THE BABIE LOTH TO GOE TO BEDD
Cini: Now come my Swete, thou’st supt thy Broth And wash’d thy wooden spoon; Thro’ chinken shutter peepeth forth The yellows crescent Moone. The Babe in slumer lyeth; ’Tis past the Close of Daye— Babie: “Yett the Nighte-hawke, Nighte-hawke flyeth—--0 Prithee, left me Stay!” Cini: Uponn thy newe-mayk’t quillf I’ve sewen Full seven patches more, Yett stil to toye wyth sticks and stone Thou'd creep about the floore. Thy ] ytell Brother sleepeth: ’Tis time thou ceas'd thy plaie—Babie: “Yett .the Nighte-mouse, Nighte-mouse creepeth— I Prithee, lett me Stay!” Cini: The Northwind waileth thro’ the Thatch. And wendeth o’er the Loam— Now harke! Thy father liftes the latch— At laste he cometh Home. ! Colin: “To chide thee thus belated?— Nay. kisse thee fast® instead !” Babie: “'Twas but for that I wayted— Now carrie Me to Bedd!” From “The Coinpleat Workes of 1 tiai Willoughby Bering-'’
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Hawke's Bay Tribune, Volume XX, Issue 162, 28 June 1930, Page 14
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151THE BABIE LOTH TO GOE TO BEDD Hawke's Bay Tribune, Volume XX, Issue 162, 28 June 1930, Page 14
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