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

    • Copyright Queen's Men Editions. This text may be freely used for educational, non-profit purposes; for all other uses contact the Editor.
    Author: Robert Greene
    Editors: Christopher Hicklin, Christopher Matusiak
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    Friar Bacon and Friar Bungay (Quarto)

    The honourable historie of Frier Bacon.
    1990Lacie. Peggie thy Lord, thy loue, thy husband,
    Trust me, by truth of knighthood, that the King
    Staies for to marry matchles Ellinour,
    Vntil I bring thee richly to the court,
    That one day may both marry her and thee,
    1995How saist thou Keeper art thou glad of this?
    Keeper. As if the English King had giuen
    The parke and deere of Frisingfield to me.
    Erms. I pray thee my Lord of Sussex why art thou in a broune
    study?
    2000Warraine. To see the nature of women, that be they neuer so
    neare God, yet they loue to die in a mans armes.
    Lacie. What haue you fit for breakefast? we haue hied and
    posted all this night to Frisingfield.
    Margret. Butter and cheese and humbls of a Deere,
    2005Such as poore Keepers haue within their lodge.
    Lacie. And not a bottle of wine?
    Margret. Weele find one for my Lord.
    Lacie. Come Sussex lets in, we shall haue more, for she speaks
    least, to hold her promise sure. Exeunt.

    2010Enter a denill to seeke Miles.

    Deuill. How restles are the ghosts of hellish spirites,
    When euerie charmer with his Magick spels
    Cals vs from nine-fold trenched Blegiton,
    To scud and ouer-scoure the earth in post,
    2015Vpon the speedie wings of swiftest winds,
    Now Bacon hath raisd me from the darkest deepe,
    To search about the world for Miles his man,
    For Miles, and to torment his lasie bones,
    For careles watchidg of his Brasen head,
    2020See where he comes, Oh he is mine.
    Enter Miles with a gowne and a corner
    cap.
    Miles. A scholler quoth you, marry sir I would I had bene made
    a
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