Euery man in his humor As it hath beene sundry times publickly acted by the right Honorable the Lord Chamberlaine his seruants. Written by Ben. Iohnson.
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- Euery man in his humor As it hath beene sundry times publickly acted by the right Honorable the Lord Chamberlaine his seruants. Written by Ben. Iohnson.
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- Jonson, Ben, 1573?-1637.
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- Imprinted at London :: [By S. Stafford] for Walter Burre, and are to be sould at his shoppe in Paules Church-yarde,
- 1601.
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God's my iudge, I saw no body to be kist, vnlesse they would haue kist the post, in the middle of the warehouse; for there I left them all, at their Tabacco with a poxe.
Nay, soft and faire, I haue egges on the spit; I cannot go yet sir: now am I for some diuers reasons hammering, ham∣mering reuenge: oh for three or foure gallons of vineger, to sharpen my wits: Reuenge, vineger reuenge, russet reuenge; nay, and hee had not lyne in my house, t'would neuer haue greeu'd me; but being my guest, one that ile bee sworne, my wife ha's lent him her smocke off her backe, while his owne shirt ha beene at washing: pawnd her neckerchers for cleane bands for him: sold almost all my platters to buy him Tabac∣co; and yet to see an ingratitude wretch: strike his host; well I hope to raise vp an host of furies for't: here comes M. Doctor.
I sir, at the signe of the water-tankerd, hard by the greene lattice: I haue p••ide scot and lott•• there any time this eighteene yeares.
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No god's my comfort, I meane your worships warrant, for one that hath wrong'd me sir: his armes are at too much li∣bertie, I would faine haue them bound to a treatie of peace, and I could by any meanes compasse it.
No sir; but I goe in danger of my death euery hour•• by his meanes; and I die within a twelue-moneth and a day, I may sweare, by the lawes of the land, that he kil'd me.
Good: But wherefore did he beate you sirra? how began the quarrel twixt you? ha: speake truly knaue, I aduise you.
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Nay gods pretious: and such drunken knaues as you are come to dispute of Tabacco once; I haue done: away with him.
What? a tankard-bearer, a thread-bare rascall, a begger, a slaue that neuer drunke out of better thē pispot met∣tle in his life, and he to depraue, and abuse the vertue of an herbe, so generally receyu'd in the courts of princes, the cham∣bers of nobles, the bowers of sweete Ladies, the cabbins of souldiers: Peto away with him, by gods passion, I say, goe too.
Nay but good Signior: heare me a word, heare me a word, your cares are nothing; they are like my cap, soone put on, and as soone put off. What? your sonne is old inough, to gouerne himselfe; let him runne his course, it's the onely way to make him a stay'd man: if he were an vnthrift, a ruffian, a drunkard or a licentious liuer, then you had reason: you had reason to take care: but being none of these, Gods passion, and I had twise so many cares, as you haue, I'ld drowne them