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A68468 Your fiue gallants As it hath beene often in action at the Black-friers. Written by T. Middleton. Middleton, Thomas, d. 1627. 1608 (1608) STC 17907; ESTC S110014 44,456 72

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Goldst. What reckon I a Sattin gowne or two If she were wise 2 Curt. Life my Ring sir come Goldst. Haue you the face yfaith 2. Curt. Giue me my Ring Goldst. Prethee hence by this light you get none on 't 2. Curt. How Goldst. I hold your fauours of more pure esteeme Then to part from 'em faith I doe How ere you thinke of me 2. Curt. Push pray sir Gold Harke you go too you haue lost much by vnkindnesse goe your wayes 2. Curt. Sfoot Gold But yet there 's no time past you may redeeme it 2. Curt. Come I cannot misse it ifaith beside the Gentleman that bestowde it on me swore to me it cost him twenty nobles Goldst. Twenty nobles pox of twenty nobles But you must cost me more you pritty villaine Ah you little roague 2. Curt. Come come I know y' are but in iest Gold In iest no you shall see 2. Curt. No way will get it As good giue it him now and hope for some-what Gold True loue made iest 2. Curt. I did but trye thy faith how fast thou 'dst hold it Now I see a woman may venture worthy fauours to thy trust and haue 'em truly kept and I protest had I drawn 't from thee I should nere ha lou'de thee I know that Gold Sfoote I was nere so wrongd in my life Thinke you I am in iest with you what with my loue I could finde lighter subiects you shall see And time will shew how much you iniure me 2. Curt. The Ring wer 't thrice worth I freely giue For I know you will requite it Gold Will I liue 2. Curt. Ynough Gold Why this was well come off now Where 's my old Seruingman not yet returnde Oh heere he peepes now sirrah 1. May it please your worship they 're done artificially yfaith boy Gold Both the great Beakers 1 Both Lad Gold Iust the same size 1. I and the markes as iust Gold So fall off respectiuely now 1. My Lord desires your worship of all loue Gold His Lordship must hold me excusd till morning I le not breake company to night Where sup wee Gallants Pursn. At Mar-maide Gold Sup there who list I haue forsworne the house 1. Seruing For the truth is this plot must take effect At Miter Goold. Faith I me indifferent Bung. So are we Gentlemen Pursu. Name the place maister Goldstone Goldst. Why the Miter in my minde For neate attendance diligent boyes and push excels it faire All Agreed the Miter then Boye some goodnesse toward the Boyes whipt away Fitsg. The Iewell heart the Iewell Goldst. How now sir what mou'de you Fitsg. Nothing sir a spice of poetrie a kinde a furie A disease runs among Schollers Goldst. Masse it made you stampe Fitsg. Whoo till make some stampe and stare make a strange noyse Curse sweare beate Tire-men and kick players boyes The effects are very fearfull Pursn. Blesse me from 't Fitsg. Oh you need not feare it sir hell of this luck Goldst. Harke hee 's at it againe Pur. Some pageant plot or some deuice for the Tilt-yeard Disturbe him not Fitsg. How can I gaine her loue when I haue lost her fauour Goldst. What money hast about thee Purs. Looke you sir I must be faine to pawne a faire Stone here for ordinary expences a pox of my tennants I giue 'em twenty dayes after the quarter and they cut out forty Frip. Why you might take the forfeiture of their leases then Gold I know I might but what 's their course the roagues comes me vp all together with Geese and Capons and petitions in pigs shoutes which would moue any man yfaith were his stomack nere so great and to see how pittifully the pullen will looke it makes me after relent and turne my anger into a quick fire to roast 'em nay toucht and spare it not Frip. T is right well what do's your worship borrow of this sir Goldst. The Stone 's twenty nobles Frip. Nay hardly Gold As I am a right Gentleman Frip. It comes neere it indeed well here 's fiue pound in gold vpon 't Gold T will serue and the Ring safe and secret Frip. As a Virgins Gold I wish no hyer what Gallants are you constant Does the place hold All The Miter Goldst. Sir in regard of our continued boldnesse trouble which loue to your Musick hath made vs guilty of shal we intreate your worships company with these sweete Ladies your profest Schollers to take part of a poore Supper with my selfe and these Gentlemen at the Miter Frip. Pray maister Primere Pursn. I beseech you sir let it be so Pri. Oh pardon me sweet Gentlemen the worlds apt to censure I haue the charge of them they 'r left in trust they 'r Virgins and I dare not hazard their fames the least touch mars 'em and what would their right worshipfull parents thinke if the report should flie to them that they were seene with Gentlemen in a Tauerne Gold All this may be preuented what serues your coach for They may come coacht and maskt Pri. You put me too 't sir Yet I must say agen I feare the Drawers And Vintners boyes will be familier with them And thinke 'em Mistresses Pursn. There are those places where respect seemes slighter More censure is belonging to the Miter you know that sir Pri. Gentlemē you preuaile Gol. Wee l all expect you there Pri. And wee le not faile Frip. The diuil wil nere dissemble with them so as you for thē Gold Come sir Frip. What else le ts go Exeunt Enter whore-Gallant Pri. How cheere you sir Taylb. Faith like the Moone more bright Decreast in body but re-made in light Here thou shalt share some of my brightnesse with me Pri. By my faith they are comfortable beames sir 1. Cur. Come where haue you spent the time now from my sight I me iealious of thy action Taylb. Push I did but walke a turne or two in the garden 1. Curt. What made you there Taylb. Nothing but cropt a flower 1. Cur. Some womans honor I beleeue Taylb. Foh is this a womans honor 1. Curt. Much about one When both are pluckt their sweetnesse is soone gon Taylb. Prethe be true to me 1. Cur. When did I faile Taylb. Yet I am euer doubtfull that your sinne 1. Cur. I do account the world but as my spoile to adorne thee My loue is artificiall to all others But purity to thee dost thou want gold Here take this chaine of pearle supply thy selfe Be thou but constant firme and iust to mee Rich heires shall want ere want come neere to thee Taylb. Vpon thy lip I seale sincerity Exit 2. Cur. Was this your vowe to mee Taylb. Pox what 's a kisse to be quite rid of her shee 's sued so long I was ashamde of her t was but her cheeke I kist neither to saue her longing 2. Cur. T is not a kisse I weigh Taylb Had you weighed this T'ad lackt aboue fiue ounces of a true one No kisse that ere
weighed lighter 2. Cur. T is thy loue that I suspect Taylb. My loue why by this what shall I sweare by 2. Cur. Sweare by this iewell keepe thy oth keepe that Tayl. By this iewell then no creature can bee perfect in my loue but thy deere selfe 2. Cur. I rest Tayl. Ha ha ha le ts laugh at em sweete soule Nou. I they may laugh at me I was a nouice and beleiude your oths Taylb. Why what do you thinke of me make I no difference Turne seauen yeares prostitution and seauen daies Why you 're but in the waine of a maide yet You wronge my health in thinking I loue them Do not I know their populous imperfections Why they cannot liue till Easter let em shew The fairest side to 'th world like hundreds more whose clothes E'en stand vpright in siluer when theire bodie Are ready to drop through em such there be They may deceiue the world they nere shall mee Nou Forgiue my doubts and for some satisfaction were this ring From which I vow de nere but to the to part Tayl. With which thou euer bindst me to thy heart Exeunt Enter Fitsgraue Fitsg. My pocket pickt this was no brothel-house A musick schoole damnation has fine shapes I paide inoug for 'th song I haue lost a iewell To me more pretious then their soules to them That gaue consent to filch it I le hunt hard Wast time and money trace and wheele about But I wil find these secret mischiefes out-how now what 's he Oh a seruant to my loue being thus disguizde I le learne some newes now sir you belong to me 1. I Do sir but I cannot stay to say so nay good sir detaine me not I am going in al hast to enquire or lay waite for a chain of pearle nimd out of her pocket the fift of Nouember a dismall day Fitsg. Ha a chaine of pearle saist thou 1. A chaine of pearle sir which one Maister Fitsgraue a gentleman and a suiter fastned vpon her as a pleadge of his loue Fitsg. Ha 1. Vrge me no more I haue no more to say Your friend Ieronimo Bedlam Exit Fitsg. Thou' rt a mad fellow indeed some comfort yet That 's hers is missing too I feele my soule at much more ease both stolne When griefes haue partners they are better borne Exit Taylb. Oh the parting of vs twaine Enter Whore Gal. Hath causde me mickle paine and I shall nere be married Vntill I see my muggle againe New Hist Pri. Ha New The nimble gentleman in the clestiall stockins Pri. Has the best smock fortune to be belou'd of women Valle loo lo lille lo lilo vallee loo lee lo lillo Taylb. Vallee loo lo lillee lilo Vallee loo le lo lil'o New Ah sweete gentleman he keepes it vp stately Pri. Well held ifaith sir masse and now I remember too I thinke you nere saw my little banquiting box aboue since I alterd it Taylb. Why haue you alterd that Pri. Oh diuinely sir the pictuers are all new run ouer againe Taylb. Fie Pri. For what had the painter done thinke you drew mee Venus naked which is the grace of a mans Roome you know when he had done drew a number of Oken-leaues before her had not lawne beene a hundred times softer made a better shew and beene more gentlewoman like Taylb. More ladie-like a great dea'e Pri. Come you shall see how t is alterd now I do not thinke but you 'le like her Exit Pri. Where be your liueries Enter all at once 1. They attend without Pri. Go call the Coach Gentlemen you haue exceld in kindnesse as we in bouldnesse Taylb. So you thinke amisse sir Go. Kind Ladies we commit you to sweete dreames Our selues vnto the fortune of the dice dice ho 1. Cur. You rest firme mine Taylb. E'en al my soule to thee 2. Cur. You keepe your vowes Tayl. Why do I breathe or see Nou. Is your loue constant Tayl. I to none but these now gon I now I loue nor them nor thee slife I should be cloide should I loue one in three Purs. Oh here 's maister Bowser now Fitsg. Saue you sweete Gentlemen Taylb. Sweete maister Bowser welcome Pursu. When come these dice Within Anon anon fir Pursu. Yet anon anon sir Go. Hast thou showne art in em 1. You shall be iudge sir here be the Tauerne Beakers And here peepe out the fine Alchimy knaues looking like wel sir most of our Gallants that seeme what they are not Go. Peace villaine am not I in presence 1. Why that puts me in minde of the iest sir Goldst. Agen you quarter her 1. Nay compare 'em and spare 'em not Gold The bignesse of the bore iust the same size The markes no difference away put money in thy pocket and offer to draw in vpon the least occasion 1. I am no babe sir Gold Hist 1. What 's the matter now Gold Giue me a paire of false Dice ere you goe 1. Pax on 't you 're so troublesome too you cannot remember a thing before if I stay a little longer I shall be staid anon Vint. Here be Dice for your worships Pursn. Oh come come Gold The Vintner himselfe Ilo shift away these beakers by a slight Vint. Maister Goldstone Gold How now you coniuring raskall Vint. Blesse your good worship you 're in humors me thinks Gold Humors say that agen Vint. I said no such wond sir would I had my beakers out on 's fingers Gold What 's thy name Vintner Vint. Iack and please your worship Gol. Turne Knight like thy companions scoundrell liue vpō vsury weare thy gilt spurs at thy girdle for feare of slubbering Vint. O no I hope I shall haue more grace then so sir Pray let me helpe your worship Gold Cannot I push 'em together without your helpe Vint. O I beseech your worship they 're the two standards of my house Gold Standards there lie your Standards Vint. Good your worship I am glad they are out of his fingers my wife shall lock 'em vp presently they shall see no sunne this twelue-months day for this trick Gold Let me come to the sight of your Standards agen Vint. Your worship shall pardon mee now you shall not see em in hast I warrant yee Gold I do not desire 't ha ha Bow Why maister Goldstone Gold I am for you Gallants Maister Boxeer cry you mercy sir why supt you from vs Bou. Faith sir I met with a couple of my fellow pupils at Vniuersitie so we renew'd our acquaintance supt together Gold Fie that 's none of the newest fashion I must tell you that maister Bouser you must neuer take acquaintance of any ath ' Vniuersity when you are at London nor any of London when you 're at Vniuersity you must be more forgetfull yfaith euery place ministers his acquaintance aboundantly Bun. He tels you true sir Gold I warrant you here 's a Gentleman will nere commit such an absurdity Bun. Who I no 't is well knowne if I be
thirty heer 's no place for players so if your yeares rise to aboue 〈…〉 ty ther 's no roome for old lechers Tabl. and that 's the reason all roomes are taken vp for young Temp'ers Ia. y' are in the right sir Talb. pize on t I pawnd a good beuer hat to maister Frip last night Iacke I feele the want of it now harke whos 's that knockes 1. Is maister Taylbee stirring Ia. What 's your pleasure with him he walks here i th hall 1. Giue your worship good morrow Taylb. Welcome honest lad 1. A letter from my mistresse Taylb. Whos 's the mistresse 1. Mistresse new blocke Taylb. Mistress new-blocke my sincere loue how do's she 1. Faith onely ill the want of your sight Taylb. Alasse deere sweet Iu'e had such buisines I protest I nere stood still since I saw her 1. She has sent your worship a Beuer hat heere with a band best in fashion Taylb. How shall I requite this deere soule 1. T it not a thing fit for mee to tell you sir for I haue three yeares to serue yet your worship knowes how I warrant you Talb. I know the drift of her letter and for the Beuer say I accept it highly 1 Oh shee will be a proud woman of that sir Tayl. And harke thee tell thy mistresse as l m'e a Gentleman I le dispatch her out of hand the first thing I do a my credit canst thou remember these words now 1. Yes siras you are a Gentleman you 'le dispatch her out of hand the first thing you do Tayl. Ia my credit 1. Oh of your credit I thought not of that fir Taylb. Remember that good boy 1 Feare it not now fir Tayl I dreamt to nighe Iacke I should haue a secret supply out a' th Citty Ia. Your dreame craules out partly well sir what newes there now Enter another 1. I haue an arrant no maister Taylbee Iacke Yonder walks my maister 2. Mistres Tiffany commends her to your worship and h 'as sent you your ten pound in gold backe gaine and sayes shee cannot furnish you of the same Lawne you desire till after all hollantide Tayl. Thanke her she would let me vnderstand so much ha ha this wench wil liue why this was sent like a worke woman now the rest are borchers to her faith I commend her cunning shee s a foole that makes her seruant fellowe to her heart it robs her of respect dams vp all duty keepes her in awe e'en of the slaue shee keepes This takes a wise course I commend her more Sends back the gold I neuer sawe before Well women are my best friends ifaith Takes lands giue me good legs Firme back white hand black eye browne haire And ad but to these fiue a comly stature Let others liue by art and I by nature Exit Enter Goldstone calling Mrister Bowser Go. Maister Bowser Maistr Bowser ha ha ho maister Bowser Fusg Holla Gol. What not out of thy kennel Maister Bowser Fitsg. Maister Goldstone your an early Gallant sir Gol. A faire cloake yonder ifaith by my troth a bed Maister Bowser you remember your promise well ore night Fitsg. Why what 's a clock sir Go. Do you aske that now why the chimes are spent at Saint Brides Fitsg. T is a Gentlemans houre saith Maister Goldstone I le bee ready in a trice Gol. Away there 's no trust to you Fits Faith I le come instantly Gold Nay chuse whether you will or no by my troth your cloake shall goe before you Fits Nay Maister Goldstore I ha sworke do you heare sir Gol. Away away faith I me angry with you pox a bed now I me ashamde of it Fits Foote my cloake my cloake Maister Goldstone slife what meant you by this sir you 'le bring it back agen I hope no not yet by my troth I care very little for such kinde of iesting me thinkes this familiarity now extends a little too far vnlesse it be a new fashion come forth this morning secreetly yesterday t would haue showne vnmannerly and sawcily I scarce know yet what to thinke on 't well there 's no great profit in standing in my shirt I le on with my cloathes has bound mee to follow the suite my cloakes a stranger hee was made but yesterday I do not loue to trust him alone in company Exit Enter Frip. Frip. What may I coniecture of this Goldstone hee has not onely pawnde to me this cloake but the verie Diamond and Saphire which I bestowde vpon my new loue at Maister Primeroes house the cloakes new and comes fitly to do me great grace at a wedding this morning to which I was solemnly enuited I can continue change more thē the proudest Gallant of em all yet neuer bestowe pennie of my selfe my pawnes do so kindly furnish mee but the sight of these iewells is able to cloy me did I not preserue my stomack the better for the wedding dinner a guift could neuer haue come in a more patient houre nor to be better disgested is she prou'd false but I le not fiet to day no chafe my bloud Enter Pursnet Pursu. Ha yonder goes Bowser the place is fit boy stand with my horse at Corner I owe you for a Pinck 3. inches deepe sir Frip. On o o Pursn. Take that in part of payment for Coome-parke Frip. On o o Exit Enter Fitsgraue Fitsg. How now whos 's this sfoote one of our Gallants knockt downe like a Calfe is there such a plauge of em here at London they begun to knock em at h head already Frip. Oh Maister Bowser pray rend me your hand sir I am slaine Fits Slaine and aliue oh cruell execution What man so sauage-spirited durst presume To strike downe sattin on two taffeties cut Or lift his hand against a beuer hat Frip Some toague that owes me money and had no other meanes To a wedding dinner I must be d'est myself me thinkes Fit'g. How why this my cloake life how came my cloake hether Frip. Is it yours sir Maister Goldstone pawnde it to me this morning fresh and ●a●●ing and borrowed fiue pound vpon 't Fits How pawnde it pray let me neare out this story come and I le lend you to the next barbers-surgeons pawnde my cloake Enter Goldst●and Gall Bung. How now Mar●aduke what 's the wager Marm. Nay my care is at end sir now I am come to the sight of you my mistris your couzin entreates you to take part of a dinner with her at home at her house and bring what Gentleman you please to accompany you Bun. Thanke my sweet couze I le munch with her say Mar. I le tell her so Bun. Marmaduke Mar. Sir Bun. Will there be any stock-fish thinkst thou Mar. How sir Bun. Tell my couze I 'ue a great appetite to stock-fish ifaith Maister Goldstone I le intreate you to bee the gentleman that shall accompany me Gold No● me sir Bung. You sir Bung By my troth concluded what state beares thy couze ●irrah Bung. Oh a