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A Collection of Old English Plays, Volume 3 by Various
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rascall? No, you shall give me leave to take my leave. That ceremonye
performd, I'm yours tyll doomes day.

_Char_. I cannot live without thee.

_Fue_. Ile not stay a day at furthest.

_Char_. I darre denye thee nothynge. Kysse & goe:
Thynke how I languyshe for thee.

_Fue_. And I will condole in recyprocall kyndnes.

_Char_. Bishopp, attend my dearest.

_Tur_. Greate Sir, I was toe impudent even nowe
To trooble you with my token; good Sir, please
To give it me agayne: a meaner man
Shall serve my humble messadge.

_Fue_. Bishopp, I doe voutsafe it; theres thy ringe.
[_Gives him the ringe_.

_Tur_.--And you agayne a basse most scurvye thynge.

[_Exe. Turp., Fue_.

_Enter La Busse_.

_Char_. Howe nowe, _La Busse_? What newse from _Ganelon_?

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