1569Daugh. I am very cold, and all the Stars are out too,

1570The little Stars, and all, that looke like aglets:

1571The Sun has seene my Folly: Palamon;

1572Alas no; hees in heaven; where am I now?

1573Yonder's the sea, and ther's a Ship; how't tumbles

1574And ther's a Rocke lies watching under water;

1575Now, now, it beates upon it; now, now, now,

1576Ther's a leak sprung, a sound one, how they cry?

1577Vpon her before the winde, you'l loose all els:

1578Vp with a course or two, and take about Boyes.

1579Good night, good night, y'ar gone; I am very hungry,

1580Would I could finde a fine Frog; he would tell me

1581Newes from all parts o'th world, then would I make

1582A Carecke of a Cockle shell, and sayle

1583By east and North East to the King of Pigmes,

1584For he tels fortunes rarely. Now my Father

1585Twenty to one is trust up in a trice

1586To morrow morning, Ile say never a word.

1588 For ile cut my greene coat, afoote above my knee,

1589And ile clip my yellow lockes; an inch below mine eie.

1591 He's buy me a white Cut, forth for to ride

1592And ile goe seeke him, throw the world that is so wide

1594O for a pricke now like a Nightingale, to put my breast

1595Against. I shall sleepe like a Top else. Exit.