The Complete Works of William Shakespeare - Israel Gollancz William Shakespeare [1835]
SIR GODFREY.
There's a fortune, in deed!
EDMOND.
Nay, it hits my humour so pat.
SIR GODFREY.
Aye, that will be the end ont: will the Curse of the beggar prevail so much, that the son shall consume that foolishly, which the father got craftily? Aye, aye, aye; twill, twill, twill.
PYE.
Stay, stay, stay.
[Pye-board with an Almanack and the Captain.]
CAPTAIN.
Turn over, George.
PYE.
June--July: here, July; that's this month. Sunday thirteen, yester day forteen, to day fifteen.
CAPTAIN.
Look quickly for the fifteen day:--if within the compass of these two days there would be some Boystrous storm or other, it would be the best, I'd defer him off till then: some tempest, and it be thy will.
PYE.
Here's the fifteen day--hot and fair.
CAPTAIN.
Puh, would t'ad been hot and foul.
PYE.
The sixteen day; that's to morrow: the morning for the most part fair and pleasant--
CAPTAIN.
No luck.
PYE.
But about high-noon, lightning and thunder.
CAPTAIN.
Lightning and thunder! admirable, best of all: I'll conjure to morrow just at high noon, George.
PYE.
Happen but true to morrow, Almanack, and I'll give thee leave to lie all the year after.
CAPTAIN.
Sir, I must crave your patience, to bestow this day upon me, that I may furnish my self strongly. I sent a spirit into Lancashire tother day, to fetch back a knave Drover, and I look for his return this evening. To morrow morning my friend here and I will come and break-fast with you.
SIR GODFREY.
Oh, you shall be both most welcome.
CAPTAIN.
And about Noon, without fail, I purpose to conjure.
SIR GODFREY.
Mid noon will be a fine time for you.
EDMOND.
Conjuring! do you mean to conjure at our house to morrow, sir?
CAPTAIN.
Marry, do I, sir: tis my intent, young Gentleman.
EDMOND.
By my troth, I'll love you while I live fort. O rare, Nicholas, we shall have conjuring to morrow.
NICHOLAS.
Puh! Aye, I could ha told you of that.
CAPTAIN.
Law, he could ha told him of that! fool, cockscomb, could ye?
EDMOND.
Do you hear me, sir? I desire more acquaintance on you: you shall earn some money of me, now I know you can conjure; but can you fetch any that is lost?
CAPTAIN.
Oh, any thing that's lost.
EDMOND.
Why, look you, sir, I tel't you as a friend and a Conjurer, I should marry a Poticaries daughter, and twas told me she lost her maidenhead at Stonie-stratford; now if you'll do but so much as conjure fort, and make all whole again--
CAPTAIN.
That I will, sir.
EDMOND.
By my troth, I thanks you, la.
CAPTAIN.
A little merry with your sister's son, sir.
SIR GODFREY.
Oh, a simple young man, very simple: come, Captain, and you, sir, we'll e'en part with a gallon of wine till to morrow break-fast.
PYE AND CAPTAIN.
Troth, agreed, sir.
NICHOLAS.
Kinsman--Scholar?
PYE.
Why, now thou art a good Knave, worth a hundred Brownists.
NICHOLAS.
Am I indeed, la? I thank you truly, la.
[Exeunt.]
ACTUS 4.
SCENE I. An apartment in the Widow's house.
[Enter Moll, and Sir John Penny-dub.]
PENNY.
But I hope you will not serve a Knight so, Gentlewoman, will you? to cashier him, and cast him off at your pleasure? what, do you thiunk I was dubbed for nothing? no, by my faith, Ladies daughter.
MOLL.
Pray, Sir John Pennydub, let it be deferred awhile. I have as big a heart to marry as you can have; but as the Fortune- teller told me--
PENNY.
Pax a'th Fortune-teller! would Derecke had been his fortune seven year ago, to cross my love thus! did he know what case I was in? why, this is able to make a man drown himself in's Father's fish-pond.
MOLL.
And then he told me more-over, Sir John, that the breach of it kept my Father in Purgatory.
PENNY.
In Purgatory? why let him purge out his heart there, what have we to do with that? there's Philistions enow there to cast his water: is that any matter to us? how can he hinder our love? why, let him be hangd now he's dead!--Well, have I rid my post day and night,