Act 4, Scene VI - Page 2

are bound to him
indeed; but how honourable he is in that, I know not.

Bawd
Pray you, without any more virginal fencing, will
you use him kindly? He will line your apron with gold.

MARINA
What he will do graciously, I will thankfully receive.

LYSIMACHUS
Ha' you done?

Bawd
My lord, she's not paced yet: you must take some
pains to work her to your manage. Come, we will
leave his honour and her together. Go thy ways.

Exeunt Bawd, Pandar, and BOULT

LYSIMACHUS
Now, pretty one, how long have you been at this trade?

MARINA
What trade, sir?

LYSIMACHUS
Why, I cannot name't but I shall offend.

MARINA
I cannot be offended with my trade. Please you to name it.

LYSIMACHUS
How long have you been of this profession?

MARINA
E'er since I can remember.

LYSIMACHUS
Did you go to 't so young? Were you a gamester at
five or at seven?

MARINA
Earlier too, sir, if now I be one.

LYSIMACHUS
Why, the house you dwell in proclaims you to be a
creature of sale.

MARINA
Do you know this house to be a place of such resort,
and will come into 't? I hear say you are of
honourable parts, and are the governor of this place.

LYSIMACHUS
Why, hath your principal made known unto you who I am?

MARINA
Who is my principal?

LYSIMACHUS
Why, your herb-woman; she that sets seeds and roots
of shame and iniquity. O, you have heard something
of my power, and so stand aloof for more serious
wooing. But I protest to thee, pretty one, my
authority shall not see thee, or else look friendly
upon thee. Come, bring me to some private place:
come, come.

MARINA
If you were born to honour, show it now;
If put upon you, make the judgment good
That thought you worthy of it.

LYSIMACHUS
How's this? how's this? Some more; be sage.

MARINA
For me,
That am a maid, though most ungentle fortune
Have placed me in this sty, where, since I came,
Diseases have been sold dearer than physic,
O, that the gods
Would set me free from this unhallow'd place,
Though they did change me to the meanest bird
That flies i' the purer air!

LYSIMACHUS
I did not think
Thou couldst have spoke so well; ne'er dream'd thou couldst.
Had I brought hither a corrupted mind,
Thy speech had alter'd it. Hold, here's gold for thee:
Persever in that clear way thou goest,
And the gods strengthen thee!

MARINA
The good gods preserve you!

LYSIMACHUS
For me, be you thoughten
That I came with no ill intent; for to me
The very doors and windows savour vilely.
Fare thee well. Thou