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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