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ACT IV BOULT. Ay, she quickly poop'd him; she made him Sc. II roast-meat for worms. But I'll go search the market.
[exit. Pand. Three or four thousand chequins were as pretty
a proportion to live quietly, and so give over. BAWD. Why to give over, I pray you ? is it a shame to
get when we are old ? Pand. O, our credit comes not in like the commodity,
nor the commodity wages not with the danger: therefore, if in our youths we could pick up some pretty estate, 'twere not amiss to keep our door hatch'd. Besides, the sore terms we stand upon with the Gods
will be strong with us for giving over. BAWD. Come, other sorts offend as well as we. PAND. As well as we! ay, and better too; we offend
Neither is our profession any trade; it's no calling. But here comes Boult.
Re-enter BOULT, with the Pirates and MARINA. Boult (to MARINA.] Come your ways. My Masters,
you say she's a virgin? FIRST PIRATE. O, Sir, we doubt it not. BOULT. Master, I have gone through for this piece, you
see: if you like her, so; if not, I have lost my
earnest. BAWD. Boult, has she any qualities? Boult. She has a good face, speaks well, and has excel
lent good clothes: there's no further necessity of
qualities can make her be refus'd. Bawd. What's her price, Boult? BOULT. I cannot be bated one doit of a thousand
pieces. PAND. Well, follow me, my Masters, you shall have
your money presently. Wife, take her in; instruct her what she has to do, that she may not be raw in her entertainment.
[Exeunt Pandar and Pirates. BAwd. Boult, take you the marks of her—the colour of
her hair, complexion, height, age, with warrant of her virginity; and cry He that will give most shall have her first. Such a maidenhead were no cheap thing, if men
were as they have been. Get this done as I command ACT IV you.
Sc. II BOULT. Performance shall follow.
[exit. Mar. Alack, that Leonine was so slack, so slow! He should have struck, not spoke; or that these
For to seek my mother!
To scape his hands where I was like to die.
fashions: you shall fare well; you shall have the
your ears? MAR. Are you a woman? BAWD. What would you have me be, an I be not a
woman? MAR. An honest woman, or not a woman. Bawd. Marry, whip thee, Gosling: I think I shall have
something to do with you. Come, you ’re a young foolish sapling, and must be bow'd as I would have
you. Mar. The Gods defend me! BAwd. If it please the Gods to defend you by men, then
men must comfort you, men must feed you, men must stir you up. Boult's return’d.
Now, Sir, hast thou cried her through the market ? BOULT. I have cried her almost to the number of her
hairs; I have drawn her picture with my voice. BAWD. And I pr’ythee tell me, how dost thou find the
inclination of the people, especially of the younger
sort? Boult. 'Faith, they listen’d to me as they would have
hearken'd to their father's testament. There was a Spaniard's mouth so water'd, that he went to bed to
her very description. BAWD. We shall have him here to-morrow with his best
Boult. To-night, to-night.
But, Mistress, do you
tion; but he made a groan at it, and swore he would
see her to-morrow. Bawd. Well, well; as for him, he brought his disease
hither: here he does but repair it. I know he will come in our shadow, to scatter his crowns in the
BOULT. Well, if we had of every nation a traveller, we
should lodge them with this sign. BAWD [to MARINA.] Pray you, come hither awhile. You
have fortunes coming upon you. Mark me: you must seem to do that fearfully which you commit willingly; despise profit where you have most gain. To weep, that
you live as ye do, makes pity in your lovers : seldom but that pity begets you a good opinion, and
that opinion a mere profit. MAR. I understand you not. . BOULT. O, take her home, Mistress, take her home:
these blushes of her's must be quench’d with some
present practice. BAWD. Thou say'st true, i'faith; so they must; for your
bride goes to that with shame which is her way to go
Mistress, if I have bargain'd for the joint-
the manner of your garments well.
Boult. Ay, by my faith, they shall not be chang’d ACT IV yet.
Sc. II Bawd. Boult, spend thou that in the town: report what
a sojourner we have; you 'll lose nothing by custom. When Nature fram'd this piece, she meant thee a good turn; therefore say what a paragon she is, and thou
hast the harvest out of thine own report. Boult. I warrant you, Mistress, thunder shall not so
awake the beds of eels as my giving out her beauty stir up the lewdly-inclin'd. I'll bring home some
to-night. Bawd. Come your ways; follow me. MAR. If fires be hot, knives sharp, or waters deep,
Untied I still my virgin knot will keep.
Diana, aid my purpose ! Bawd. What have we to do with Diana? Pray you, will you go with us?
Dion. Why, are you foolish? Can it be undone ?
The Sun and Moon ne'er look'd upon !
When noble Pericles shall demand his child ?
To foster it, nor ever to preserve.
IX : AAA
And for an honest attribute cry out
She died by foul play.
O, go to. Well, well,
Do like this worst.
Be one of those that think
this to Pericles. I do shame
And of how coward a spirit.
To such proceeding
From honourable sources.
Be it so, then:
Perform'd to your sole daughter.
Heavens forgive it!
What should he say? We wept after her hearse,
At whose expense 'tis done.
Thou art like the harpy,
Seize with thine eagle's talons.
Doth swear to the Gods that Winter kills the flies :
1 i.e. an ordinary salutation.