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Beggars Bush - From the Works of Francis Beaumont and John Fletcher (Volume 2 of 10) by John Fletcher;Francis Beaumont
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_Hub._ Slid they did all speak plain ev'n now me thought.
Do'st thou know this same maid?

_Snap._ Why, why, why, why, which, gu, gu, gu, gu, Gods fool
She was bo-bo-bo-bo-born at the barn yonder,
By-be-be-be-be-Beggars Bush-bo-bo-Bush
Her name is, My-my-my-my-my-match: so was her Mo-mo-mo-Mothers too-too.

_Hub._ I understand no word he says; how long
Has she been here?

_Snap._ Lo-lo-long enough to be ni-ni-nigled, and she ha' go-go-go-good
luck.

_Hub._ I must be better inform'd, than by this way.
Here was another face too, that I mark'd
Of the old mans: but they are vanish'd all
Most suddenly: I will come here again,
O, that I were so happy, as to find it,
What I yet hope: it is put on.

_Hem._ What mean you Sir,
To stay there with that stammerer?

_Hub._ Farewell friend,--
It will be worth return, to search: Come,
Protect us our disguise now, pre'thee _Hemskirk_
If we be taken, how do'st thou imagine
This town will use us, that hath stood so long
Out against _Wolfort_?
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