A Select Collection of Old English Plays, Volume 8 by Various
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SATIRES.
NYMPHS. _Three_ CLOWNS. _Three_ MAIDS. HUNTERS. REAPERS. MORRIS DANCERS. BOY _to speak the Epilogue_. SUMMER'S LAST WILL AND TESTAMENT.[16] _Enter_ WILL SUMMER,[17] _in his fool's coat but half on, coming out_. _Noctem peccatis et fraudibus objice nubem_.[18] There is no such fine time to play the knave in as the night. I am a goose or a ghost, at least; for what with turmoil of getting my fool's apparel, and care of being perfect, I am sure I have not yet supp'd to-night. Will Summer's ghost I should be, come to present you with "Summer's Last Will and Testament." Be it so; if my cousin Ned will lend me his chain and his fiddle. Other stately-pac'd Prologues use to attire themselves within: I that have a toy in my head more than ordinary, and use to go without money, without garters, without girdle, without hat-band, without points to my hose, without a knife to my dinner, and make so much use of this word without in everything, will here dress me without. Dick Huntley[19] cries, Begin, begin: and all the whole house, For shame, |
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