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Bezig met laden... The Girlhood of Shakespeare's Heroines, Vol. 1: In a Series of Talesdoor Mary Cowden Clarke
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Purchase of this book includes free trial access to www.million-books.com where you can read more than a million books for free. This is an OCR edition with typos. Excerpt from book: TALE V. MEG AND ALICE; THE MERRY MAIDS OF WINDSOR. Merry, and yet honest loo. The Merry W, ees of W, ndtor. Have ye heard the news, mother ? said a girl about twelve years old, bouncing through the open door of a cottage where sat her parents, gaffer and gammer Quickly; have ye heard that mistress May and mistress Gay have both been brought to bed this morning?and that they have a goodly girl apiece ? ' Girls; pshaw ejaculated John Quickly. And why shouldn't they be girls, if they like it, John? And why shouldn't girls be as good as boys? asked Gilian. his wife; I know you were like one wood, when ye learned that your own children were both wenches; but for my part I'd never ha' changed our Neil and Poll for any knave-bearn of them all In the first place, boys can work; and girls are of no use; quoth John. 'Of no use Can't they be good housewives, John? asked hia wife. Can be? Ay. But are they? eh? Seldom, I wot; grumbled John. There's our Nell. What did she do, trow but as soon as she grow to be a likely wench in her teens, wasn't she teen enough to me- ? Wasn't she always gadding about, running after the fellows, andMover content, till she got her cousio Bob Quickly to marry her? And, iow haven't they set off to London to get their living there ? And much pood I've got out of my eldest girl, haven't I ? '. Why, I think she's done very well, John; she might ha' done worse; suid the philosophic Gilian. She's married the lad of her choice; she's gone up to London, to live among ladies, if she is not a lady herself. Didn't Jem Wainrope, the waggoner, bring us word that they've taken a tavern in Eastcheap, and that they've called it the Boar's Head; and that they're like to drive a thriving trade there? '. Ay. that... Geen bibliotheekbeschrijvingen gevonden. |
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