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
+Luc.+ What should I resolve?
+Aur.+ To marry me for the safeguard of your credit, and that
suddenly; for I have made a vow that, unless you will do it
without delay, I'll not have you at all.
+Luc.+ Some politician counsel me! There's no such torment to a
woman, though she affect a thing ever so earnestly, yet to be
forced to it.
+Aur.+ What, are you agreed?
+Luc.+ Well, you are a tyrant, lead on: what must be, must
be; but if there were any other way in the earth to save my
reputation, I'd never have thee.
+Aur.+ Then I must do you a courtesy against your will. [_Exeunt._
_Enter +Petrucio+ and +Cook+._
+Pet.+ Come, honest cook, let me see how thy imagination has
wrought, as well as thy fingers, and what curiosity thou hast
shown in the preparation of this banquet; for gluttoning
delights to be ingenious.
+Cook.+ I have provided you a feast, sir, of twelve dishes,
whereof each of them is an emblem of one of the twelve signs in
the Zodiac.
+Pet.+ Well said! Who will now deny that cookery is a mystery?
+Cook.+ Look you, sir, there is the list of them.
+Pet.+ Aries, Taurus, Gemini; good: for Aries, a dish of
lamb-stones and sweet-breads; for Taurus, a sirloin of beef;
for Gemini, a brace of pheasants; for Cancer, a buttered crab;
for Libra, a balance--in one scale a custard, in the other a
tart--that's a dish for an alderman; for Virgo, a green salad;
for Scorpio, a grand one; for Sagittarius, a pasty of venison;
for Aquarius, a goose; for Pisces, two mullets. Is that all?
+Cook.+ Read on, sir.
+Pet.+ And in the middle of the table, to have an artificial
hen, made of puff-paste, with her wings displayed, sitting upon
eggs composed of the same materials; where in each of them
shall be enclosed a fat nightingale, well seasoned with pepper
and amber-grease.[350] So then will I add one invention more
of my own; for I will have all these descend from the top of my
roof in a throne, as you see Cupid or Mercury in a play.
+Cook.+ That will be rare indeed, sir! [_Exit._
_Enter +Duke+ and +Leonardo+._
+Pet.+ See, the guests are come; go, and make all ready.
Gentles, you are welcome.
+Duke.+ Is the Antiquary arrived, or no? can you tell, sir?
+Pet.+ Not yet, but I expect him each minute--
_Enter +Antiquary+._
See, your word has charmed him hither already!
+Duke.+ Signior, you are happily encountered, and the rather,
because I have good news to tell you: the Duke has been so
gracious as to release his demand for your antiquities.
+Ant.+ Has he? You have filled me all over with spirit, with
which I will mix sixteen glasses of wine to his health, the
first thing I do. Would I knew his highness, or had a just
occasion to present my loyalty at his feet!
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