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16 shee vowed to bring her to 5 capon pyes , , with birds the sids vpon . take heed & c . and she promises her two capon pies for her wedding feast . Panche's wife 20 But yet the good wiffe , tho litle shee sayd , in mind & hart was woe ...
16 shee vowed to bring her to 5 capon pyes , , with birds the sids vpon . take heed & c . and she promises her two capon pies for her wedding feast . Panche's wife 20 But yet the good wiffe , tho litle shee sayd , in mind & hart was woe ...
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1 take heede & c . 36 Panche gets angry , says his wife has some plot When that he heard his wiffe say , soe , his anger waxed hotte : 40 Quoth he , “ thou drabb ! thou filthy Queane ! thy councell likes me not ! belike some match is ...
1 take heede & c . 36 Panche gets angry , says his wife has some plot When that he heard his wiffe say , soe , his anger waxed hotte : 40 Quoth he , “ thou drabb ! thou filthy Queane ! thy councell likes me not ! belike some match is ...
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take heede & c . - here's your victuals ! ” 80 When in bed , 84 The time drew on when euerye man vnto his rest did goe ; but Paunch lay grunting by his wiffe , 88 and says he's ready to die for hunger . which made her wonderous woe .
take heede & c . - here's your victuals ! ” 80 When in bed , 84 The time drew on when euerye man vnto his rest did goe ; but Paunch lay grunting by his wiffe , 88 and says he's ready to die for hunger . which made her wonderous woe .
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take heede & c . 92 His wife says he must wait till breakfast . Tush ! says 96 “ Alas ! ” quoth shee , “ content you must bee till breakfast time to stay ; for none in the house is risen , you see , to giue you meate any way .
take heede & c . 92 His wife says he must wait till breakfast . Tush ! says 96 “ Alas ! ” quoth shee , “ content you must bee till breakfast time to stay ; for none in the house is risen , you see , to giue you meate any way .
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... for a ffitt place to breake it on , he seeketh round about . take heede & c . 160 Two friars lie on the kitchen floor . 164 Panche cracks the Tow silly fryers , on the kitchin flore ! all night asleepe dyd lye ; whose shauen crownes ...
... for a ffitt place to breake it on , he seeketh round about . take heede & c . 160 Two friars lie on the kitchen floor . 164 Panche cracks the Tow silly fryers , on the kitchin flore ! all night asleepe dyd lye ; whose shauen crownes ...
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