| ACT IV SCENE II | Mytilene. A room in a brothel. | |
| | Enter Pandar, Bawd, and BOULT | |
| Pandar | Boult! | |
| BOULT | Sir? | |
| Pandar | Search the market narrowly; Mytilene is full of | |
| | gallants. We lost too much money this mart by being | 5 |
| | too wenchless. | |
| Bawd | We were never so much out of creatures. We have but | |
| | poor three, and they can do no more than they can | |
| | do; and they with continual action are even as good as rotten. | |
| Pandar | Therefore let's have fresh ones, whate'er we pay for | 10 |
| | them. If there be not a conscience to be used in | |
| | every trade, we shall never prosper. | |
| Bawd | Thou sayest true: 'tis not our bringing up of poor | |
| | bastards,--as, I think, I have brought up some eleven-- | |
| BOULT | Ay, to eleven; and brought them down again. But | 15 |
| | shall I search the market? | |
| Bawd | What else, man? The stuff we have, a strong wind | |
| | will blow it to pieces, they are so pitifully sodden. | |
| Pandar | Thou sayest true; they're too unwholesome, o' | |
| | conscience. The poor Transylvanian is dead, that | 20 |
| | lay with the little baggage. | |
| BOULT | Ay, she quickly pooped him; she made him roast-meat | |
| | for worms. But I'll go search the market. | |
| | Exit | |
| Pandar | Three or four thousand chequins were as pretty a | |
| | proportion to live quietly, and so give over. | 25 |
| Bawd | Why to give over, I pray you? is it a shame to get | |
| | when we are old? | |
| Pandar | O, our credit comes not in like the commodity, nor | |
| | the commodity wages not with the danger: therefore, | |
| | if in our youths we could pick up some pretty | 30 |
| | estate, 'twere not amiss to keep our door hatched. | |
| | Besides, the sore terms we stand upon with the gods | |
| | will be strong with us for giving over. | |
| Bawd | Come, other sorts offend as well as we. | |
| Pandar | As well as we! ay, and better too; we offend worse. | 35 |
| | Neither is our profession any trade; it's no | |
| | calling. But here comes Boult. | |
| | Re-enter BOULT, with the Pirates and MARINA | |
| BOULT | To MARINA | |
| | she's a virgin? | |
| First Pirate | O, sir, we doubt it not. | |
| BOULT | Master, I have gone through for this piece, you see: | 40 |
| | if you like her, so; if not, I have lost my earnest. | |
| Bawd | Boult, has she any qualities? | |
| BOULT | She has a good face, speaks well, and has excellent | |
| | good clothes: there's no further necessity of | |
| | qualities can make her be refused. | 45 |
| Bawd | What's her price, Boult? | |
| BOULT | I cannot be bated one doit of a thousand pieces. | |
| Pandar | Well, follow me, my masters, you shall have your | |
| | money presently. Wife, take her in; instruct her | |
| | what she has to do, that she may not be raw in her | 50 |
| | entertainment. | |
| | Exeunt Pandar and Pirates | |
| Bawd | Boult, take you the marks of her, the colour of her | |
| | hair, complexion, height, age, with warrant of her | |
| | virginity; and cry 'He that will give most shall | |
| | have her first.' Such a maidenhead were no cheap | 55 |
| | thing, if men were as they have been. Get this done | |
| | as I command you. | |
| BOULT | Performance shall follow. | |
| | Exit | |
| MARINA | Alack that Leonine was so slack, so slow! | |
| | He should have struck, not spoke; or that these pirates, | 60 |
| | Not enough barbarous, had not o'erboard thrown me | |
| | For to seek my mother! | |
| Bawd | Why lament you, pretty one? | |
| MARINA | That I am pretty. | |
| Bawd | Come, the gods have done their part in you. | 65 |
| MARINA | I accuse them not. | |
| Bawd | You are light into my hands, where you are like to live. | |
| MARINA | The more my fault | |
| | To scape his hands where I was like to die. | |
| Bawd | Ay, and you shall live in pleasure. | 70 |
| MARINA | No. | |
| Bawd | Yes, indeed shall you, and taste gentlemen of all | |
| | fashions: you shall fare well; you shall have the | |
| | difference of all complexions. What! do you stop your ears? | |
| MARINA | Are you a woman? | 75 |
| Bawd | What would you have me be, an I be not a woman? | |
| MARINA | An honest woman, or not a woman. | |
| Bawd | Marry, whip thee, gosling: I think I shall have | |
| | something to do with you. Come, you're a young | |
| | foolish sapling, and must be bowed as I would have | 80 |
| | you. | |
| MARINA | The gods defend me! | |
| Bawd | If it please the gods to defend you by men, then men | |
| | must comfort you, men must feed you, men must stir | |
| | you up. Boult's returned. | 85 |
| | Re-enter BOULT | |
| | Now, sir, hast thou cried her through the market? | |
| BOULT | I have cried her almost to the number of her hairs; | |
| | I have drawn her picture with my voice. | |
| Bawd | And I prithee tell me, how dost thou find the | |
| | inclination of the people, especially of the younger sort? | 90 |
| BOULT | 'Faith, they listened to me as they would have | |
| | hearkened to their father's testament. There was a | |
| | Spaniard's mouth so watered, that he went to bed to | |
| | her very description. | |
| Bawd | We shall have him here to-morrow with his best ruff on. | 95 |
| BOULT | To-night, to-night. But, mistress, do you know the | |
| | French knight that cowers i' the hams? | |
| Bawd | Who, Monsieur Veroles? | |
| BOULT | Ay, he: he offered to cut a caper at the | |
| | proclamation; but he made a groan at it, and swore | 100 |
| | he would see her to-morrow. | |
| Bawd | Well, well; as for him, he brought his disease | |
| | hither: here he does but repair it. I know he will | |
| | come in our shadow, to scatter his crowns in the | |
| | sun. | 105 |
| BOULT | Well, if we had of every nation a traveller, we | |
| | should lodge them with this sign. | |
| Bawd | To MARINA | |
| | have fortunes coming upon you. Mark me: you must | |
| | seem to do that fearfully which you commit | |
| | willingly, despise profit where you have most gain. | 110 |
| | To weep that you live as ye do makes pity in your | |
| | lovers: seldom but that pity begets you a good | |
| | opinion, and that opinion a mere profit. | |
| MARINA | I understand you not. | |
| BOULT | O, take her home, mistress, take her home: these | 115 |
| | blushes of hers must be quenched with some present practise. | |
| Bawd | Thou sayest true, i' faith, so they must; for your | |
| | bride goes to that with shame which is her way to go | |
| | with warrant. | |
| BOULT | 'Faith, some do, and some do not. But, mistress, if | 120 |
| | I have bargained for the joint,-- | |
| Bawd | Thou mayst cut a morsel off the spit. | |
| BOULT | I may so. | |
| Bawd | Who should deny it? Come, young one, I like the | |
| | manner of your garments well. | 125 |
| BOULT | Ay, by my faith, they shall not be changed yet. | |
| Bawd | Boult, spend thou that in the town: report what a | |
| | sojourner we have; you'll lose nothing by custom. | |
| | When nature flamed this piece, she meant thee a good | |
| | turn; therefore say what a paragon she is, and thou | 130 |
| | hast the harvest out of thine own report. | |
| BOULT | I warrant you, mistress, thunder shall not so awake | |
| | the beds of eels as my giving out her beauty stir up | |
| | the lewdly-inclined. I'll bring home some to-night. | |
| Bawd | Come your ways; follow me. | 135 |
| MARINA | If fires be hot, knives sharp, or waters deep, | |
| | Untied I still my virgin knot will keep. | |
| | Diana, aid my purpose! | |
| Bawd | What have we to do with Diana? Pray you, will you go with us? | |
| | Exeunt | |