1065I know she's his, he has a Tongue will tame

1066Tempests, and make the wild Rockes wanton. Come what (can come,

1067The worst is death; I will not leave the Kingdome,

1068I know mine owne, is but a heape of ruins,

1069And no redresse there, if I goe, he has her.

1070I am resolu'd an other shape shall make me,

1071Or end my fortunes. Either way, I am happy:

1072Ile see her, and be neere her, or no more.

10741, My Masters, ile be there that's certaine.

10752. And Ile be there.

10763. And I.

10774. Why then have with ye Boyes; Tis but a chiding,

1078Let the plough play to day, ile tick'lt out

1079Of the Iades tailes to morrow.

10801. I am sure

1081To have my wife as jealous as a Turkey:

1082But that's all one, ile goe through, let her mumble.

10832. Clap her aboard to morrow night, and stoa her,

1084And all's made up againe.

10853. I, doe but put a feskne in her fist, and you shall see her

1086Take a new lesson out, and be a good wench.

1087Doe we all hold, against the Maying?

10884. Hold? what should aile us?

10893. Arcas will be there.

10902. And Sennois.

1091And Rycas, and 3. better lads nev'r dancd under green Tree,

1092And yet know what wenches: ha?

1093But will the dainty Domine, the Schoolemaster keep touch

1094Doe you thinke: for he do's all ye know.

10953. Hee'l eate a hornebooke ere he faile: goe too, the mat-

1096ter's too farre driven betweene him, and the Tanners daugh-

1097ter, to let slip now, and she must see the Duke, and she must

1098daunce too.

10994. Shall we be lusty.

11002. All the Boyes in Athens blow wind i'th breech on's,

E3 and