The Nevv Inne. Or, The light Heart | ||
Scene 3.
-Latimer.To them.
Roome for green rushes, raise the Fiolers, Chamberlain,
Call vp the house in armes.
Hos.
This will rouze Lovel.
And bring him on too.
Lat.
Shelee-neen.
Runns like a Heyfar, bitten with the Brieze,
About the court, crying on Fly, and cursing.
Fly.
For what, my Lord?
Lat.
Yo'were best heare that from her,
It is no office, Fly, fits my relation.
Here come the happy couple! Ioy, Lord Beaufort.
Fly.
And my yong Lady too.
Hos.
Much ioy, my Lord!
The Nevv Inne. Or, The light Heart | ||