Beaumont and Fletcher's Works, Vol. 09 of 10Fletcher, John
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Beaumont and Fletcher's Works, Vol. 09 of 10
Fletcher, John
English drama
_Foro._ A very necessary one, the Me[s]s
And half of suitors, that attend to usher
Their Loves sir-reverence to your daughter, wait
With one consent, which can best please her eye;
In offering at a Dance, I have provided
Musick. And, 'twill be something I dare promise
Worthy your laughter, Shall they have admittance?
_Host._ By any means, for I am perswaded the manner will be so
Ridiculous, that it will confirm the assurance of their
Miserable fooleries, but no longer trouble with 'em here,
Than they are in these May-games.
_Foro._ So I am resolv'd.
_Hostess._ Nor any wise word of senceless love.
_Foro._ Not any; I have charm'd them, Did you see
How they prepar'd themselves? how they stroak up
Their foretops, how they justle for the Looking-glass,
To set their faces by it; [_See they Muster._
You would look for some most impossible antick.
_Enter_ Tailor, Dancer, Mule-driver, School-Master,
Clark: (_all with several papers, and present_
_'em to_ Forobosco.)
_Host._ So, so, so, so, here flutter the nest of Hornets, the
hotch-potch of rascallity; now, now, now, now, the dung-hill of
corruption hath yawn'd forth the burthen of abhomination. I am
vext, vext to the soul, will rid my house of this unchristen'd
fry, and never open my doors again.
_Foro._ Some other time, I'll give no answer now,
But have preferred your suits, here shew your cunning.
First, every one in order do his honor
To the fair mark you shoot at; courtly, courtly,
Convey your several loves in lively measure:
Come, let us take our seates, some sprightly Musick.
_Host._ Dance all and part, 'tis a very necessary farewell.
_Enter_ Cæsario, _They all make ridiculous conges to_
Bianca: _rank themselves, and dance in several_
_postures: during the dance, Enter_
Cæsario, _and stands off_.
_Host._ Well done my lusty bloods, precisely well done,
One lusty rouse of Wine, and take leave on all sides.
_Cesar._ Thanks for your Revels Gentlemen; accept
This Gold, and drink as freely as you danc'd.
_Host._ My noble Lord _Cesario_, clear the rooms Sirs.
_Foro._ Away. Attend your answers. [--_Exeunt_ Foro, _and those
that danc'd_.
_Cesar._ With your favor _Rolando_, I would change a word or
two with your fair daughter.
_Host._ At your Lordships pleasure, come Wife, no muttering,
have a care Girle, my love, service, and duty to your good
Lordship. [--_Exeunt and_ Wife.
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