A Select Collection of Old English Plays, Volume 11
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A Select Collection of Old English Plays, Volume 11
English drama
RON. How his imagination
Boils, and works in all things he ever saw or heard!
TRIN. At gleek? content.
A murnival of aces, gleek of knaves:
Just nine apiece. Sir, my grey Barbary
'Gainst your dun cow, three train cents and th' course,
For fifty pound. As I am a gentleman,
I'll meet next cocking, and bring a haggard[319] with me,
That stoops as free as lightning,[320] strikes like thunder.
I lie? my reputation, you shall hear on't.
O brave Albumazar!
RON. He'll grow stark mad, I fear me.
TRIN. Now I know
I am perfectly transform'd; my mind incites me
To challenge some brave fellow for my credit;
And, for more safety, get some friend in private
To take the business up in peace and quiet.
RON. Signior Antonio!
TRIN. There's not a crumb of Trincalo
In all this frame but the love of
Armellina: Were't not for thee, I'd travel, and [come] home again,
As wise as I went over.
RON. Signior Antonio! welcome ten thousand times:
Bless'd be the heavens and seas for your return.
TRIN. I thank you, sir: Antonio is your servant,
I am glad to see you well--
Fie! I kiss your hands, and thus accost you.
RON. This three months all your kindred, friends, and children,
Mourn'd for your death.
TRIN. And so they well might do,
For five days I was under water; and, at length,
Got up and spread myself upon a chest,
Rowing with arms, and steering with my feet;
And thus, in five days more, got land. Believe it,
I made a most incredible escape
And safe return from Barbary. At your service.
RON. Welcome ten thousand times from Barbary;
No friend more glad to see Antonio
Than I: nor am I thus for hope of gain;
But that I find occasion to be grateful
By your return. Do you remember, sir,
Before you went, as I was once arrested,
And could not put in bail, you, passing by,
Lent me ten pound, and so discharg'd the debt?
TRIN. Yes, yes, as well as 'twere but yesterday.
RON. Oft have I waited at your house with money
And many thanks; but you were still beyond seas.
Now am I happy of this fair occasion
To testify my honest care to you;
For you may need it.
TRIN. Sir, I do indeed,
Witness my treasure cast away by shipwreck.
RON. Here, sir.
TRIN. Is the gold good? for mine was good I lent you.
RON. It was, and so is this. Signior Antonio, for this courtesy
Call me your servant. [_Exit._
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