Early English Poetry, Ballads, and Popular Literature of the Middle Ages, Volume 9Johnson Reprint Corporation, 1965 - English literature |
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... husband , pardon me , We have bin nought indeede . Sirrah , what say you now ? ( quoth he ) She hath confest it plaine : Villaine , thou diest ! Oh , holde ( saies he ) Heare me one worde againe ; Five pounds is all the coyne That will ...
... husband , pardon me , We have bin nought indeede . Sirrah , what say you now ? ( quoth he ) She hath confest it plaine : Villaine , thou diest ! Oh , holde ( saies he ) Heare me one worde againe ; Five pounds is all the coyne That will ...
Page 74
... Husband ( quoth she ) my drowsiness is great : But pree thee man , goe down and get a fire ; Reach me my stockings , and my other tire : I will come straight , and heate a messe of broth , So yownes , and stretches ; then arises sloth ...
... Husband ( quoth she ) my drowsiness is great : But pree thee man , goe down and get a fire ; Reach me my stockings , and my other tire : I will come straight , and heate a messe of broth , So yownes , and stretches ; then arises sloth ...
Page 19
... husband , protesting that she would never marry more . But now marke the variable minds of women ; her husband was no sooner dead and buried , the charges of his buriall paid for , and shee with her friends set at supper to comfort her ...
... husband , protesting that she would never marry more . But now marke the variable minds of women ; her husband was no sooner dead and buried , the charges of his buriall paid for , and shee with her friends set at supper to comfort her ...
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