The First Part of Sir John Oldcastle; A Historical Drama (Paperback)

This historic book may have numerous typos and missing text. Purchasers can usually download a free scanned copy of the original book (without typos) from the publisher. Not indexed. Not illustrated. 1907 edition. Excerpt: ... think that all the beggars in this land are thy acquaintance: go bestow your almes, none will controll your sir. Harp. What should I giue them? you are grown so beggarly that you can scarce giue a bit of bread at your doore: 310 you can ta'lke of your Religion so long, that you haue banished ' charity from you: a man may make a Flax-shop in your kitchin chimnies, for any fire there is stirring. _ Cob. If thou wilt giue them nothing, send them hence: Let them not stand heere staruing in the cold. 376 Harp. Who I driue them hence? If I driue poore men fro-the doore, Ile bee hang d: I know not what I may come to my selfe: God help ye poore knaues, ye see the world. Wei, you had a mother: 0 God bee with thee good Ladye, thy soule s at rest; she gaue more in shirts and smocks to poore 380 children, then you spend in your house, and yet you line a beggar too. Cob. Euen the worst deede that ere my mother did, was in releeuing such a foole as thou. Har. I, I am a foole still: with all your wit youle dye a 385 beggar, go too. ' Cob. Go you old foole, giue the poore people something: G0 in poore men into the inner Court, and take such almes as there is to be had. Sol. God blesse your honour. 390 Har. Hang you rogues, hang you, there s nothing but ' Misery amongst you, you feare no Law you. Exit Oldm. God blesse you good master Rafe, God saue your life, you are good to the poore still. Enter the Lord Powis disguised. Cob. What fellow s yonder comes along the Groue? 3951 Few passengers there be that know this way: Me thinkes he stops as though he staide for mee, And meant to shrow d himselfe amongst the bushes. I know the Clergy hates me to the death, And my Religion gets me many foes: -And And this may be some...