A Select Collection of Old English Plays, Volume 06
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A Select Collection of Old English Plays, Volume 06
English drama
LENTULO.
Then, thou merry companion, thou whoreson frank franion,
Why hast thou abused the law?
What, good skipjack, in faith with thwick-thwack your bones I will claw.
Come about, sir knave.
PENULO.
Cot's my passion, what a merry mate have we here?
LENTULO.
Give me your hand, sir: faith, I was bold to brush the dust out
of your gear.
Pray, sir, tell me: they say in the country 'tis a common guise,
That gentlemen now-a-days cannot see with both eyes.
PENULO.
It's a lie, knave: I know[95] few gentlemen blind.
LENTULO.
No, sir? what will you lay, and I can find
One with a wet finger[96], that is stark blind?
PENULO.
It may be so, but I think thou canst not.
LENTULO.
Will you lay? do wager on it.
PENULO.
What should I lay?
Thou hast no money, I am sure, to pay.
LENTULO.
No, faith, sir; but I'll tell you what our wager shall be;
Because I am not able to lay any money,
I'll lay three round raps on the ribs with my cudgel here.
PENULO.
Soft, let me look first if there be no blind man near.
Content, i'faith: that bargain shall stand.
LENTULO.
Then, sir, I must be so bold as to search your purse out of hand.
PENULO.
My purse, sir? wherefore?
LENTULO.
By my troth, sir, no more but to try,
If you be not as blind a gentleman in the purse as I.
PENULO.
I use not to carry my money in a purse.
LENTULO.
All in a pocket? well, never a whit the worse;
I must search your pocket.
PENULO.
What, if it be elsewhere?
LENTULO.
Wheresoever it is, I must seek out this gear,
I'll not lose my wager, that's certain.
Very well, sir; will you put me to pain?
PENULO.
Have I never a weapon?--I'll look--I pray thee, be content.
LENTULO.
You shall have your wager, sir, as it was meant.
PENULO.
Hold thy hands, good fellow: I'll do anything for thee.
I perceive a wise man of a fool overtaken may be.
LENTULO.
Thou blind gentleman! unless it be for my commodiosity,
I'll teach thee to be blind, and go so bravely.
PENULO.
I'll do anything for thee, if thou strike me no more,
Because I perceive thou art almost as poor
As myself am, and yet there is somewhat in thee:
I'll prefer thee to a service in the Court presently.
LENTULO.
Ha! wilt thou do so?
PENULO.
That I will.
LENTULO.
Wilt thou do so, indeed?
Swear to me by thy ten commandments in thy creed.
PENULO.
I do so.
LENTULO.
Troth, then, we are friends: say nothing, I pray,
And you shall see me prove a rank runaway.
Why, when a man may be a courtier, and live at ease,
Should a' not leave his old master to please?
Sirrah blind gentleman, we two blind gentlemen, and [you] do
as thou promis'd here,
Perhaps I may be as good to thee as two pots of beer.
I'll go with thee, i'faith; gaw, let's be gone.
PENULO.
Soft; tarry a while: I'll go with thee anon.
_Enter_ ARMENIO.
ARMENIO.
How thinkest thou, Penulo, am I not provided now?
LENTULO.
I warrant, sir, a' shall have a cold pull of you,
And a' begin to make another brawl.
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