17691622Hot. Come Kate, thou art perfect in lying downe,

17701623Come quick, quick, that I may lay my head in thy lap.

17721624La. Go ye giddy goose.

17741626Hot. Now I perceiue the diuell vnderstands Welsh,

17751627And tis no maruaile he is so humorous,

17761628Birlady he is a good musition.

17771629La. Then should you be nothing but musicall,

17781630For you are altogither gouernd by humors,

17791631Lie still ye thiefe, and heare the Lady sing in Welsh.

17801632Hot. I had rather heare lady my brache howle in Irish.

17821633La. Wouldst thou haue thy head broken?

17831634Hotsp. No.

17841635La. Then be still.

17851636Hotsp. Neither, tis a womans fault.

17861637La. Nowe God helpe thee.

17871638Hot. To the Welsh Ladies bed.

17881639La. Whats that?

17891640Hot. Peace, she sings.

17911642Hot. Come Kate, ile haue your song too.

17921643La. Not mine in good sooth.

17931644Hot. Not yours in good sooth. Hart, you sweare like a comfit-

17941645makers wife, not you in good sooth, and as true as I liue, and as

17961646God shall mend me, and as sure as day:

17971647And giuest such sarcenet surety for thy oathes,

17981648As if thou neuer walkst further then Finsbury.

17991649Sweare me Kate like a ladie as thou art,

18001650A good mouthfilling oath, and leaue in sooth,

18011651And such protest of pepper ginger bread

18021652To veluet gards, and Sunday Citizens.

18031653Come sing.

18041654La. I will not sing.

18051655Hot. Tis the next way to turne tayler, or be redbrest teacher,

18061656and the indentures be drawn ile away within these two houres,

18071657and so come in when ye will. Exit.

18091658Glen. Come, come, Lord Mortimer, you are as slow,

18101659As Hot. Lord Percy is on fire to go: