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Author: Anonymous
Not Peer Reviewed

The Puritan (Folio 3, 1664)


Enter Sir John Penny-Dub, and Moll above lacing
of her cloathes.
Pen. Whewh, Mistresse Moll, Mistresse Moll.
2200Moll. Who's there?
Pen. 'Tis I.
Moll. Who, Sir John Penny-Dub? O you're an early
Cock ifaith, who would have thought you to be so rare a
stirrer?
2205Pen. Prethee, Moll, let me come up.
Moll. No by my faith Sir John, I'le keep you down,
for you Knights are very dangerous if once you get a-
bove.
Pen. I'le not stay ifaith.
2210Mol. Ifaith you shall stay: for, Sir John, you must
note the nature of the Climates: your Northern Wench
in her own Countrey may well hold out till she be fif-
teen, but if she touch the South once, and come up to
London, here the Chimes go presently after twelve.
2215Pen. O th'art a mad Wench, Moll, but I prethee
make haste, for the Priest is gone before.
Moll. Do you follow him, I'le not be long after.
Exeunt.