The Complete Apocryphal Works of William Shakespeare - All 17 Rare Plays in One Edition. William Shakespeare
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is no nectar but in Mosbie’s lips.
Had chaste diana kissed him, she like me
Would grow love sick, and from her watery bower
Fling down endymion and snatch him up:
Then blame not me that slay a silly man
Not half so lovely as endymion.
(here enters MICHAEL
MICHAEL
Mistress, my master is coming hard by.
MICHAEL
That’s brave. I’ll go fetch the tables.
ALICE
But, Michael, hark to me a word or two:
When my husband is come in, lock the street door;
He shall be murdered, ere the guests come in. (Exit MICHAEL
(here enters Arden and MOSBIE
Husband, what mean you to bring Mosbie home?
Although I wished you to be reconciled,
‘twas more for fear of you than love of him.
Black Will and Greene are his companions,
And they are cutters, and may cut you short:
Therefore I thought it good to make you friends.
But wherefore do you bring him hither now?
You have given me my supper with his sight.
MOSBIE
Master Arden, me thinks your wife would have me gone.
ARDEN
No, good master Mosbie; women will be prating.
Alice, bid him welcome; he and I are friends.
ALICE
You may enforce me to it, if you will;
But I had rather die than bid him welcome.
His company hath purchased me ill friends,
And therefore will I ne’er frequent it more.
MOSBIE
oh, how cunningly she can dissemble.
ARDEN
Now he is here, you will not serve me so.
ALICE
I pray you be not angry or displeased;
I’ll bid him welcome, seeing you’ll have it so.
You are welcome, master Mosbie; will you sit down?
MOSBIE
I know I am welcome to your loving husband;
But for your self you speak not from your heart.
ALICE
And if I do not, sir, think I have cause.
MOSBIE
Pardon me, master Arden; I’ll away.
ARDEN
No, good master MOSBIE
ALICE
We shall have guests enough, though you go home.
MOSBIE
I pray you, master Arden, let me go.
ARDEN
I pray thee, Mosbie, let her prate her fill.
ALICE
The doors are open, sir, you may be gone.
MICHAEL
nay, that’s a lie, for I have locked the doors.
ARDEN
Sirrah, fetch me a cup of wine,
I’ll make them friends.
And, gentle mistress Alice, seeing you are so stout,
ALICE
I pray you meddle with that you have to do.
ARDEN
Why, Alice! How can I do too much for him
Whose life I have endangered without cause?
ALICE
‘tis true; and, seeing ‘twas partly through my meands,
I am content to drink to him for this once.
Here master Mosbie, and I pray you henceforth,
Be you as strange to me, as I to you
Your company hath pruchased me ill friends.
And I for you god knows, have undeserved
Been ill spoken of in every place.
Therefore henceforth frequent my house no more.
MOSBIE
I’ll see your husband in despite of you,
Yet, Arden, I protest to thee by heaven,
Thou ne’er shalt see me more after this night.
I’ll go to rome rather than be forsworn.
ARDEN
Tush, I’ll have no such vows made in my house.
ALICE
Yes, I pray you, husband, let him swear;
And, on that condition, Mosbie, pledge me here.
MOSBIE
Ay, as willingly as I mean to live.
ARDEN
Come, Alice, is our supper ready yet?
ALICE
It will by then you have played a game at tables.
ARDEN
Come, master Mosbie, what shall we play for?
MOSBIE
Three games for a french crown, sir,
And please you.
ARDEN
Content.
(then they play at the tables.
WILL
Can he not take him yet? What a spite is that?
ALICE
Not yet, Will; take heed he see thee not.
WILL
I fear he will spy me as I am coming.
MOSBIE
One ace, or else I lose the game.
ARDEN
Marry, sir, there’s two for failing.
MOSBIE
Ah, master Arden, ‘now I can take you.’
(then Will pulls him down with a towel.
ARDEN
Mosbie, Michael, Alice, what will you do?
WILL
Nothing but take you up, sir, nothing else.
MOSBIE
There’s for the pressing iron you told me of.
SHAKEBAG
And there’s for the ten pound in my sleeve.
Take this for hindering Mosbie’s love and mine. (she stabs him)
MICHAEL
O, mistress!
Mosbie, farewell, and Michael, farewell too. (Exeunt. Enter SUSAN
SUSAN