I do confesse my hardnesse broke his heart, For which, iust heaven hath giuen me punishment My daughter she is gone, I know not how, 285 Or in graue, 'tis yet vncertaine to me. O Maister Merry-thought these are the weights, Old mer. Why sir, I do forgiue you, and be merry, heart sir. With all my Old mer. Speake it againe, and hartely. He was as true as euer did fight. &c. 300 Sir, if you will forgiue him, clap their hands together, there's no more to be sad i'th' matter. Merch. I do, I do. Cit. I do not like this, peace boies, heare me one of you, euery bodies part is come to an end but 305 Raphes, and hee's left out. Boy. 'Tis long of your selfe sir, wee haue nothing to doe with his part. f. 297 Iollie] loly 1711, f. 301 sad] said Q, 303 this: 1778 W 306 'long Dy Enter Jasper. Cit. Raph come away, make on him as you haue done of the rest, boies come. Wife. Now good husband let him come out and die. 310 Cit. He shall Nel, Raph come away quickely and die boy. Boy. Twill be very vnfit he should die sir, vpon no occasion, and in a Comedy too. [77] Cit. Take you no care of that sir boy, is not his 315 part at an end, thinke you, when he's dead? come away Raph. Enter Raph, with a forked arrow through his head. Into Moldauia, where I gain'd the loue Of Pompana his beloued daughter : But yet prou'd constant to the blacke thum'd maide Yet liberall I was and gaue her pinnes, 320 325 330 335 308 away! 1778, f. make on ] Make an end on 1778, f. 1778, f. 311 Nell. 1778, 1778 W 309 boys; G And money for her fathers Officers, I then returned home, and thrust my selfe Lord of the May, where I did flourish it, 340 With skarfes and Rings, and Poesie in my hand, After this action, I preferred was, And chosen Citty Captaine at Mile-end, With hat and feather and with leading staffe, And train'd my men and brought them all of cleere Then comming home, and sitting in my Shop 350 To cheapen Aqua-vitae, but ere I Could take the bottle downe, and fill a taste, [78] Death caught a pound of Pepper in his hand, And sprinkled all my face and body ore, And in an instant vanished away. 355 Cit. 'Tis a pretty fiction i'faith. Raph. Then tooke I vp my Bow and Shaft in hand, Fare-well all you good boies in merry London, 365 My paine increaseth, I shall neuer more Hold open, whilst another pumpes both legs, 340 Posie 1750 posy 1778 Dy poesy W 365 increa 336 officers. 1711, f. 360 faint; 1778, f. Set vp a stake, o neuer more I shall, I die, flie, flie my soule to Grocers Hall. oh, oh, oh, &c. Wife. Well said Raph, doe your obeysance to the 370 Gentlemen and go your waies, well said Raph. Old mer. Exit Raph. Methinkes all we, thus kindly and vnexpectedly reconciled should not depart without a song. Merch. A good motion. 375 Cittiz. Come Nel, shall we go, the Plaies done. Wife. Nay by my faith George, I haue more manners then so, I'le speake to these Gentlemen first: I thanke you all Gentlemen, for your patience and 1778, f. 385 crying, Q2, f. [79] 390 countenane to Raph, a poore fatherlesse child, and if 395 I might see you at my house, it should go hard, but I would haue a pottle of wine and a pipe of Tabacco for you, for truely I hope you do like the youth, but I would bee glad to know the truth: I referre it to your owne discretions, whether you will applaud 400 him or no, for I will winke, and whilst you shall do what you will, I thanke you with all my heart, God giue you good night; come George. |