A Select Collection of Old English Plays, Volume 13Dodsley, Robert
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A Select Collection of Old English Plays, Volume 13
Dodsley, Robert
English drama
+Quart.+ We take a shilling, sir.
+Sale.+ It is no less.
+Sea.+ Pray God your fish be worth it.
What, is't a whale, you take so dear?
+Quart.+ It is a fish taken in the Indies.
+Ware.+ Pray despatch then, and show't us quickly.
+Sale.+ Pray, forbear: you'd have your head broke, cobbler.
+Ware.+ Yonder is my nephew in his old gallantry.
+Sea.+ Who's there too? my wife
And Mistress Holland! Nay, I look'd for them.
But where's my wise son?
+Ware.+ Mass, I see not him.
+Quart.+ Keep out, sir.
+Sale.+ Waterman, you must not enter.
[_+Cypher+ presses in like a waterman._
+Quart.+ This is no place for scullers.
+Cyph.+ I must needs speak
With one Master Plotwell----
+Quart.+ You must stay.
+Sale.+ Thrust him out.
+Cyph.+ ----and one Master Seathrift
On urgent business.
+Sale.+ They are yet employ'd
In weightier affairs. Make fast the door.
[_They thrust him out._
+Quart.+ There shall no more come in. Come in, boy.
+Sea.+ Don't they speak as if my son were in the room?
+Ware.+ Yes, pray observe and mark them.
+Quart.+ Gentlemen
And gentlewomen, you now shall see a sight
Europe never show'd the like. Behold this fish!
[_Draws a curtain; behind it +Timothy+ asleep
like a strange fish._
+Mis. Hol.+ O Strange! Look How It Sleeps!
+Bright.+ Just like a salmon upon a stall in Fish
Street.
+Mis. Sea.+ How it snorts too! just like my husband.
+Ware.+ 'Tis very like a man.
+Sea.+ 'T has such a nose and eyes.
+Sale.+ Why, 'tis, a man-fish;
An ocean centaur, begot between a siren
And a he stock-fish.
+Sea.+ Pray, where took ye him?
+Quart.+ We took him strangely in the Indies, near
The mouth of Rio de la Plata, asleep
Upon the shore, just as you see him now.
+Mis. Hol.+ How say ye, asleep!
+Ware.+ How! Would he come to land?
+Sea.+ 'Tis strange a fish should leave his element!
+Quart.+ Ask him what things the country told us.
+Sale.+ You
Will scarce believe it now. This fish would walk you
Two or three mile o' th' shore sometimes; break houses,
Ravish a naked wench or two (for there
Women go naked), then run to sea again.
+Quart.+ The country has been laid,[226] and warrants granted
To apprehend him.
+Ware.+ I do suspect these fellows:
They lie as if they had patent for it.
+Sea.+ The company,
Should every one believe his part, would scarce
Have faith enough among us.
+Ware.+ Mark again.
+Sale.+ The States of Holland would have bought him of us,
Out of a great design.
+Sea.+ Indeed!
+Sale.+ They offer'd a thousand dollars.
+Quart.+ You cannot enter yet. [_Some knock._
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