: tell me now,
005:01;074[A  ]| Tell me in$4$ earnest Oteley, canst thou chide?
005:01;074[A  ]| Seeing thy Rose a ladie and a bryde.
005:01;074[D  ]| I am content with what your Grace hath done.
005:01;074[B  ]| And I my liege, since there is no$2$ remedie.
005:01;074[A  ]| Come on$5$ then, all shake hands, I will have you frends,
005:01;074[A  ]| Where there is much loue, all discord ends,
005:01;074[A  ]| What sayes my mad Lord Maior to$4$ all this loue?
005:01;074[E P]| O my liege, this honour you have done to$4$ my fine
005:01;074[E  ]| iourneyman here, Rowland Lacie, and all these fauours which$6@1$
005:01;074[E  ]| you have showne to$4$ me this daye in$4$ my poore house, will$1$ make
005:01;074[E  ]| Simon Eyre liue longer by$4$ one dozen of warme summers more
005:01;074[E  ]| then he should.
005:01;074[A V]| Nay, my mad Lord Maior (that$6@2$ shall be thy name)
005:01;074[A  ]| If any grace of mine can length thy life,   
005:01;074[A  ]| One honour more I will do thee, that$6@2$ new building,
005:01;074[A  ]| Which$6@1$ at thy cost in$4$ Cornehill is erected,
005:01;074[A  ]| Shall take a name from us$6@1$, we$6@1$ will have it$6@2$ cald,
005:01;074[A  ]| The Leaden hall, because in$4$ digging it$6@2$,
005:01;074[A  ]| You found the lead that$6@1$ couereth the same.
005:01;074[E  ]| I thanke your Maiestie.
005:01;074[P  ]| God blesse your Grace.
005:01;074[A  ]| Lincolne, a word with you.
005:01;074['  ]| \Enter Hodge, Firke, Rafe, and more shoomakers.\
005:01;074[E P]| How now my mad knaues? Peace, speake softly, yonder
005:01;074[E  ]| is the king.
005:01;074[A V]| With the olde troupe which$6@1$ there we$6@1$ keepe in$4$ pay,
005:01;074[A  ]| We$6@2$ will$1$ incorporate a new supply:
005:01;074[A  ]| Before one summer more passe ore my head,
005:01;074[A  ]| France shall repent England was iniured,
005:01;074[A  ]| What are all those?
005:01;074[F  ]| All shoomakers, my Liege,
005:01;075[F  ]| Sometimes my fellowes, in$4$ their companies
005:01;075[F  ]| I liude as merry as an empror.
005:01;075[A  ]| My mad lord Mayor, are all these shoomakers?
005:01;075[E  ]| All Shooemakers, my Liege, all gentlemen of the Gentle
005:01;075[E  ]| Craft, true Troians, couragious Cordwainers, they all kneele
005:01;075[E  ]| to$4$ the shrine of holy saint Hugh.
005:01;075[X  ]| God saue your maiesty. all shoomaker.
005:01;075[A  ]| Mad Simon, would they any thing with us$6@1$?
005:01;075[E P]| Mum mad knaues, not a word, I will do it$6@2$, I warrant you. 
005:01;075[E  ]| They are all beggars, my Liege, all for$4$ themselues: and I for$4$ them
005:01;075[E  ]| all, on$4$ both my knees do intreate, that$3$ for$4$ the honor of poore
005:01;075[E  ]| Simon Eyre, and the good of his brethren these mad knaues, your
005:01;075[E  ]| Grace would uouchsafe some priuilege to$4$ my new Leden hall,
005:01;075[E  ]| that$3$ it$6@1$ may be lawfull for$4$ us$6@2$ to$9$ buy and sell leather there two
005:01;075[E  ]| dayes a weeke.
005:01;075[A V]| Mad Sim, I grant your suite, you shall have patent
005:01;075[A  ]| To$9$ hold two market dayes in$4$ Leden hall,
005:01;075[A  ]| Mondayes and Fridayes, those shall be the times:
005:01;075[A  ]| Will$1$ this content you?
005:01;075[X P]| Iesus blesse your Grace.
005:01;075[E  ]| In$4$ the name of these my poore brethren shoomakers, I
005:01;075[E  ]| most humbly thanke your Grace. But before I rise, seeing you
005:01;075[E  ]| are in$4$ the Giuing uaine, and we$6@2$ in$4$ the Begging, graunt Sim
005:01;075[E  ]| Eyre one boone more.
005:01;075[A  ]| What is it$6@1$ my Lord Maior?
005:01;075[E  ]| Uouchsafe to$9$ taste of a poore banquet that$6@1$ standes sweetely
005:01;075[E  ]| waiting for$4$ your sweete presence.
005:01;075[A V]| I shall undo thee Eyre, only with feasts,
005:01;075[A  ]| Already have I beene too troublesome,
005:01;075[A  ]| Say, have I not?
005:01;075[E P]| O my deere king, Sim Eyre was taken unawares upon$4$ a day
005:01;075[E  ]| of shrouing which$6@1$ I promist long ago to$4$ the prentises of London:
005:01;075[E  ]| for$3$ if it$6@1$ please your Highnes, in$4$ time past
005:01;076[E V]| I bare the water tankerd, and my coate
005:01;076[E  ]| Sits not a whit the worse upon$4$ my backe:
005:01;076[E  ]| And then upon$4$ a morning some mad boyes,
005:01;076[E  ]| It$6@1$ was Shrouetuesday o*eune as it$6@1$ is now,
005:01;076[E P]| Gaue me my breakfast, and I swore then by$4$ the stopple of my
005:01;076[E  ]| tankerd, if euer I came to$9$ be Lord Maior of London, I would
005:01;076[E  ]| feast all the prentises. This day (my liege) I did it$6@2$, and the slaues
005:01;076[E  ]| had an hundred tables fiue times couered, they are gone home
005:01;076[E  ]| and uanisht:
005:01;076[E V]| Yet adde more honour to$4$ the Gentle Trade,
005:01;076[E  ]| Taste of Eyres banquet, Simon is happie made.
005:01;076[A  ]| Eyre, I will$1$ taste of thy banquet, and will$1$ say,
005:01;076[A  ]| I have not met more pleasure on$4$ a day,
005:01;076[A  ]| Friends of the Gentle Craft, thankes to$4$ you all,
005:01;076[A  ]| Thankes my kind Ladie Mairesse for$4$ our$6@1$ cheere,
005:01;076[A  ]| Come Lordes, a while let us$6@2$ reuel it$6@2$ at home,
005:01;076[A  ]| When all our$6@2$ sports, and banquetings are done,
005:01;076[A  ]| Warres must right wrongs which$6@1$ Frenchmen have begun.