Cromwell by Shakespeare (spurious and doubtful works)
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never pawned our Cow else to pay our rent.
SEELY. Well, Joan, he'll come this way: and by God's dickers, I'll tell him roundly of it, and if he were ten Lords: a shall know that I had not my Cheese and my Bacon for nothing. WIFE. Do you remember, husband, how he would mooch up my Cheese cakes? he hath forgot this now, but we'll remember him. SEELY. Aye, we shall have now three flaps with a Fox tail; but, I faith, I'll gibber a joint, but I'll tell him his own. Stay, who comes here? O stand up; here he comes; stand up. [Enter Hodge very fine with a Tipstaff; Cromwell, the Mace carried before him; Norfolk, and Suffolk, and attendants.] HODGE. Come, away with these beggars here; rise up, sirra. Come, out the good people: run afore there, ho! [Friskiball riseth, and stands a far off.] SEELY. Aye, we are kicked away, now we come for our own; |
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