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A Collection of Old English Plays, Volume 3 by Various
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from believing them; if a Jester, she cood have much more ridiculous
jests then his of twenty fooles, that followed the Court; and told him
she had as lieve be courted with a brush faggot as with a Frenchman,
that spent it selfe all in sparkes, and would sooner fire ones chimney
then warme the house, and that such sparkes were good enough yet to set
thatcht dispositions a fire, but hers was tild with sleight, and
respected them as sleightly.

_Goos_. Why so Captaine, and yet you talke of your great Frenchmen;
[would] to God little England had never knowne them _I_ may say.

_Foul_. What's the matter sir _Gyles_? are you out of love with
Frenchmen now of a sodaine?

_Goos_. Slydd Captaine, wood not make one, Ile be sworne? Ile be sworne,
they tooke away a mastie Dogge of mine by commission: now I thinke on't,
makes my teares stand in my eyes with griefe, I had rather lost the
dearest friend that ever _I_ lay withall in my life be this light; never
stir if he fought not with great _Sekerson_[28] foure hours to one,
foremost take up hindmost, and tooke so many loaves from him, that he
sterud him presently: So at last the dog cood doe no more then a Beare
cood doe, and the beare being heavie with hunger you know, fell upon the
Dogge, broke his backe, and the Dogge never stird more.

_Rud_. Why thou saist the Frenchmen tooke him away.

_Goos_. Frenchmen, _I_, so they did too, but yet, and he had not bin
kild, twood nere a greevd me.

_Foul_. O excellent unity of speech.
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