Recently Recovered "Lost" Tudor Plays with some others
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Recently Recovered "Lost" Tudor Plays with some others
English drama -- Early modern and Elizabethan, 1500-1600; Interludes, English; Moralities, English
_Insol._ In faith! I will whip you for this, peasant lout!
_Adul._ And twig you!
_Insol._ Ere another year come about.
_Adul._ But, see! where Avarice cometh, running very fast.
[_Intrat_ AVARICE.
_Avar._ I have trod and scud till my wind is almost past,
Yet my mates are not where.
_Insol. and Adul._ We be here come of late.
_Avar._ Be there not, trow we, honester men in Newgate?
_Insol._ No words of reproach, brother mine! I rede you.
_Avar._ None but godigod eve, and godigod speed you.
Fare ye well again, an ye be falling out now.
_Insol., Adul._ We mind it not.
_Avar._ 'Twere more need to look about you.
_Insol._ How goeth all? tell us!
_Avar._ My lady is waxed froward;
Our names be all known, so there is array toward.
_Insol., Oppr._ God speed us well!
_Avar._ Once I am thrust out of service.
_Adul._ Alas! what may I do?
_Insol._, _Oppr._ Tell us thy best advice.
_Avar._ Nay! I cannot have you, when I would none of you all;
Therefore, shift for yourselves, each one, for me, you shall.
_Adul._ Nay, for the pash of God! tell us what best to do;
Ye know I was ne'er slack to restore you unto.
_Avar._ These ladies that are come for commonweal's relief,
Prepare to work us woe, and do us all mischief.
_Insol._ Nay, by His precious populorum! I swear
Not the proudest of them all can hurt me a hair.
_Oppr._ If they offer, of us, to make them gauds or toys
They shall [find], I trow! we are no babes nor boys.
_Avar._ To prevail against them with force I do despair.
_Insol._ Be that as be may.
_Adul._ I will fall to speaking fair;
But, of all this trouble, we may thank People, this wretch.
_Oppr._ Faith, villain! if we scape, thou shalt an halter stretch.
_Adul._ But what remedy therewhile?
_Avar._ Faith! all will be nought.
_Adul._ Tell us what to do.
_Avar._ I will--they come--we are caught.
_Adul._ Whither shall I run?
_Avar._ Now sing a song, Honesty!
_Adul._ I am past singing now.
_Avar._ Yes, one song, Honesty!
Hay! hay! hay! hay!
I will be merry while I may.
ACTUS QUINTI, SCENA NONA.
VERITY. JUSTICE. AVARICE. RESPUBLICA. ADULATION.
MISERICORDIA. PEACE. PEOPLE.
INSOLENCE. OPPRESSION.
_Ver._ Here they be, all four! this is a happy chance.
_Avar._ Take each man a lady, sirs! and let us go dance!
_Resp._ I left People here for a train, to hold them talk:
Alas, that I could tell which way best hence to walk!
_Avar._ What be these fair ladies? and whither will they, trow?
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