This historic book may have numerous typos and missing text. Purchasers can download a free scanned copy of the original book (without typos) from the publisher. Not indexed. Not illustrated. 1920 edition. Excerpt: ...Gilmer TfA carte for a callet. Chat TfWhy wenest thou thus to preuaile, I hold thee a grote, I shall patche thy coate, Gilmer TfThou warte as good kysse my tayle: Thou slut, yu kut, yu rakes, yu iakes: will not shame make y hide the 25 Chat TfThou skald, thou bald, thou rotten, yu glotton, I will no longer ...
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This historic book may have numerous typos and missing text. Purchasers can download a free scanned copy of the original book (without typos) from the publisher. Not indexed. Not illustrated. 1920 edition. Excerpt: ...Gilmer TfA carte for a callet. Chat TfWhy wenest thou thus to preuaile, I hold thee a grote, I shall patche thy coate, Gilmer TfThou warte as good kysse my tayle: Thou slut, yu kut, yu rakes, yu iakes: will not shame make y hide the 25 Chat TfThou skald, thou bald, thou rotten, yu glotton, I will no longer chyd the But I will teache the to kepe home. Gamer TfWylt thou drunken beaste. Hodge TfSticke to her gammer, take her by the head, chil warrant you thys feast. Smyte I saye gammer. Byte I say gammer, I trow ye wyll be keene: Where be your nayls? claw her by the iawes, pull me out bo the her eyen, 30 Gogs bones gammer, holde vp your head, Chat Tfl trow drab I shall dresse thee. Tary yu knaue I hold the a grote, I shall make these hands blesse thee Take yu this old hore for amends, & lerne thy tonge well to tame And say thou met at this bickering, not thy fellow but thy dame. v.--( s, s Hodge TfWhere is the strong stued hore, chil geare a hores marke, 35 Stand out ones way, that ich kyll none in the darke: Up gammer and ye be alyue, chil feyght now for us bothe, Come no nere me thou scalde callet, to kyll the ich wer loth. Choi TfArt here agayne thou hoddy peke, what doll bryng me out my spitte. Hodge TfChill broche thee wyth this, bim father soule, chyll coniure that foule sprete: 40 L, et dore stand Cock, why corns in deede? kepe dore yu horson boy. Chat TfStand to it yu dastard for thine eares, ise teche y5 a sluttish toye. Hodge TfGogs woundes hore, chil make the auaunte, take heede Cocke, pull in the latche, Chat Tfl faith sir loose breche had ye taried, ye shold haue found your match. Gamer TfNow ware thy throte losell, thouse pay for al Hodge TfWell said gammer by my soule, 45 Hoyse her, souse her, bounce her, trounce her, pull out her...
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