A Select Collection of Old English Plays, Volume 05
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A Select Collection of Old English Plays, Volume 05
English drama
I would my master had left
Some other to be his agent here:
'Faith, I am weary of the office already--
What, signor Tremomundo,
That rid a pilgrimage to beg cake-bread?
BASILISCO.
O, take me not unprovided; let me fetch my weapon.
PISTON.
Why, I meant nothing but a _basolus manus_.[417]
BASILISCO.
No? didst thou not mean to give me the privy stab?
PISTON.
No, by my troth, sir.
BASILISCO.
Nay, if thou hadst, I had not fear'd thee, I;
I tell thee, my skin holds out pistol-proof.
PISTON.
Pistol-proof? I'll try if it will hold out pin-proof.
[_Then he pricks him with a pin._
BASILISCO.
O, shoot no more; great god, I yield to thee.
PISTON.
I see his skin is pistol-proof, but[418] from
The girdle upward. What sudden agony was that?
BASILISCO.
Why, saw'st thou not how Cupid, god of love,
Not daring look me in the martial face,
Came like a coward, stealing after me,
And with his pointed dart prick'd my posteriors?
PISTON.
Then hear my opinion concerning that point:
The ladies of Rhodes, hearing that you have lost
A capital part of your lady-ware,
Have made their petition to Cupid
To plague you above all other,
As one prejudicial to their muliebrity.
Now, sir, Cupid seeing you already hurt before,
Thinks it a greater punishment to hurt you behind;
Therefore I would wish you to have an eye to the back-door.
BASILISCO.
'Sooth, thou say'st, I must be fenc'd behind:
I'll hang my target there.
PISTON.
Indeed, that will serve to bear off some blows.
When you run away in a fray.
BASILISCO.
Sirrah, sirrah, what art thou,
That thus encroachest upon my familiarity
Without special admittance?
PISTON.
Why, do you not know me? I am Erastus' man.
BASILISCO.
What, art thou that petty pigmy,
That challeng'd me at Rhodes,
Whom I refus'd to combat for his minority?
Where is Erastus? I owe him chastisement in Perseda's quarrel.
PISTON.
Do not you know, that they are all friends,
And Erastus married to Perseda,
And Erastus made governor of Rhodes,
And I left here to be their agent?
BASILISCO.
_O cælum, O terra, O maria_, Neptune!
Did I turn Turk to follow her so far?
PISTON.
The more shame for you.
BASILISCO.
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