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ICESTER. RICHMOND. FITZWATER. YOUNG FITZWATER. WINCHESTER. BRUCE. YOUNG BRUCE. BOY, _son of Lady Bruce_. OXFORD. HUBERT. MOWBRAY. BONVILLE. PRIOR OF YORK. JUSTICE WARMAN. SIR DONCASTER. MONK OF BURY. WILL BRAND. _Maskers, Messengers, Soldiers, &c_. QUEEN MOTHER. QUEEN. MATILDA. LADY BRUCE. ABBESS OF DUNMOW. THE DEATH OF ROBERT EARL OF HUNTINGTON. ACT I, SCENE I. _Enter_ FRIAR TUCK.[258] FRIAR. Holla, holla, holla! follow, follow, follow! [_Like noise within_. Now, benedicite! What foul absurdity, Folly and foolery Had like to follow me! I and my mates, Like addle-pates, Inviting great states To see our last play, Are hunting the hay, With "Ho! that way The goodly hart ran," With "Follow, Little John! Much, play the man!" And I, like a sot, Have wholly forgot The course of our plot But, cross-bow, lie down, Come on, friar's gown, Hood, cover my crown, And with a low beck Prevent a sharp check. Blithe sit ye all, and wink at our rude cry: Mind, where we left in Sherwood merrily The king, his train Robin, his yeomen tall, Gone to the wood to see the fat deer fall. We left maid Marian busy in the bower, And pretty Jenny looking every hour For their returning from the hunting-game, And therefore seek to set each thing in frame. Warman all woful for his sin we left: Sir Doncaster, whose villanies and theft You never heard of, but too soon ye shall, Housed[259] with the Prior, shame them both befall! They two will make our mirth be short and small. But lest I bring ye sorrow ere the time, Pardon I beg of your well-judging eyne, And take in part bad prologue and rude play. The hunters halloo! Tuck must needs away. Therefore down, weed; Bow, do the deed To make the stag bleed; And if my hand speed, Hey for a cry, With a throat strain'd high, And a loud yall At the beast's fall _Enter_ KING, ELY, FITZWATER, SALISBURY, CHESTER, PRINCE JOHN, LITTLE JOHN, SCATHLOCK. KING. Where is our mother?[260] JOHN. Mounted in a stand: Six fallow deer have died by her hand. FITZ. Three stags I slew. ELY. Two bucks by me fell down. CHES. As many died by me. SAL. But I had three. JOHN. Scathlock, w
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