_Here she whistleth, and_ INGNORANCY _cometh in._

_Idle._ Come on, ye fool! All this day or ye can come to school?

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_Idle._ I would thy mother had kissed thy bum! She will never let thee thrive, I trow! Come on, goose! Now, lo! men shall know That Idleness can do somewhat, yea! And play the schoolmistress, too, if need be. Mark what doctrine by Idleness comes! Say thy lesson, fool!

Early English Dramatists--Recently Recovered

_Idle._ Yea, upon thy thumbs: is not there thy name?

Early English Dramatists--Recently Recovered

_Idle._ Go too, then; spell me that same! Where was thou born?

_Ingn._ Chwas i-bore in England, mother said.

_Idle._ And what's half Ingland? Here's _Ing_; and here's _land_. What's 'tis?

_Idle._ What's 'tis? whoreson! what's 'tis? Here's _Ing_; and here's _land_. What's 'tis?

_Idle._ Thy thumb? _Ing_, whoreson! _Ing, Ing!_

_Idle._ Forth! Shall I beat thy narse, now?

_Idle._ Dog bark? Dog _ran_, whoreson! dog _ran!_

_Ingn._ _Dog ran, whoreson! dog ran, dog ran!_

_Idle._ Yet again; _ran_, whoreson! _ran, ran!_

_Idle._ Foorth, now! What said the goose?

_Idle._ Dog bark? _His_, whoreson! _his-s-s-s-s-s._

_Idle._ How sayest, now, fool? Is not there thy name?

_Idle._ Well then; can me that same! What hast thou learned?

_Idle._ _Ich cannot tell_--thou sayest even very well! For, if thou couldst tell, then had not I well Taught thee thy lesson which must be taught; To tell all, when thou canst tell right naught.

_Idle._ Yea; and, therefore, Shalt have a new coat, by God I swore!

_Idle._ Yea, a new coat, by-and-by. Off with this old coat! _a new coat_, cry!

_Ingn._ _A new coat, a new coat! a new coat!_

_Idle._ Peace! whoreson fool! Wilt thou wake him now? Unbutton thy coat, fool! Canst thou do nothing?

_Idle._ _I note how choold be!_ A fool betide thee! So wisely it speaketh; come on, now! when? Put back thine arm, fool!

_Idle._ So, lo! now let me see how this gear Will trim this gentleman that lieth here. Ah! God save it! so sweetly it doth sleep! While on your back this gay coat can creep, As feat as can be for this one arm.

_Idle._ Hold, fool! keep thee warm! And, come hither! hold this head here! soft now, for waking! Ye shall see one here brought in such taking That he shall soon scantily know himself. Here is a coat as fit for this elf As it had been made even for this body!