A Select Collection of Old English Plays, Volume 1 by Unknown
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TA. Ye shall have wine as new as can be,
For I may tell you in privity, It was brewed but yesternight. HU. But that is nothing for my delight. TA. But then I have for your appetite A cup of wine of old claret; There is no better, by this light! HU. Well, I trust thee well enou'. TA. But one thing, if it please you now-- Ye see well I take much pain for you, I trust ye will see to me. HU. Yea, I promise thee, get thee hence, And in this matter do thy diligence, And I shall well reward thee. SEN. Because thou lookest for a reward, One thing for thee I have prepared, That here I shall thee give. Thou shalt have a knave's skin, For to put thy body therein, For term of thy life! TA. Now, gramercy, my gentle brother; And therefore thou shalt have another, For voiding of strife. SEN. Now, farewell, gentle John! TA. Then farewell, fool, for I am gone! SEN. Abide, turn once again! hark what I say! Yet there is another thing Would do well at our master's washing. HU. What thing is that, I thee pray? SEN. Marry thus, canst thou tell us yet, |
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