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  • Title: Friar Bacon and Friar Bungay (Quarto)
  • Editors: Christopher Hicklin, Christopher Matusiak

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    Author: Robert Greene
    Editors: Christopher Hicklin, Christopher Matusiak
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    Friar Bacon and Friar Bungay (Quarto)

    The honourable historie of Frier Bacon.
    supper, coniure vp an other spirite, and send doctor Burden fly-
    ing after.
    Bacon. Thus rulers of our Accademicke state,
    345You haue seene the Frier frame his art by proofe:
    And as the colledge called Brazennose,
    Is vnder him and he the maister there:
    So surely shall this head of brasse be framde,
    And yeeld forth strange and vncoth Aphorismes:
    350And Hell and Heccate shall faile the Frier,
    But I will circle England round with brasse.
    Miles. So be it, & nunc & semper, Amen.
    Exeunt omnes.

    Enter Margaret the faire mayd of Fresingfield, with Thomas
    355 and Ione, and other clownes: Lacie disguised in countrie
    apparell.

    Thomas. By my troth Margret heeres a wether is able to
    make a man call his father whorson, if this wether hold wee shall
    haue hay good cheape, and butter and cheese at Harlston will
    360beare no price.
    Margret. Thomas, maides when they come to see the faire,
    Count not to make a cope for dearth of hay,
    When we haue turnd our butter to the salt,
    And set our cheese safely vpon the rackes.
    365Then let our fathers prise it as they please,
    We countrie sluts of merry Fresingfield,
    Come to buy needlesse noughts to make vs fine,
    And looke that yong-men should be francke this day,
    And court vs with such fairings as they can.
    370Phaebus is blythe and frolicke lookes from heauen,
    As when he courted louely Semele:
    Swearing the pedlers shall haue emptie packs,
    If that faire wether may make chapmen buy.
    Lacie. But louely Peggie Semele is dead,
    375And therefore Phaebus from his pallace pries,
    And