Quar Monologue from Bartholomew Fair

From Bartholomew Fair by Ben Jonson

male · comedic · 50 sec

I'll warrant thee, then, no wife out of the widow's hundred: if I had but as much title to her, as to have breathed once on that straight stomacher of hers, I would now assure myself to carry her, yet, ere she went out of Smithfield; or she should carry me, which were the fitter sight, I confess. But you are a modest undertaker, by circumstances and degrees; come, 'tis disease in thee, not judgment; I should offer at all together.-- _Enter OVERDO._ Look, here's the poor fool again, that was stung by the Waspe erewhile.

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