English drama -- Early modern and Elizabethan, 1500-1600
_Host_. There's so many swaggerers; but alasse, how fel ye out?
_Scil_. By the welkin, I gave him not a foule word; first he calles me
foole, then he makes a full blowe at my body, and if, by good chance, I
had not warded it with my head, he might have spoild me.
_Enter Prentices_.
_Host_. There, there my fine fil-pots; give the word as you passe; anon,
anon, sir anon; heere and there in the twinckling, looke well at the
barre, there again my little Mercuries, froath them up to the brimme,
and fill as tis needeful; if their Pates be full of Wine let your
Pottles be three quarters; trip and goe, here and there; now, my brave
Lad, wash thy woundes with good Wine; bidde am welcom, my little Sybil;
put sugar in his hole there, I must in to my guests; sleepe soundly till
morning; Canarie is a Jewell, and a Figge for Browne-bastard.[236]
[_Exit_.
_Hostes_. Gentlemen, ye are welcom, though my husband be a little
talkative, yet truly he is an unreasonable honest man, yee shall finde
his words and his sayings all one.
_Scil_. I thinke no less, yet I would desire to enter as time and place
shall serve.
_Hostes_. Ile lead the way forsooth.
_Phy_. Nay, pray ye, Hostesse, a word. I say little, but i'me sure I
have sustained the most wrong; by this light, I had rather he had broke
my head in three places; I pray you lend me a brush, hee has put my hat
quite out of fashion.
_Host_. That shall ye sir, a brush there, hoe!
_Enter[237] Boss, with the dog_.
_Bos_. _Salve, sis salvus_. I pray yee which of you five is Hostis of
this house?
_Boy_. That's easily discernd, for foure weare breeches.
_Bos_. Nere the sooner for that, my diminitive youth, for women now
adaies weare breeches as well as men; mary, the difference lies in the
bawble.
_Hostis_. Well, sir, to open the truth, I am the Hostesse.
_Bos_. The fruit is known, by the Tree at the first view, as the Author
writes, learnedly; come _basilus manus_.[238]
_Scil_. This kissing becomes a Gentleman, ile use it sure.[239]
_Bos_. Secondly, Mistris Hostesse, I would know what lodging ye have for
my Lady and her traine.
_Hostis_. What will serve your turne, sir?
_Bos_. Ile call my selfe to account and specifie thus: my Lady and her
Dogge, that's two visible; then there's the Dogge and my Lady, thats
four invisible; then there's my Ladies dogge and I, quoth the dogge,
that's six; then theres sequence of three, viz., the Dogge, and I, and
my Lady; then there's a pair of Knaves, viz., the Dogge & my selfe & my
Lady turnd up; viz., my Lady sequence of three, a paire of Knaves and my
Lady, turn'd up to play upon:--we can have no less than five beds.
_Hostis_. Truely you must lye close together (the Servants I meane), for
I am so thrust with Guest I [c]an hardly spare so many.
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