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Mary thus , canst thou tell us yet Where is any rose water to get ? Ta . Ye , that I
can well purvey , As good as ever you put to your nose , For there is a feyre
wenche callyd Rose Dystylleth a quarte every day . Sen. By God ! I wolde a pynt
of that ...
Mary thus , canst thou tell us yet Where is any rose water to get ? Ta . Ye , that I
can well purvey , As good as ever you put to your nose , For there is a feyre
wenche callyd Rose Dystylleth a quarte every day . Sen. By God ! I wolde a pynt
of that ...
Page 16
Hee , hearing no speech , rose up , and took his knife , swearing hee would
marke her for a whore , and with those words he ranne to her , and cut her over
the nose ; all this the old woman indured quietly , knowing her words would have
but ...
Hee , hearing no speech , rose up , and took his knife , swearing hee would
marke her for a whore , and with those words he ranne to her , and cut her over
the nose ; all this the old woman indured quietly , knowing her words would have
but ...
Page 25
This villaine lay still under the bed , lissning if hee could heare that the
gentlewoman slept : at length he might heare her draw her breath long : then
thought hee all sure , and like a cunning villaine rose without noise , going
straight to the table ...
This villaine lay still under the bed , lissning if hee could heare that the
gentlewoman slept : at length he might heare her draw her breath long : then
thought hee all sure , and like a cunning villaine rose without noise , going
straight to the table ...
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