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Everyman In His Humor (Modern)
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My laboring spirit, being late oppressed
[Aside] My master! Nay, faith, have at you. I am fleshed, 806now I have sped so well. -- Gentleman, I beseech you, respect the estate 807of a poor soldier. I am ashamed of this base course of life, God's 808my comfort, but extremity provokes me to't. What remedy?
I have not for you now.
By the faith I bear unto God, gentleman, it is no 811ordinary custom, but only to preserve manhood. I protest to you, a man I 812have been, a man I may be, by your sweet bounty.
I pray thee, good friend, be satisfied.
Good signor, by Jesu, you may do the part of a 815kind gentleman in lending a poor soldier the price of two cans of beer, 816a matter of small value. The King of heaven shall pay you, and I 817shall rest thankful, sweet signor.
Nay, an you be so importunate --
Oh, Lord, sir, need will have his course. I was not 820made to this vile use. Well, the edge of the enemy could not have 821abated me so much.
[He weeps.] It's hard when a man hath served in 822his prince's cause and be thus. Signor, let me derive a small piece of 823silver from you. It shall not be given in the course of time. By 824this good ground, I was fain to pawn my rapier last night for a 825poor supper; I am a pagan else, sweet signor.
Believe me, I am rapt with admiration
Faith, signor, I would gladly find some other course, if so --
Ay, you'd gladly find it, but you will not seek it.
Alas, sir, where should a man seek? In the wars there's 850no ascent by desert in these days, but -- and for service, would it 851were as soon purchased as wished for, God's my comfort! I know what I 852would say --
What's thy name?
Please you: Portensio.
Portensio?
Signor, by the place and honor of a soldier --
Nay, nay, I like not these affected oaths.
Nothing, signor, but wish my fortunes were as happy as my service should be honest.
Well, follow me. I'll prove thee, if thy deeds
Yes, sir, straight. I'll but garter my hose.
Exit Lorenzo Sr.
2.2.83865Oh, that my belly were hooped now! For I am ready to 866burst with laughing. 'Slid, was there ever seen a fox in years to betray 867himself thus? Now shall I be possessed of all his determinations, and, consequently, my 868young master. Well, he is resolved to prove my honesty. Faith, and I am 869resolved to prove his patience. Oh, I shall abuse him intolerably! This small piece 870of service will bring him clean out of love with the soldier forever. It's 871no matter. Let the world think me a bad counterfeit if I cannot give 872him the slip in an instant. Why, this is better than to have stayed 873his journey, by half. Well, I'll follow him. Oh, how I long to be employed! Exit.