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Strana 145
Now I beshrew you . be so unkind to her and me , To come and not bring her ?
faith , ' tis not friendly . Wid . I fear'd to be too bold . Liv . Too bold ! Oh what's
become Of the true hearty love was wont to be ' Mongst neighbors in old time ?
Wid .
Now I beshrew you . be so unkind to her and me , To come and not bring her ?
faith , ' tis not friendly . Wid . I fear'd to be too bold . Liv . Too bold ! Oh what's
become Of the true hearty love was wont to be ' Mongst neighbors in old time ?
Wid .
Strana 153
My faith , I ' m nine and thirty , every stroke , wench ; And ' tis a general
observation ' Mongst knights ; wives , or widows , we account ourselves Then old
, when young men's eyes leave looking at us . Come , now I have thy company , I'
ll not ...
My faith , I ' m nine and thirty , every stroke , wench ; And ' tis a general
observation ' Mongst knights ; wives , or widows , we account ourselves Then old
, when young men's eyes leave looking at us . Come , now I have thy company , I'
ll not ...
Strana 153
Now I beshrew you . Could you unkind to her and me , To come and not bring her
? faith , ' tis not friendly . Wid . I fear'd to be too bold . Liv . Too bold ! Oh what's
become Of the true hearty love was wont to be ' Mongst neighbors in old time ?
Now I beshrew you . Could you unkind to her and me , To come and not bring her
? faith , ' tis not friendly . Wid . I fear'd to be too bold . Liv . Too bold ! Oh what's
become Of the true hearty love was wont to be ' Mongst neighbors in old time ?
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