787Civ. By my troth this is good luck, I thank God for

788this. In good sooth I have even my hearts desire: sister

789Delia, now I may boldly call you so, for your father hath

790frank and freely given me his daughter Franck.

791Fran. I by my troth, Tom, thou hast my good will too,

792for I thank God I longed for a husband, and would I

793might never stir, for one his name was Tom.

794Delia. Why, sister, now you have your wish.

795Civ. You say very true, sister Delia, and I prethee call

796me nothing but Tom: and I'le call thee sweet heart, and

797Frank: will it not do well sister Delia?

798Delia. It will do very well with both of you.

799Fran. But Tom, must I go as I do now when I am

800married?

801Civ. No Franck, I'le have thee go like a Citizen

802In a garded gown, and a French-hood.

803Fran. By my troth that will be excellent indeed.

804Delia. Brother, maintain your wife to your estate,

805Apparel you your self like to your father:

806And let her go like to your ancient mother,

807He sparing got his wealth, left it to you,

808Brother take heed of pride, some bids thrift adieu.

809Civ. So as my father and my mother went, that's a

810jest indeed, why she went in a fringed gown, a single

811Ruffe, and a white Cap.

812And my father in a mocado coat, a pair of red Sattin

813Sleeves, and a Canvis back.

814Del. And yet his wealth was all as much as yours.

815Civ. My estate, my estate, I thank God, is forty pound

816a year in good leases and tenements, besides twenty mark

817a year at Cuckolds-haven, and that comes to us all by

818inheritanc .

819Delia. That may indeed, 'tis very fitly plied,

820I know not how it comes, but so it falls out

821That those whose Fathers have died wondrous rich,

822And took no pleasure but to gather wealth,

823Thinking of little that they leave behind:

824For them they hope, will be of their like minde.

825But falls out contrary, forty years sparing

826Is scarce three seaven years spending, never caring

827What will ensue, when all their coyn is gone,

828And all to late, then Thrift is thought upon:

829Oft have I heard, that Pride and Riot kist,

830And then repentance cryes, for had I wist.

831Civ. You say well, sister Delia, you say well: but I

832mean to live within my bounds: for look you, I have set

833down my rest thus far, but to maintain my wife in her

834French Hood, and her Coach, keep a couple of Geldings,

835and a brace of Gray-hounds, and this is all I'le do.

836Del. And you'll do this with forty pound a year?

837Civ. I, and a better penny, sister.

838Fran. Sister, you forget that at Cuckolds-Haven.

839Civet. By my troth well remembred, Frank,

840I'le give thee that to buy thee pinns.

841Delia. Keep you the rest for points, alas the day,

842Fools shall have wealth, though all the world say nay:

843Come, brother, will you in, dinner staies for us.

844Civ. I, good sister, with all my heart.

845Fran. I by my troth, Tom, for I have a good stomack.

846Civ. And I the like, sweet Frank, no sister

847Do not think I'le go beyond my bounds.