Pericles
Act IV, Scene 6
Mytilene. A room in a brothel.
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Enter three bawds: Pander, Bawd, and Boult.
Pander
1 - 2
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Well, I had rather than twice the worth of her she had ne’er
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come here.
Bawd
3 - 9
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Fie, fie upon her, she’s able to freeze the god Priapus, and
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undo a whole generation. We must either get her ravish’d or
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be rid of her. When she should do for clients her fitment,
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and do me the kindness of our profession, she has me her
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quirks, her reasons, her master reasons, her prayers, her
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knees, that she would make a puritan of the devil, if he
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should cheapen a kiss of her.
Boult
10 - 11
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Faith, I must ravish her, or she’ll disfurnish us of all our
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cavalleria, and make our swearers priests.
Pander
12
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Now the pox upon her green-sickness for me!
Bawd
13 - 14
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Faith, there’s no way to be rid on’t but by the way to the
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pox. Here comes the Lord Lysimachus disguis’d.
Boult
15 - 16
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We should have both lord and lown, if the peevish baggage
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would but give way to customers.
Lysimachus
17
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How now? How a dozen of virginities?
Bawd
18
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Now the gods to bless your honor!
Boult
19
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I am glad to see your honor in good health.
Lysimachus
20 - 22
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You may so, ’tis the better for you that your resorters
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stand upon sound legs. How now? Wholesome iniquity have you,
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that a man may deal withal and defy the surgeon?
Bawd
23 - 24
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We have here one, sir, if she would—but there never came her
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like in Mytilene.
Lysimachus
25
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If she’d do the deeds of darkness, thou wouldst say.
Bawd
26
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Your honor knows what ’tis to say well enough.
Lysimachus
27
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Well, call forth, call forth.
Boult
28 - 29
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For flesh and blood, sir, white and red, you shall see a
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rose, and she were a rose indeed, if she had but—
Lysimachus
30
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What, prithee?
Boult
31
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O, sir, I can be modest.
Lysimachus
32 - 33
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That dignifies the renown of a bawd, no less than it gives a
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good report to a number to be chaste.
Bawd
34 - 36
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Here comes that which grows to the stalk, never pluck’d yet,
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I can assure you.
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Enter Boult with Marina.
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Is she not a fair creature?
Lysimachus
37 - 38
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Faith, she would serve after a long voyage at sea. Well,
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there’s for you, leave us.
Bawd
39 - 40
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I beseech your honor give me leave a word, and I’ll have
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done presently.
Lysimachus
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I beseech you do.
Bawd
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Aside to Marina
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First, I would have you note, this is an honorable man.
Marina
43
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I desire to find him so, that I may worthily note him.
Bawd
44 - 45
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Next, he’s the governor of this country, and a man whom I am
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bound to.
Marina
46 - 47
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If he govern the country, you are bound to him indeed, but
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how honorable he is in that, I know not.
Bawd
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Pray you, without any more virginal fencing, will you use
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him kindly? He will line your apron with gold.
Marina
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What he will do graciously, I will thankfully receive.
Lysimachus
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Ha’ you done?
Bawd
52 - 54
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My lord, she’s not pac’d yet, you must take some pains to
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work her to your manage. Come, we will leave his honor and
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her together. Go thy ways.
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Exeunt Bawd, Pander, and Boult.
Lysimachus
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Now, pretty one, how long have you been at this trade?
Marina
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What trade, sir?
Lysimachus
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Why, I cannot name ’t but I shall offend.
Marina
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I cannot be offended with my trade. Please you to name it.
Lysimachus
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How long have you been of this profession?
Marina
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E’er since I can remember.
Lysimachus
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Did you go to’t so young? Were you a gamester at five, or at
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seven?
Marina
63
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Earlier too, sir, if now I be one.
Lysimachus
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Why, the house you dwell in proclaims you to be a creature
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of sale.
Marina
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Do you know this house to be a place of such resort, and
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will come into’t? I hear say you’re of honorable parts, and
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are the governor of this place.
Lysimachus
69
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Why, hath your principal made known unto you who I am?
Marina
70
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Who is my principal?
Lysimachus
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Why, your herb-woman, she that sets seeds and roots of shame
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and iniquity. O, you have heard something of my power, and
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so stand aloof for more serious wooing. But I protest to
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thee, pretty one, my authority shall not see thee, or else
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look friendly upon thee. Come bring me to some private
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place. Come, come.
Marina
77 - 79
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If you were born to honor, show it now;
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If put upon you, make the judgment good
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That thought you worthy of it.
Lysimachus
80
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How’s this? How’s this? Some more, be sage.
Marina
81 - 88
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For me,
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That am a maid, though most ungentle fortune
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Have plac’d me in this sty, where since I came,
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Diseases have been sold dearer than physic—
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That the gods
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Would set me free from this unhallowed place,
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Though they did change me to the meanest bird
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That flies i’ th’ purer air!
Lysimachus
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I did not think
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Thou couldst have spoke so well, ne’er dreamt thou couldst.
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Had I brought hither a corrupted mind,
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Thy speech had altered it. Hold, here’s gold for thee.
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Persever in that clear way thou goest,
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And the gods strengthen thee!
Marina
95
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The good gods preserve you!
Lysimachus
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For me, be you thoughten
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That I came with no ill intent, for to me
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The very doors and windows savor vilely.
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Fare thee well, thou art a piece of virtue, and
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I doubt not but thy training hath been noble.
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Hold, here’s more gold for thee.
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A curse upon him, die he like a thief,
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That robs thee of thy goodness! If thou dost
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Hear from me, it shall be for thy good.
Boult
105
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I beseech your honor one piece for me.
Lysimachus
106 - 108
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Avaunt, thou damned door-keeper!
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Your house, but for this virgin that doth prop it,
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Would sink and overwhelm you. Away!
Boult
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How’s this? We must take another course with you! If your
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peevish chastity, which is not worth a breakfast in the
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cheapest country under the cope, shall undo a whole
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household, let me be gelded like a spaniel. Come your ways.
Marina
113
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Whither would you have me?
Boult
114 - 116
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I must have your maidenhead taken off, or the common hangman
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shall execute it. Come your ways. We’ll have no more
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gentlemen driven away. Come your ways, I say.
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Enter bawds: Bawd and Pander.
Bawd
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How now, what’s the matter?
Boult
118 - 119
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Worse and worse, mistress, she has here spoken holy words to
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the Lord Lysimachus.
Boult
121 - 122
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She makes our profession as it were to stink afore the face
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of the gods.
Bawd
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Marry, hang her up forever!
Boult
124 - 126
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The nobleman would have dealt with her like a nobleman, and
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she sent him away as cold as a snowball, saying his prayers
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too.
Bawd
127 - 128
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Boult, take her away, use her at thy pleasure. Crack the
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glass of her virginity, and make the rest malleable.
Boult
129 - 130
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And if she were a thornier piece of ground than she is, she
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shall be plough’d.
Marina
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Hark, hark, you gods!
Bawd
132 - 135
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She conjures, away with her! Would she had never come within
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my doors. Marry, hang you! She’s born to undo us. Will you
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not go the way of womenkind? Marry, come up, my dish of
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chastity with rosemary and bays!
Boult
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Come, mistress, come your ways with me.
Marina
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Whither wilt thou have me?
Boult
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To take from you the jewel you hold so dear.
Marina
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Prithee tell me one thing first.
Boult
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Come now, your one thing.
Marina
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What canst thou wish thine enemy to be?
Boult
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Why, I could wish him to be my master, or rather, my
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mistress.
Marina
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Neither of these are so bad as thou art,
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Since they do better thee in their command.
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Thou hold’st a place for which the pained’st fiend
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Of hell would not in reputation change.
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Thou art the damned door-keeper to every
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Custrel that comes inquiring for his Tib.
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To the choleric fisting of every rogue
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Thy ear is liable; thy food is such
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As hath been belch’d on by infected lungs.
Boult
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What would you have me do? Go to the wars, would you? Where
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a man may serve seven years for the loss of a leg, and have
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not money enough in the end to buy him a wooden one?
Marina
156 - 169
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Do any thing but this thou doest. Empty
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Old receptacles, or common shores, of filth,
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Serve by indenture to the common hangman:
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Any of these ways are yet better than this;
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For what thou professest, a baboon, could he speak,
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Would own a name too dear. That the gods
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Would safely deliver me from this place!
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Here, here’s gold for thee.
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If that thy master would gain by me,
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Proclaim that I can sing, weave, sew, and dance,
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With other virtues, which I’ll keep from boast,
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And will undertake all these to teach.
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I doubt not but this populous city will
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Yield many scholars.
Boult
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But can you teach all this you speak of?
Marina
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Prove that I cannot, take me home again
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And prostitute me to the basest groom
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That doth frequent your house.
Boult
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Well, I will see what I can do for thee. If I can place
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thee, I will.
Marina
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But amongst honest women.
Boult
177 - 182
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Faith, my acquaintance lies little amongst them. But since
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my master and mistress hath bought you, there’s no going but
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by their consent. Therefore I will make them acquainted with
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your purpose, and I doubt not but I shall find them
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tractable enough. Come, I’ll do for thee what I can; come
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your ways.