Pericles, Prince of Tyre Act 4 Scene 2 lyrics

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
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
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
bast*rds,--as, I think, I have brought up some eleven--