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O God, that right should thus overcome might! Well, of sufferance comes
ease. [25]
DOLL
Come, you rogue, come, bring me to a justice.
HOSTESS
Ay, come, you starved bloodhound.
DOLL
Goodman death, goodman bones!
HOSTESS
Thou atomy, thou!
DOLL
Come, you thin thing, come, you rascal. [30]
BEADLE
Very well.
[Exeunt.]
Scene V IT
Enter [Grooms as] strewers of rushes.
1. GROOM
More rushes, more rushes.
2. GROOM
The trumpets have sounded twice.
3. GROOM
’Twill be two o’clock ere they come from the coronation. Dispatch, dispatch.
[Exeunt.]
