Master Skylark; or, Will Shakespeare's ward; a dramatization of the story of the same name by John Bennett, in five acts . olffor songs, dear Nick, and thou wilt sing them allfor me ? 40 MASTER SKYLARK Act I Nick. Aye, surely, sir. But wilt thou havethe barley cakes ? Caeew. My soul, I had forgot the cakes.[Takes them, and Nick carries back the emptycrock.] — I 11 do it! I 11 do it if I dance on airfor it! I 11 have it out of canting Stratford town,or may I never thrive! My soul! the very eyes are like twin holidays and he breathes thebreath of spring. Nicholas, Nick Skylark —Master
Master Skylark; or, Will Shakespeare's ward; a dramatization of the story of the same name by John Bennett, in five acts . olffor songs, dear Nick, and thou wilt sing them allfor me ? 40 MASTER SKYLARK Act I Nick. Aye, surely, sir. But wilt thou havethe barley cakes ? Caeew. My soul, I had forgot the cakes.[Takes them, and Nick carries back the emptycrock.] — I 11 do it! I 11 do it if I dance on airfor it! I 11 have it out of canting Stratford town,or may I never thrive! My soul! the very eyes are like twin holidays and he breathes thebreath of spring. Nicholas, Nick Skylark —Master Skylark — why, tis just the name.—I 11 do it, upon my word, and on the remnant ofmine honor! Nick. [Having come out again, as he speaksthe last words.] Did ye speak to me, sir? Caeew. Nay, Nicholas, I was talking to theman i the moon. Nick. Why, sir, the moon is not up yet. Caeew. [Laughing.] To be sure; the silveryjade has missed the first act. Nick. The first act? What will ye play forthe Mayors show, in Coventry? Caeew. [Still staring at him.] I know not,— something to catch the pence of the What! How now? cried the stranger, sharply. Dost like orlike me not ? Act I MASTER SKYLARK 41 Nick. [Greatly distressed.] Why, I thoughtthe May-day play d be free — I have not afarthing! Caeew. Tut, tut, thou silly lad! Am I thyfriend for naught ? Why, Nick, I love thine open,pretty face.— Canst thou speak lines by heart?— Here, scan this paper oer. [Gives him apaper from a roll that he takes out of one side ofhis -wallet.] Nick. Why, sir, it is a part! Carew. A part, to be sure — and a part of avery good whole, too; and do thou just learn thatpart, good Master Skylark, as we walk along to-gether, and thou shalt say it in the days play. Nick. [Gasping.] What, Master Carew!I ? With the Lord Admirals players ? Caketv. [Clapping Nick on the back, asHodge, unobserved, thrusts his head through thehedge and gapes in astonishment.] Why, surely;and thou shalt sing
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