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Both mean and notable, and rich and poor,
I'll swear they will. But what? Thou look'st not over cheerily; Think'st thou the knights have made some way then, ha?
The deacons of eight crafts have sided with them,
of the aldermen.
Ay, truly ?
And all the men of lineage.
That's as thou hearest.
The citizens pass'd by me in the street
up, and then pull down, and then build up,And always in the ruins some are
And I'm afeard, though loth I am to think it,
A few amongst your guard have fallen off
Is't so ?
SCENE IV.—The Dwelling-house of the Lord of Occo.
Occo and VAN A ESWYN.
The mariners, then, are for us?
They are ours.
And these are of the curriers that thou bring'st me?
The deacons of that craft—they're backward still:
We'll deal with them the same as with the fullers ; So bring them in.
[Exit Van Aeswyn.
Well done, Sir Curriers ! These precious moments must be given to you ! The devil curry you for senseless boors !
Re-enter VAN A ESWYN with the two Craftsmen. Good-morrow, masters-Ha!
Jacob Van Ryk; and if my eyes see true,
Tush, tush, sir! tell not me.
Truly, sir, nor I.
Aye, but there is a difference, my friends,
Who take a step or two before the herd,
'Tis a good proverb, sir, for early men,
Why look ye now; too surely, should ye shout,
And they would rather 'twere by steel than cord,
It must be own'd The city's weal doth loudly call upon us ; But some of us there are who recently Swore fealty to Artevelde.
What then ? That was but for the war-not knowing then That it was ended by your deputies And peace concluded : answer not so idly. Swore ye not fealty to the Earl before ? Come, come, my friends—we're all as one, I see ; And let me tell you that the whole of Ghent, Almost the whole, is minded like yourselves. Strange is it men shall meditate and muse In secret all alike, and show no sign Till a blow's struck, and then they speak it out, And each man finds in each his counterpart ; And, as a sluice were open'd, all shall rush To find the self-same level, and pour on To the same end. But I forgot, my friends ; We have to think of what particular mark Should first be aim'd at when the blow is struck.