Category: Humour
LIT. A pretty conceit, and worth the finding! I have such luck to spin out these fine things still, and, like a silk-worm, out of my self. Here's master Bartholomew Cokes, of Harrow o' the Hill, in the county of Middlesex, esquire, takes forth his license to marry mistress Gra...
WHIT. Nay, tish all gone, now! dish tish, phen tou wilt not be phitin call, master offisher, phat ish a man te better to lishen out noyshes for tee, and ton art in an oder orld,...
10. SCENE III.--_Another part of the Fair.COKES. A motion! what's that! [_Reads._] _The ancient modern history of Hero and Leander, otherwise called the Touchstone of true Love, with as true a trial of friendship betwee...
1. SCENE I.--_A Room in LITTLEWIT'S House.LIT. A pretty conceit, and worth the finding! I have such luck to spin out these fine things still, and, like a silk-worm, out of my self. Here's master Bartholomew Cokes, of Ha...
2. SCENE I--_The Fair.OVER. Well, in justice name, and the king's, and for the commonwealth! defy all the world, Adam Overdo, for a disguise, and all story; for thou hast fitted thyself, I swear. Fai...
6. SCENE III.--_Another part of the Fair.KNOCK. How now! my galloway nag the staggers, ha! Whit, give him a slit in the forehead. Chear up, man; a needle and thread to stitch his ears. I'd cure him now, an I had it, wi...
4. SCENE I.--_The Fair.BRI. Obedient, friend! take heed what you speak, I advise you; Oliver Bristle advises you. His loving subjects, we grant you; but not his obedient, at this time, by your leave;...
7. SCENE IV.--_The back of URSULA'S Booth.EDG. Sir, will it please you, enter in here at Ursula's, and take part of a silken gown, a velvet petticoat, or a wrought smock; I am promised such, and I can spare a gentleman...
9. SCENE II.--_Another part of the Fair.OVER. This latter disguise, I have borrow'd of a porter, shall carry me out to all my great and good ends; which however interrupted, were never destroyed in me: neither is the...
5. SCENE II.--_Another part of the Fair.GRACE. Gentlemen, this is no way that you take; you do but breed one another trouble and offence, and give me no contentment at all. I am not she that affects to be quarrell'd f...
8. SCENE I.--_The Fair, as before.LEATH. Well, luck and Saint Bartholomew! out with the sign of our invention, in the name of wit, and do you beat the drum the while: all the foul i' the Fair, I mean all the dir...