A TRAGEDY
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Regard thee: thieves and cowards be not all
Who from the Lowlands come.
WIFE.
Some years gone by, who was as true and honest—
Ay, and I do believe well nigh as brave,
As though, with brogued feet, he never else
Had all his days than muir or mountain trode.
DE GREY.
Been my misluck to draw my earliest breath
Where meadows flower, and corn fields wave i' th' sun.
But let us still be friends! heaven gives us not
To choose our birth-place, else these wilds, no doubt,
Would be more thickly peopled.
HOST.
WIFE.
To quarrel with him too for his misfortune.
(Noise heard without.)
