A Collection of Old English Plays, Volume 3 eBook

This eBook from the Gutenberg Project consists of approximately 319 pages of information about A Collection of Old English Plays, Volume 3.

A Collection of Old English Plays, Volume 3 eBook

This eBook from the Gutenberg Project consists of approximately 319 pages of information about A Collection of Old English Plays, Volume 3.

  Who is it must marry with Lucilia bright? 
  All day a Painter, and an Earle at night
.

Doct.  By garr, me no conceive vatt you say.

Hans.  Let wisdome answer:  I aske what is man?  A Pancake tost in Fortune’s frying pan.

Doct.  Vat frying pan? by garr, I tinck de foolish petit Jack is madd.

Hans. For, as an Asse may weare a Lyons skinne, So noble Earles have sometimes Painters binne.

Doct.  Garrs blurr, he ryme de grand Rats[54] from my house:  me no stay, me go seek ’a my faire Cornelia. [Exit.

Hans.  Farewell Doctor Doddy, in minde and in body An excellent Noddy:  A cockscomb[55] incony, but that he wants mony To give legem pone.  O what a pittifull case is this!  What might I have done with this wit if my friends had bestowed learning upon me?  Well, when all’s don, a naturall guift is woorth all.

[Exit.

[SCENE 3.]

Enter Alphonso, Hardenbergh, Hoscherman, with others, &c.

Hard.  The Ambassador of Brunswick (good my lord) Begins to murmure at his long delayes?

Hosc.  Twere requisit your highnes wold dismisse him.

Alph.  Who holds him? let him go.

Hard.  My Lord, you know his message is more great
Then to depart so slightly without answer,
Urging the marriage that your grace late sought
With Katherine, sister to the Saxon Duke.

Hosk.  Whom if your highnes should so much neglect
As to forsake his sister and delude him,
Considering already your olde jarre
With the stoute Lantsgrave, what harmes might ensue?

Alph.  How am I crost? Hyanthe ’tis for thee That I neglect the Duchesse and my vowes.

Hard.  My Lord, twere speciallie convenient Your grace would satisfie th’embassador.

Alph.  Well, call him in.

Hosk.  But will your Highnes then Forsake Hyanthe?

Alph.  Nothing lesse, Hosk[erman].

Hosk.  How will you then content th’embassadour?

Alph.  I will delaie him with some kinde excuse.

Hard.  What kinde excuse, my Lord?

Alph.  For that let me alone; do thou but soothe
What I my selfe will presently devise
And I will send him satisfied away.

Hard.  Be sure (my Lord) Ile soothe what ere you say.

Alph.  Then let them come, we are provided for them.

    Enter Vandercleeve the Ambassador attended.

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