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Be it peace, or be it war, here at liberty we are, And enjoy our ease and rest; To the field we are not prest; Nor are call'd into the Town, to be troubled with the Gown.
Hang all Officers we cry, and the Magistrate too, by; When the Subsidie's encreast, we are not a penny Sest.
Nor will any go to Law, with the Beggar for a straw.
All which happiness he brags, he doth owe unto his rags._
_Enter_ Snap, Hubert, _and_ Hemskirke.
_Snap._ A Cove comes: Fumb.u.mbis.
_Prig._ To your postures; arm.
_Hub._ Yonder's the Town: I see it.
_Hemsk._ There's our danger Indeed afore us, if our shadows save not.
_Hig._ Bless your good Wors.h.i.+ps.
_Fer._ One small piece of mony.
_Prig._ Amongst us all poor wretches.
_Clau._ Blind, and lame.
_Ginks._ For his sake that gives all.
_Hig._ Pitifull Wors.h.i.+ps.
_Snap._ One little doyt.
_Enter_ Jaculin.
_Jac._ King, by your leave, where are you?
_Fer._ To buy a little bread.
_Hig._ To feed so many Mouths, as will ever pray for you.
_Prig._ Here be seven of us.
_Hig._ Seven, good Master, O remember seven, Seven blessings.
_Fer._ Remember, gentle Wors.h.i.+p.
_Hig._ 'Gainst seven deadly sins.
_Prig._ And seven sleepers.
_Hig._ If they be hard of heart, and will give nothing-- Alas, we had not a charity this three dayes.
_Hub._ There's amongst you all.
_Fer._ Heaven reward you.
_Prig._ Lord reward you.
_Hig._ The Prince of pity bless thee.
_Hub._ Do I see? or is't my fancy that would have it so?
Ha? 'tis her face: come hither maid.
_Jac._ What ha' you, Bells for my squirrel? I ha' giv'n bun meat, You do not love me, do you? catch me a b.u.t.terfly, And I'le love you again; when? can you tell?
Peace, we go a birding: I shall have a fine thing. [_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, G.o.ds 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.
_Hem._ What mean you Sir, To stay there with that stammerer?
_Hub._ Farewell friend,-- It will be worth return, to search: Come, Protect us our disguise now, pre'thee _Hemskirk_ If we be taken, how do'st thou imagine This town will use us, that hath stood so long Out against _Wolfort_?
_Hem._ Ev'n to hang us forth Upon their walls a sunning, to make Crows meat, If I were not a.s.sur'd o' the _Burgomaster_, And had a pretty excuse to see a niece there, I should scarce venture.
_Hub._ Come 'tis now too late To look back at the ports: good luck, and enter. [_Exeunt._
SCENA II.
