"if chance he proffer any Courtesy
behave yourself in honourable sort
and answer him with modesty and mirth
A means may be to make thee Queen
Canutus:
What is your daughter come, welcome fair
lady
your presence is as welcome as the day
after A long and weary watchful night
sit down fair lady sit down noble lord
fill me a Cup of wine here is to
the health
of Ironside and all his followers
who will pledge me
Egina:
Pardon your hand maid and Egina will
Canutus
Wilt pledge me to the health of Ironside
what reason moves you so to fancy him
Egina
The good regard I bear your Majesty
for should he die before these wars
were done
and you have finished strife through victory
some other CADMVS bird worse than himself
might hap to broach some new Commotion
and trouble all the state with mutinies
where if he lives till
you have Conquered him
none after him dares renovate the wars
Canutus:
Sweetly and wisely answered noble Queen
for by that name if heaven and thou Consent
by sunset all the Camp shall wish thee health
my lord what say you to this motion
South:
As it shall pleas your Royal Majesty
dispose of me and whatsoever is
mine
Canutus:
Madam pleaseth it you to be A Queen
Egina
What my dread Sovereign, if my father wills
I dare not nay I will not Contradict
Canutus:
Then for a manual seal receive this kiss
he kesseth her
the Chief dumb utterer of the hearts intent
and noble father, now I will Call you so
if this rash-seeming match do like you well
deliver me possession presently
of this fair lady, your beloved child
and we will straight to church and Celebrate
the duties which belong to Marriages
Bishop of Canterbury you will marry us
without the sibert asking will ye not
Arch: B:
I am prepared if every part be pleased
Canutus:
faith I am pleased
Arch: B:
But what say you
Egina:
I say a Woman's silence is Consent
Canutus:
Why here is a match ex tempore small
ado
about a weighty matter, some perhaps
would have Consumed millions to effect
what I by some spent breath have Compassed
Lords let us in for I intend
to be
espoused tonight with all solemnity
after our marriage we do
mean to go
to meet in open field our open foe
Exeunt omnes
Enter Edricke a poore man his wife and Stich:
Edric:
Nay Stich if you once see my son you will swear he is
a bouncer, all in silks and gold vengeable rich
Stich:
How say you that
Wife:
I Can tell you, you may bless the day that ever you
happed in to his service, he is a man
every hairs breadth ~~
a most vild brave man in faith:
Stich:
Then we shall be well met for I love bravery and
cleanliness out of all cry and indeed of all things I
cannot brooke an ill-favoured face hang him that wants
a good face
Edric:
you are of my mind we may say a Pox of all good
faces and never hurt our own
Stich:
We may indeed god be praised but what house is this
how far off are we from Southampton:
Wife:
why we are in the Town the king Canutus lies here
now, and my son is here and all our neighbours will be here
today, at the bridal for alms
Enter Edricus
Edricus:
Whoso desires to mount a lofty pitch
must bear himself against the stubborn wind
and shun base Common popularity:
Stich:
who is this:
wife:
O it is my son, make
ye handsome, tie your garters for shame
wipe your shoes, mend your shirt-band:
Edric:
O let me go to him first, God save ye son
Edricus:
A pox upon him it is the knave my
father
good fellow hast thou any suite to us
deliver up thy Supplication
Edricke:
O Sir ye know me well enough I am goodman Edricke
your father
us:
My father grout head sir knave I say you
lie
you whoreson Cuckold you base vagabond you slave
you mongrel peasant dolt and fool, canst thou not know
a Duke from common men
Wife:
By my troth I learned him all these names to call his father
when he was a child, and see if he can forget them yet
O he is a wise man, for in faith my
husband is none
of his father, for indeed a soldier bigot him of me
as I went once to a fair, But son know ye me
Edricus:
Thee old hag, witch, quean slut drab, whore
and thief, how should I know the black Egyptian:
Wife:
This is his old tricks husband, Come, Come, son I am sure, ye know me
Edricus:
Aye if not too well,
wherefore comes yon sheep-biter, you sir knave
you are my brother are ye not I pray
Stich:
No sir if it like ye
Edricus:
It likes me very well, what is your name,
wherefore Came ye hither:
Wife:
His name is Stich my son, we
Came with him
to help him to your service
Edricus:
You answer for him gossip, wants he tongue
Stich:
No sir, I have tongue enough if that be good
hee shewes his tongue
Edricus:
What Can ye do
Stich:
Anything, dress a horse, scour a Chamber pot, go to
plough, Thrash, Dicke, and indeed what not:
Edricus:
Canst make clean shoes
Stich:
Who I. it is part of my occupation,
you wine my heart."
