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absolute Promise afraid any-body believe Bribe brought thee civilly contriv'd Court Courtiers dark Dear depend on't Dick Enter Exeunt false find your Majesty Flattery Forest a hunting Friend frighted Gentleman give glad greatest Nobleman Gun go Happiness hear heard a Gun Heart Here's King honest Honour hope your Majesty House Injury Injustice Innocence John Cockle Justice Kate Keepers King Harry King's Deer Kneel let us drink London Lordship lost lov'd Lure Madge Majesty's Feet Mansfield Margery methinks Miller ness Night Noble nocent oblig'd Opportunity of throw over-joy'd Pardon Peggy perhaps Phœ Pitcher pray Price promis'd Promise of Marriage Rascals Revenge Richard robb'd Rogue ruin'd Scene Scene changes Sherwood Forest slie Song Supper sure take some Opportunity Thank ye ther thou can'st thou hast seen To-morrow us'd Villain Who's Wood wou'd wrong'd young Lord Zoons
Page 14 - I have the honor to belong to the king, as well as you, and perhaps should be as unwilling to see any wrong done him. I came down with him to hunt in this forest, and the...
Page 12 - His wisdom knows not which is north, and which is south ; his power a beggar's dog would bark at, and the beggar himself would not bow to his greatness.
Page 36 - Come, sir, you must mend a bad supper with a glass of good ale ; here's King Harry's health. King. With all my heart. Come. Richard, here's King Harry's health ; I hope you are courtier enough to pledge me, are not you ? Dick. Yes, yes, sir, I'll drink the king's health with all my heart. Mar. Come, sir, my humble service to you, and much good may do ye with your poor supper; I wish it had been better.
Page 26 - Kill a couple of the best fowls ; and go you, Kate, and draw a pitcher of ale. We are famous, sir, at Mansfield, for good ale, and for honest fellows that know how to drink it. King. Good ale will be acceptable, at present, for I am very dry. But pray, how came your son to leave you, and go to London ? Mil.
Page 35 - Night fhot one of the King's Deer ; did not we hear the Gun go off? Did not we hear you fay, you was afraid it fhould be taken from you ? a C.
Page 43 - Dick. Do you know my Lord Lurewell? King. Yes, Dick. That's the man. King, Well, I would have you put your design in execution.
Page 37 - My singing days are over, but my man Joe has got an excellent one, and if you have a mind to hear it, I'll call him in. King. With all my heart. Mil. Joe! Enter JOE Mil.
Page 15 - I speak truth now, I assure you ; and to convince you of it, if you...