John Heywood


Of Buying a Mortar


“That spice mortar to sell it be you willing?”
“Yea, mistress?” “What’s the price?” “Ten shilling.”
“Ten shilling? Friend! I am hither enticed 
To buy a spice mortar, not a mortar spiced.”






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