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"Beggars Bush From the Works of Francis Beaumont and John Fletcher (Volume 2 of 10)"

[_Exit._
_Hub._ Her voyce too sayes the same; but for my head
I would not that her manners were so chang'd.
Hear me thou honest fellow; what's this maiden,
That lives amongst you here?
_Gin._ Ao, ao, ao, ao.
_Hub._ How? nothing but signs?
_Gin._ Ao, ao, ao, ao.
_Hub._ This is strange,
I would fain have it her, but not her thus.
_Hig._ He is de-de-de-de-de-de-deaf, and du-du-dude-dumb Sir.
_Hub._ Slid they did all speak plain ev'n now me thought.
Do'st thou know this same maid?
_Snap._ Why, why, why, why, which, gu, gu, gu, gu, Gods fool
She was bo-bo-bo-bo-born at the barn yonder,
By-be-be-be-be-Beggars Bush-bo-bo-Bush
Her name is, My-my-my-my-my-match: so was her Mo-mo-mo-Mothers too-too.
_Hub._ I understand no word he says; how long
Has she been here?
_Snap._ Lo-lo-long enough to be ni-ni-nigled, and she ha' go-go-go-good
luck.
_Hub._ I must be better inform'd, than by this way.
Here was another face too, that I mark'd
Of the old mans: but they are vanish'd all
Most suddenly: I will come here again,
O, that I were so happy, as to find it,
What I yet hope: it is put on.


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