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THE LADY ISABELLA'S TRAGEDT. |
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Fair Isabella was she call'd,
A creature faire was shee; She was her fathers only joye; is
As you shall after see.
Therefore her cruel step-mother
Did envye her so much, That daye by daye she sought her life,
Her malice it was such. 20
She bargain'd with the master-cook
To take her life awaye; And taking of her daughter's book,
She thus to her did saye:—
" Go home, sweet daughter, I thee praye, 25
Go hasten presentlie, And tell unto the master-cook
These wordes that I tell thee.
" And bid him dresse to dinner streight
That faire and milk-white doe so
That in the parke doth shine so bright, There's none so faire to showe."
This ladye fearing of no harme,
Obey'd her mothers will; And presentlye she hasted home, 35
Her pleasure to fulfill.
She streight into the kitchen went,
Her message for to tell; And there she spied the master-cook,
Who did with malice swell. 40 |
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