angry women of Abington.
At first as last, it saues vs from much sinne,
Lying alone, we muse on things and things,
And in our mindes, one thought another brings,
This maides life mother is an idle life,
Therefore Ile be, I, I will be wife,
And mother doe not mistrust my age or power,
I am sufficient, I lacke nere an houre,
I had both wit to graunt when he did woe me,
And strength to beare what ere he can doe to me.
Lying alone, we muse on things and things,
And in our mindes, one thought another brings,
This maides life mother is an idle life,
Therefore Ile be, I, I will be wife,
And mother doe not mistrust my age or power,
I am sufficient, I lacke nere an houre,
I had both wit to graunt when he did woe me,
And strength to beare what ere he can doe to me.
Mi. Gou. Well bold face, but I meane to make you stay,
Goe to, come from him, or ile make ye come,
Will yee not come?
Goe to, come from him, or ile make ye come,
Will yee not come?
Phi. Mother, I pray forbeare,
This match is for my sister.
This match is for my sister.
Mi. Bar. Villaine tis not,
Nor she shall not be so matcht now.
Nor she shall not be so matcht now.
Phi. In troth she shall, and your vnruly hate,
Shall not rule vs, weele end all this debate,
By this begun deuise.
Shall not rule vs, weele end all this debate,
By this begun deuise.
Mi. Bar. I end what you begun, villaines theeues
Giue me my daughter, will ye rob me of her?
Help, help, thoil rob me heere, theil rob me heere,
Giue me my daughter, will ye rob me of her?
Help, help, thoil rob me heere, theil rob me heere,
Enter master Barnes and his men.
M. Bar. How now, what outcry is heere? why how now woman?
Mi. Ba. Why Gourseys sonne, confederates with this boy,
This wretch vnnatural and vndutifull.
Seekes hence to steale my daughter, will you suffer it?
Shall he thats sonne to my arch-enemy,
Enioy her, haue I brought her vp to this?
O God he shall not haue her, no he shall not.
This wretch vnnatural and vndutifull.
Seekes hence to steale my daughter, will you suffer it?
Shall he thats sonne to my arch-enemy,
Enioy her, haue I brought her vp to this?
O God he shall not haue her, no he shall not.
M. Bar. I am sorry she knowes it, hark ye wife,
Let reason moderate your rage a little,
If you examine but his birth and liuing.
His wit and good behauiour, you will say,
Though that ill hate make your opinion bad,
He doth deserue as good a wife as she
Let reason moderate your rage a little,
If you examine but his birth and liuing.
His wit and good behauiour, you will say,
Though that ill hate make your opinion bad,
He doth deserue as good a wife as she
Enter mistris Goursey and Coomes.
Mi. Bar. Why will you giue consent he shall enioy her?
M. Bar. I, so that thy minde would agree with mine.
Mi. Bar. My minde shall nere agree to this agreement.
M. Ba.
