Thomas Morton,
Speed the plough
“ Mor. Well, never despair.Ash. I never do, zur. It is not my way. When the sun do shine I never think of voul weather, not I; and when it do begin to rain, I always think that's a zure zign it will give auver.Mor. Is that young man your son?Ash. No, zur—I do wish he were wi' all my heart and zoul.Gerald. [To Morrington.] Sir, remember.Mor. Doubt not my prudence. Young man, your appearance interests me;—how can I serve you?Henry. By informing me who are my parents.Mor. That I cannot do.Henry. Then, by removing from me the hatred of Sir Philip Blandford.Mor. Does Sir Philip hate you? ”
