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LORNE, (calling off the Stage.)

But ho! good host and hostess! (To De Grey.) ere I go

I must take leave of honest Duncan here,
And of his rosy wife.—Ay, here they come.

Enter the Host and his Wife.

(To Host, &c.)

Farewell, my friends, and thanks be to you both!

Good cheer, and kindly given, of you we've had.
Thy hand, good host. May all the fish o' th' ocean
Come crowding to thy nets!—And healthy brats,
Fair dame, have thou! with such round rosy cheeks
As brats of thine befit: and, by your leave,
(Kissing her.)
So be they kiss'd by all kind comers too!
Good luck betide you both!

HOST.

And, sir, to you the same. Whoe'er you be,

A brave man art thou, that I will be sworn.

WIFE.

Come you this way again, I hope, good sir,

You will not pass our door.