and o ,

    And the parched leaves.

    tEIG. t no dinner.

    Ser t

    I sat among t the cross?roads,

    And hers.

    MARY. , did you beg?

    So beg,

    For w

    t heir alms,

    And ed me aicks and stones.

    tEIG. You said t you would bring us food or money.

    Ss in the house?

    tEIG. A bit of mouldy bread.

    MARY. to make another loaf.

    tEIG. And ws gone?

    MARY. the coop.

    Shem!

    tEIG. And t penny gone.

    She hens gone,

    can  live on sorrel and dock)

    And dandelion, till our mouths are green?

    MARY. God, t to t and sup,

    ill cater for us still.

    Schens bare.

    t I looked this day

    And sa a soul to hem.

    MARY. Maybe hed have us die because he knows,

    opped and wopped,

    t every wicked sighe eye,

    And all fool talk from the ear.

    Shere?

    And mocking us h music?

    (A stringed instrument .)

    tEIG. A young man plays it,

    th him.

    S is trouble of to her?

    Not all or a harsh radishy sauce

    For t.

    MARY. Gods pity on the rich,

    hrough as many doors, and seen

    tanding on the polished wood

    In t, wed be as hard,

    And t the end of all,

    She rich.

    tEIG. theyre coming here.

    S stool, down quick, I say,

    And call up a whey face and a whining voice,

    And let your head be bowed upon your knees,

    MARY.  time to put to rights.