A Select Collection of Old English Plays, Volume 11
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A Select Collection of Old English Plays, Volume 11
English drama
LIGHT. So now I shall have a sight of my cousin gallant: he that hath
consumed £800 a year in as few years as he hath ears on his head: he
that was wont never to be found without three or four pair of red
breeches running before his horse or coach: he that at a meal hath had
more several kinds than, I think, the ark contained: he that was admired
by niters[365] for his robes of gallantry, and was indeed all that an
elder brother might be--prodigal; yet he, whose unthriftiness kept many
a house, is now glad to keep house in a house that keeps him, the poor
tenant of a porter. And see his appearance! I'll seem strange to him.
_Enter_ HADDIT, _in poor array_.
HAD. Cousin Lightfoot, how dost? welcome to the city.
LIGHT. Who calls me cousin? where's my cousin Haddit? he's surely
putting on some rich apparel for me to see him in. I ha' been thinking
all the way I came up, how much his company will credit me.
HAD. My name is Haddit, sir, and your kinsman, if parents may be
trusted; and therefore you may please to know me better when you see me
next.
LIGHT. I prythee, fellow, stay: is it possible thou shouldst be he? why,
he was the generous spark of men's admiration.
HAD. I am that spark, sir, though now raked up in ashes;
Yet when it pleaseth fortune's chaps to blow
Some gentler gale upon me, I may then
From forth of embers rise and shine again.
LIGHT. O, by your versifying I know you now, sir: how dost? I knew thee
not at first, thou'rt very much altered.
HAD. Faith, and so I am, exceeding much since you saw me last--about
£800 a year; but let it pass, for passage[366] carried away the most
part of it: a plague of fortune.
LIGHT. Thou'st more need to pray to Fortune than curse her: she may be
kind to thee when thou art penitent: but that, I fear, will be never.
HAD. O, no, if she be a woman, she'll ever love those that hate her.
But, cousin, thou art thy father's firstborn; help me but to some means,
and I'll redeem my mortgag'd lands, with a wench to boot.
LIGHT. As how, I pray thee?
HAD. Marry thus: Hog the usurer hath one only daughter.
LIGHT. Is his name Hog? It fits him exceeding well; for as a hog in his
lifetime is always devouring, and never commodious in aught till his
death; even so is he, whose goods at that time may be put to many good
uses.
HAD. And so I hope they shall before his death. This daughter of his
did, and I think doth, love me; but I, then thinking myself worthy of an
empress, gave but slight respect unto her favour, for that her parentage
seemed not to equal my high thoughts, puffed up----
LIGHT. With tobacco, surely.
HAD. No; but with as bad a weed--vainglory.
LIGHT. And you could now be content to put your lofty spirits into the
lowest pit of her favour. Why, what means will serve, man? 'Sfoot, if
all I have will repair thy fortune, it shall fly at thy command.
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