t was the winning gave me joy. But I love music; my soul longeth forit. 1 suck sweet melancholyfrom a song as thou suckesta dull brain from thy pota-tions. SIR T. Sirrah, thou abusestthy privilege. I care not forale, nor is my brain befogged.JESTER, Then, speaking of sil-ver, canst thou tell me why… … Ucj.Hn.t- A SIXTEENTH-CENTURY CHRISTMAS 151 JESTER. Nuncle, where hadst thou this fine ale SIR T. Of Master Davenant at the Crown Inn,sirrah.JESTER. Of Master Davenant! Then whv is tin; v Crown Inn like Jacobs Well? SIR T. I know not that, either. JESTER, Because, hark ye, he brews drink there. SIR…
Children's plays · Amusements
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