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ID	Title	Author	Corrected Date of Publication (TCP Date of Publication)	STC	Words	Pages
A19260	Greenes Tu quoque, or, The cittie gallant As it hath beene diuers times acted by the Queenes Maiesties seruants, written by Io. Cooke Gent.	Cooke, Jo., fl. 1614.; Heywood, Thomas, d. 1641.; Greene, Thomas, d. 1612.	1614 (1614)	STC 5673; ESTC S105001	50,912	88

la heere 's an end of an old Song Why could not this haue beene done before I pray Gart. O y' are a goodly sister this is your plot Well I shall liue one day to requite you Ioyce Spare me not for wheresoeuer I set my affection although it be vpon a Colliar if I fall backe vnlesse it bee in the right kinde binde mee to a stake and let mee be burned to death with char-coale Rash Well thou art a mad wench and there 's no more to be done at this time but as wee brought you together so to part you you must not lie at racke and manger there be those within that will forbid the banes Time must shake good Fortune by the hand before you two must be great specially you sister come leaue swearing Gart. Must we then part Rash Must you part why how thinke you vdsfoote I do thinke we shall haue as much to do to get her from him as we had to bring her to him this loue of women is of a strange qualitie and has more trickes then a Iuggler Gart. But this and then farewell Ger. Thy company is heauen thy absence hell Rash Lord who 'ld thinke it Ioyce Come wench Exeunt omnes Enter Spendall and Staines Spend. This ground is firme and euen I 'le goe no further Sta. This be the place then and prepare you sir You shall haue faire play for your life of me For looke sir I 'le be open breasted to you Spend. Shame light on him that thinkes his safety lieth in a French doublet Nay I would strippe my selfe would comelinesse Giue sufferance to the deed and fight with thee As naked as a Mauritanian Moore Sta. Giue me thy hand by my heart I loue thee Thou art the highest spirited Cittizen That euer Guild-hall tooke notice of Spend. Talke not what I am vntill you haue tried me Sta. Come on sir They fight Spend. Now sir your life is mine Sta. Why then take it for I 'le not begge it of thee Spend. Nobly resolu'd I loue thee for those words Heere take thy armes againe and if thy malice Haue spent it selfe like mine then let vs part More friendly then we met at first incounter Sta. Sir I accept this gift of you but not your friendship Vntill I shall recouer 't with my honour Spend. Will you fight againe then Sta. Yes Spend. Faith thou dost well then iustly to whip my folly But come sir Sta. Hold y' are hurt I take it Spend. Hurt where zownds I feele it not Sta. You bleed I am sure Spend. Sblood I thinke you weare a cattes claw vpon your Rapiers point I am scratcht indeed but small as 't is I must haue blood for blood Sta. Y' are bent to kill I see Spend. No by my hopes if I can seape that sinne And keepe my good name I 'le neuer offer 't Sta. Well sir your worst Spend. We both bleed now I take it And if the motion may be equall thought To part with clasp'd hands I shall first subscribe Sta. It were vnmanlinesse in me to refuse The safety of vs both my hand shall neuer fall From such a charitable motion Spend. Then ioyne we both and heere our malice ends Tho foes we came to 'th field wee 'l depart frends Exeunt Enter sir Lyonell and a Seruant Lyon Come come follow me knaue follow me I haue the best nose 'i th house I thinke either wee shall haue rainie weather or the vaults vnstop'd sirra goe see I would not haue my guesse smell out any such inconuenience Doe you heare sirra Symon Ser. Sir Lyon Bid the Kitchin-maide skowre the sincke and make cleane her backe-side for the wind lies iust vpon 't Ser. I will sir Lyon And bid Anthonie put on his white fustian doublet for hee must wait to day It doth mee so much good to stirre and talke to place this and displace that that I shall neede no Apothecaries prescriptions I haue sent my daughter this morning as farre as Pimliko to fetch a draught of Darby ale that it may fetch a colour in her cheekes the puling harlotrie looks so pale and it is all for want of a man for so their mother would say God rest her soule before she died Exit Seruant Enter Bubble Scattergood and Staines Ser. Sir the Gentlemen are come already Lyon How knaue the Gentlemen Ser. Yes sir yonder they are Lyonell Gods pretious we are too tardie let one be sent presently to meete the gerles and hasten their comming home quickely how dost thou stand dreaming Gentlemen I see you loue me you are carefull of your houre you may be deceiued in your cheare but not in your welcome Bub. Thankes and Tu quoque is a word for all Scatterg. A pretty concise roome sir Lyonell where are your danghters Lyon They are at your service sir and forth comming Bub. Gods will Geruase how shall I behaue my selfe to the Gentlewomen Sta. Why aduance your selfe toward them with a comely steppe and in your salute be carefull you strike not too high nor too lowe and afterward for your discourse your Tu quoque will beare you out Bub. Nay and that be all I care not for I 'le set a good face on 't that 's flat and for my neather parts let them speake for themselues here 's a legge and euer a Baker in England shew me a better I 'le giue him mine for nothing Sta. O that 's a speciall thing that I must caution you of Bub. What sweete Geruase Sta. Why for commending your selfe neuer whilest you line commend your selfe and then you shall haue the Ladies themselues commend you Bub. I would they would else Sta. Why they will I 'le assure you sir and the more vilely you speake of your selfe the more will they striue to collaud you Enter Gartred and Ioyce Bub. Let me alone to dispraise my selfe I 'le make my selfe the arrantest Cockes-combe within a whole Countrey Lyonell Heere come the Gipsies the Sunne-burn'd gerles Whose beauties will not vtter them alone They must haue bagges although my credite cracke for 't Bub. Is this the eldest sir Lyonell Yes marry is she sir Bub. I 'le kisse the yongest first because she likes me best Scat. Marry sir and whilest you are there I 'le be heere O delicious touch I thinke in conscience Her lippes are lined quite through with Orenge Tawny veluet Bub. They kisse exceeding well I doe not thinke but they haue beene brought vp too 't I will beginne to her like a Gentleman in a set speech Faire Ladie shall I speake a word with you Ioyce With me sir Bub. With you Lady this way a litle more So now t is well vmh Euen as a Drummer or a Pewterer Ioy. Which of the two no matter For one beates on a Drumme tother a Platter Bub. In good fayth sweet Lady you say true But pray marke me further I will begin againe Ioy. I pray Sir doe Bub. Euen as a Drummer as I sayd before Or as a