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Were you not yesterday, Master Burden, at Henley upon the Thames? Done at the Holy Land ‘fore Damas’ walls. Thus, rulers of our academic state.
A good reason, Ralph. Your honour hath said well; but shall we to Brazen-nose College before we pull off our bacoj A devil, wnd devil, my lord! The grave ends and begins a married state. Choler to see the traitors gree so well Made me to think the shadows substances.
Then, Miles, upon thy life.
Friar Bacon and Friar Bungay
You shall lie while your arse ache an your Head speak no better. I prithee, tell me, Ned, art thou in love with the Keeper’s daughter?
The supposed edition, sometimes encountered, is simply a mistaken copy of Mrs. The figure of Lacy appears in the glass. But give me leave to counsel me a time, For fancy blooms not at the first assault; Give me but ten days’ respite, and I will reply, Which or to whom myself affectionates. No fiar had I pried into the yard, But straight a whirlwind hoisted me from thence, And mounted me aloft unto the clouds.
Good Lord, Master Plutus, I have seen you a thousand times at my master’s, and yet I had never the manners to make you drink. But I pray you, may I not froar an office there! And therefore, Henry, place these potentates, And bid them fall unto their frugal cates. No, slay the earl, and, ‘fore the morning sun Shall vaunt him thrice over the lofty east, Margaret will meet her Lacy in the heavens.
They sit and gaze into the glass. Jove’s bastard son, thou Libyan Hercules, Pull off the sprigs from off th’ Hesperian tree, As once thou didst to win the golden fruit. What, Master Plutus, how cheer you?
I pass not of his frivolous speeches. God be with you, sir; I’ll take but a book in my hand, a wide-sleeved gown on my back, and a crowned cap on my head, and see if I can want promotion. Whose heads contain maps of the liberal arts. Never before was’t known to Vandermast That men held devils in such obedient awe.
By my troth, sir, in a place where I may profit myself. And, talking there with men of art, put down.
FRIAR BACON & FRIAR BUNGAY () with Ian McKellen
Miles doesn’t anr the wit bavon wake his master in time. O, yes, good sir, he is my daily guest. With seven years’ tossing necromantic charms, Poring upon dark Hecat’s principles, I have fram’d out a monstrous head of brass, That, by the enchanting forces of the devil, Shall tell out strange and uncouth aphorisms, And girt fair England with a wall of brass. Nay, look if he will speak to me! Leaving his friend Lacy to woo Margaret in his absence, Edward goes to Oxford to ask Friar Bacon, a noted philosopher and magician, to help him.
Can Edward, then, sit by a flame and freeze, Whose heat puts Helen and fair Daphne down? What means the English prince to wrong my man?
Bacon, thy magic doth effect this massacre. Come, Sussex, let us in–we shall have more, For she speaks least, to hold her promise sure. Fear not, my lord, this couple will agree, If love may creep into their wanton eyes– And therefore, Edward, I accept thee here, Without suspence, as my adopted son.
Friar, thou art mad. Marry, Sirrah Ned, thou shall put on friqr cap and my coat and my dagger, and I will put on thy clothes and thy sword; and so thou shalt be my fool.
Now, Miles, in thee rests Friar Bacon’s weal. Why, Master Brazen-head, have you such a capital nose, and answer you with syllables, Time is!
He draws Margaret to one side. Hercules siezes Vandermast with one hand and the tree with the other, and all vanish. Tis well; but take heed it be not a trot–but ’tis no matter, I’ll prevent it. Come, Joan and Thomas, shall we to the fair? Who but the Keeper’s lass of Fressingfield?