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gap into the matter, he makes the maid to answer, Whoop, do me no harm, good man; puts him off, slights him, with Whoop, do me no harm, good 272 stra. Pol. This is a brave fellow. Clown. Believe me, thou talkest of an admirableconceited fellow. Has he any umbraided wares? Ser. He hath ribands of all the colours i'the rainbow; points, more than all the lawyers in Bohemia can learnedly handle, though they come to him by the gross; inkles, caddisses, cambricks, lawns : why, he sings them over, 'as they were gods or goddesses; you would think, a smock were a she-angel; he so chants to the sleeve-hand, and the work about the square on't. Clown. Pr'ythee, bring him in; and let him approach singing. Per. Forevvaru him, that he use no scurrilous words in his tunes. Clown. You have of these pedlers, that have more in 'em than you'd think, sister. Per. Ay, good brother, or go about to think. Enter AutoLycus, singing. Lawn, a r white as driven snow; Cyprus, black as e'er was crow ; Cloves, as sweet as damark roses; Marks for facer, and for mores; Bugle bracelet, necklace-amber, Perfume for a lady's chamber: Golden quoif, and stomacherr, For my lads to give their clears; Pius, and poking-sticks of steel, What maids lack from head to heel; Come, buy of me, come; come buy, come buy; Buy, lads, or else your larges crys Come, buy, etc.
Clown. If I were not in love with Mopsa, thou should'st take no money of me; but being enthrall'd as I am, it will also be the bondage of certain ribands and gloves. Mop. I was promised them against the feast; but they come not too late now. Dor. He hath promised you more than that, or there be liars. Mop. He hath paid you all he promised you: may be, he has paid you more; which will shame you to give him again. Clown. Is there no manners left among maids 2 will they wear their plackets, where they should bear their faces 2 Is there not milking-time, when you are going to bed, or kilnhole, to whistle off these secrets; but you must be tittle-tattling before all our guests? 'Tis well they are whispering : Clamour your tongues, and not a word more. Mop. I have done. . Come, you promised me a tawdry lace, and a pair of sweet gloves. Clown. Have I not told thee, hovv I was cozen'd by the way, and lost all my money? Aut. And, indeed, Sir, there are cozeners abroad; therefore it belloves men to be wary. Clown. Fear not thou, man, thou shalt lose nothing here. Aut. I hope so, Sir; for I have about me many parcels of charge. Clown. What hast here? ballads Mop. Pray now, buy some : I love a ballad in print, a'life; for then we are sure they are true. Aut. Here's one, to a very doleful tune, How a usurer's wife was brought to bed of twenty moneybags at a burden ; and how she long'd to eat adder's heads, and toads carbonado'd. Mop. Is it true, think you ?
Aut. very true; and but a month old. Dor. Bless me from marrying a usurer! Aut. Here's the midwife's name to't, one mistress Taleporter; and five or six homest wives' that were present: why should I carry lies abroad 2 Mop. Pray you now , buy it. Clown. Come on, lay it by : And let's first see more ballads; we'll buy the other things anon. Aut. Here's another ballad, Of a fish, that ap: pear'd upon the coast, on Wednesday the fourscore of April, forty thousand fathom above water, and sung this ballad against the hard hearts of maids: it was thought, she was a woman and was turn'd into a cold fish, for she would not exchange flesh with one that lov’d her: The ballad is very pitiful, aud as true. Dor. Is it true too, think you ? Aut. Five justices' hands at it; and witnesses, more than my pack will hold. Clown. Lay it by too: Another. Aut. This is a merry ballad; but a very pretty one. Mop. Let's have some merry ones. Aut. Why, this is a passing merry one; and goes to the tune of, Two maids wooing a man ; there's scarce a maid westward, but she sings it; 'tis in request, I can tell you. Mop. We can both sing it; if thou'lt bear a part, thou shalt hear; 'tis in three Parts. Dor, we had the tune on't a month ago. Aut. I can bear my part; you must know, 'tis my occupation: have at it with you.
A. Get you hence, for I must go;
M. Or thou go'st to the grange, or mill:
Clown. We'll have this song out anon by ourselves: My father and the gentlemen are in sad talk, and we'll not trouble them : Come, bring away thy pack after me. Wenches, I'll buy for you both : — Pedler, let's have the first choice. — Follow me, girls. 4ut. And you shall pay well for 'em. [Aside.
Will you buy any tape, Or lace for your cape, My dainty duck, my dear-af Any silk, any thread, Any toys for your head, Of the new'st, and fin'st, fins't wear-af Come to the pedler; - Money's a medler, That doth utter all men's wear-a. [Exeunt Clovyn, AutoLYcus, Doracas, and Mors A.
Enter a Servant.
Ser. Master, there is three carters, three shep. , herds, three meat - herds, three swine - herds, that have made themselves all men of hair; they call themselves saltiers: and they have a dance which the wenches say is a gallimaufry of gambols, because they are not in't ; but they themselves are
o'the mind; (if it be not too rough for some, that know little but bowling, ) it will please plentifully. Shep. Avvay ! we'll none on't ; here has been too much homely foolery already : — I know, Sir, we weary you. Pol. You weary those that refresh us; Pray, let's see these four threes of herdsmen. Ser. One three of them, by their own report, Sir, hath danced before the King; and mot the worst of the three, but jumps twelve foot and a half by the squire. Shep. Leave your prating; since these good men are pleased, let them come in ; but quickly movv. Ser. Why, they stay at door, Sir. [Exit.
Re-enter Servant, with twelve rusticks habited like
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