A pleasant Comedie, of
173.1980Anne. Now for
sooth why do you
stay me?
173.2182Slen. Nay for my owne part, I would litle or no
- 173.2283thing with you. I loue you well, and my vncle can
173.2384tell you how my liuing
stands. And if you can loue
173.2485me why
so. If not, why then happie man be his
273.2788But
fir
st you mu
st giue me leaue to
273.2990And afterward to loue you if I can.
273.3091Slen. Why by God, there's neuer a man in chri
- 273.3192stendome can de
sire more. What haue you Beares
26293in your Towne mi
stre
sse
Anne, your dogs barke
so?
26794An. I cannot tell
M. Slender, I thinke there be.
27095Slen. Ha how
say you? I warrant your afeard of
26696a Beare let loo
se, are you not?
26898Slen. Now that's meate and drinke to me,
26999 Ile run yon to a Beare, and take her by the mu
ssell,
272102For they are maruellous rough things.
272.1103An. Will you goe in to dinner
M. Slendor?
272.3105Slen. No faith not I. I thanke you,
260106I cannot abide the
smell of hot meate
257107Nere
since I broke my
shin. Ile tel you how it came
259108By my troth. A Fencer and I plaid three venies
109For a di
sh of
stewd prunes, and I with my ward
259.1110Defending my head, he hot my
shin. Yes faith.
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