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More welcome Carrucus, then friendly truce To a besieged City all distressed; How early this glad morning are you come To make me happy, for pardon of your offence I've given a blessing, which may heaven confirm, In treble manner on your virtuous lives. And may our lives and duty daily strive, To be found worthy of that loving favour, Which from your reverent age we now receive, Without desert, or merit. Room for a desirer of justice, what my sister Maria; Who thought to have met you here? You may see brother, unlooked for guest's proof often troublesome. Well, but is your husband there any quieter than a was? Sir, I must desire you to forget all injuries, if, in not being myself, I offered you any. I'll see that peace concluded. Which I agree to, for patience is a virtue father Hog. Was it you son that cried so loud for justice? Yes marry was it, and this the party to whom it appertains. O my most honoured lord I am undone, robbed this black night of all the wealth and treasure, which these many years I have hourly laboured for. And who are those have done this outrage to you? Oh knew I that, I then my lord were happy. Come you for justice then, not knowing 'gainst whom the course of justice should extend itself? Nor yet suspect you none? None but the devil. I thought a was a Cheater, ere since I heard two or three Templars swear at dice the last Christmas, that the devil had got all. My kind acquaintance. joy to thy good success. Noble, and freeborn Haddit, welcome. Mr. Hog good-day. For I have had a bad night on't Sickness is incident to age, what be the writings ready to be sealed, we entreated last day. Yes I think they are, would the Scrivener were paid for the making them. A shallbe so, though I do't myself, is the money put up as I appointed? Yes 'tis put up, confusion cease the receivers. Heaven bless us all, what mean you sir? O sir, I was robbed this night of all I had, My daughter to is lost, and I undone. Marry, God forbid, after what manner I pray. O to recount sir will breed more ruth, Then did the tale of that high Trojan Duke, To the sad fated Carthaginian Queen. What exclamations that? What you will grieve at coz, Your worshipful friend M. Hog is robbed. robbed, by whom or how? O there's the grief, a knows not whom to suspect. The fear of hell o'ertake them whatsoe'er they be: but where's your daughter, I hope she is safe. Thanks heaven, I see she's now so, where hast thou been my girl? Alas sir, carried by amazement, I know not where, pursued by the robbers forced to fly as mad affright, through all the City streets to seek redress, but that lay fast asleep in all men's houses, nor would lend an ear to the distressed.
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More welcome Carrucus, then friendly truce To a beſieged Citty all diſtreſt; How early this glad morning are you come To make me happy, for pardon of your offence I'ue giuen a bleſsing, which may heauen confirme, In trebble manner on your vertuous liues. And may our liues and duty daily ſtriue, To be found worthy of that louing fauour, Which from your reuerent age we now receaue, Without deſert, or merrit. Roome for a deſirer of Iuſtice, what my ſiſter Maria; Who thought to haue met you here? You may ſee brother, vnlook't for gueſts proofe often troubleſome. Well, but is your husband there any quieter then a was? Sir, I muſt deſire you to forget all iniuries, if, in not being my ſelfe, I offered you any. Ile ſee that peace concluded. Which I agree to, for patience is a vertue father Hogge. Was it you ſonne that cride ſo loud for iuſtice? Yes marry was it, and this the party to whome it appertaines. O my moſt honored lord I am vndone, rob'd this black night of all the wealth and treaſure, which theſe many yeeres I haue howerly labored for. And who are thoſe haue done this outrage to you? Oh knew I that, I then my lord were happy. Come you for Iuſtice then, not knowing 'gainſt whom the courſe of Iuſtice ſhould extend it ſelfe? Nor yet ſuſpect you none? None but the diuell. I thought a was a Cheater, ere ſince I heard two or three Templers ſweare at dice the laſt Chriſtmas, that the diuel had got all. My kinde acquaintance. Ioy to thy good ſucceſſe. Noble, and free-borne Haddit, welcome. Mr. Hogge good-day. For I haue had a bad night on't Sickneſſe is incident to age, what be the writings ready to be ſealed, wee intreated laſt day. Yes I thinke they are, would the Scriuiner were paid for the making them. A ſhalbe ſo, though I doote my ſelfe, is the mony put vp as I appointed? Yes tis put vp, confuſion ceaſe the receiuers. Heauen bleſſe vs all, what meane you ſir? O ſir, I was robb'd this night of all I had, My daughter to is loſt, and I vndone. Marry, God forbid, after what manner I pray. O to recount ſir will breede more ruth, Then did the tale of that high Troian Duke, To the ſad fated Carthagenian Queene. What exclamations that? What you will grieue at Coze, Your worſhipfull friend M. Hogge is robb'd. Rob'd, by whom or how? O theres the griefe, a knowes not whome to ſuſpect. The feare of hell oretake them whatſoere they be: but wheres your daughter, I hope ſhe is ſafe. Thankes heauen, I ſee ſhee's now ſo, where haſt thou been my girle? Alas ſir, carried by amazemēt, I know not where, purſu'd by the robbers forc't to fly as mad affright, through al the City ſtreets to ſeek redreſſe, but that lay faſt aſleepe in all mens houſes, nor would lend an eare to the diſtreſt.