THE MILK-MAID'S SONG 



another song of you. Come, Scholar, let Maudlin alone ; do 

 not you offer to spoil her voice. Look, yonder comes mine 

 Hostess, to call us to supper. How now ; is my Brother Peter 

 come ? 



HOST. Yes, and a friend with him ; they are both glad to 

 hear that you are in these parts, and long to see you, and long 

 to be at supper, for they be very hungry. 



