Sir John Oldcastle by Shakespeare (spurious and doubtful works)
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page 79 of 166 (47%)
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No, he's secure at Eltham. MURLEY. What do the Clergy? ACTON. Fear extremely, yet prepare no force. MURLEY. In and out, to and fro, Bully my boikin, we shall carry the world afore us! I vow by my worship, when I am knighted, we'll take the King napping, if he stand on their part. ACTON. This night we few in Highgate will repose. With the first cock we'll rise and arm our selves, To be in Ficket field by break of day, And there expect our General. MURLEY. Sir John Old-castle? what if he come not? BOURNE. Yet our action stands. Sir Roger Acton may supply his place. MURLEY. True, Master Bourne, but who shall make me knight? |
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