1932Wea. What hath he kill'd his father?

1933Lance. I, sir, with conceit of his vild courses.

1934Fath. Sir, you are misinformed.

1935Lan. Why, thou old knave, thou told'st me so thy self.

1937There's twenty Nobles for to make amends.

1938Flow. No Kester, I have troubled thee, and wrong'd

1939 thee more,

1940What thou in love gives, I in love restore.

1941Fran. Ha, ha, sister, there you plaid bo-peep with

1942Tom, what shall I give her toward houshold?

1943Sister Delia, shall I give her my Fan?

1944Del. You were best ask your husband.

1945Fran. Shall I, Tom?

1947Fran. A russet one, Tom.

1948Civ. I with russet feathers.

1949Fran. Here, sister, there's my Fan toward houshold,

1950to keep you warme.

1951Luce. I thank you, sister.

1952Wea. Why this is well, and toward fair Luces Stock,

1953here's forty shillings: and forty good shillings more, I'le

1954give her marry. Come Sir Lancelot, I must have you

1955friends.

1956Lance. Not I, all this is counterfeit,

1957He will consume it, were it a Million.

1958Fath. Sir, what is your daughters dower worth?

1959Lance. Had she been married to an honest man,

1960It had been better then a thousand pound.

1961Fath. Pay it him, and I'le give you my bond,

1962To make her joynter better worth then three.

1963Lance. Your bond, sir, why what are you?

1964Fath. One whose word in London though I say it,

1965Will passe there for as much as yours.

1966Lan. Wert not thou late that unthrifts serving-man?

1967Fath. Look on me better, now my scar is off.

1968Nere muse man at this metamorphosie.

1969Lance. Master Flowerdale.

1970Flow. My father, O I shame to look on him.

1971Pardon, dear father, the follies that are past.

1972Fath. Son, son, I do, and joy at this thy change,

1973And applaud thy fortune in this vertuous maid,

1974Whom heaven hath sent to thee to save thy soul.

1975Luce. This addeth joy to joy, high heaven be prais'd.

1976Wea. M. Flowerdale, welcome from death, good Mr.

1977 Flowerdale.

1978'Twas sed so here, 'twas sed so here good faith.

1979Fath. I caus'd that rumour to be spread my self,

1980Because I'd see the humours of my son,

1981Which to relate the circumstance is needlesse:

1982And sirrha, see you run no more into that same disease:

1983For he that's once cured of that maladie,

1984Of Riot, Swearing, Drunkenness, and Pride,

1985And falls again into the like distresse,

1986That fever is deadly, doth till death indure:

1987Such men die mad as of a calenture.

1988Flow. Heaven helping me, I'le hate the course as hell.

1989Unc. Say it, and do it Cousin, all is well.

1990Lan. Well, being in hope you'll prove an honest man,

1991I take you to my favour. Brother Flowerdale,

1992Welcome with all my heart: I see your care

1993Hath brought these acts to this conclusion,

1994And I am glad of it, come let's in and feast.

1995Oli. Nay zoft you a while, you promised to make

1996Sir Arthur and me amends, here is your wisest

1997Daughter, see which an's she'll have.

1998Lan. A Gods name, you have my good will, get hers.

1999Oli. How say you then Damsel, tyters hate?

2000Delia. I sir, am yours.

2001Oli. Why, then send for a Vicar, and chill have it

2002Dispatched in a trice, so chill.

2003Del. Pardon me, sir, I mean I am yours,

2004In love, in duty: and affection.

2005But not to love as wife, shall nere be said,

2006 Delia was buried, married, but a maid.

2007Arth. Do not condemne your self for ever

2008Vertuous fair, you were born to love.

2009Oli. Why you say true, Sir Arthur, she was ybore to it,

2010So well as her mother: but I pray you shew us

2011Some zamples or reasons why you will not marry?

2012Del. Not that I do condemne a married life,

2013For 'tis no doubt a sanctimonious thing:

2014But for the care and crosses of a wife,

2015The trouble in this world that children bring,

2016My vow is in heaven in earth to live alone,

2017Husbands howsoever good, I will have none.

2018Oli. Why then, chill live a Batchelor too,

2019Che zet not a vig by a wife, if a wife zet not a vig

2020By me: Come, shall's go to dinner?

2021Fath. To morrow I crave your companies in Mark-lane:

2022To night we'll frolick in M. Civet's house,

2023And to each health drink down a full Carouse,

2024FINIS.