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angry women of Abington.
But both be led a darke daunce in the night.

Ho. Why is my fellow Dick in the dark with my Mistres.
I pray God they be honest, for there may be much knauerie
in the Dark, faith if I were there, I wold haue some knauery
with them, good maister wil ye carry the torch your self, &
giue me leaue to play the blind man buffe with my mistris.

Phil. On that condition thou wilt do thy best,
To keep thy Mistresse and thy fellow Dick,
Both from my sister, and thy masters sonne,
I will intreate thy master let thee goe.

Hod. O I, I warrant ye, ile haue fine tricks to cousen them

M, Gou. Well sir, then go your waies, I giue you leaue.

Hod. O braue, but where about are they?

Phil. About our cunny green they surely are, if thou canst find them.

Exit.Hod. O let me alone to grope for cunnies.

Phi. Well, now will I to Franke and to my sister,
Stand you two harkning neere the cunny greene,
But sure your light in you must not be seene,
Or els let Nicholas stand a farre off with it,
And as his life keep it from mistris Goursey,
Shall this be done?

M. Bar. Phillip it shall,

Exit.Phi, God be with ye, ile be gone.

M. Bar. Come on master Goursey, this fame is a meanes,
To make our wiues friends, if they resist not.

Mi Go. Tut sir, howsoeuer it shall go forward.

ExeuntM. Bar. Come then lets do, as Philip hath aduisd.

Enter Mall.

Mal. Heere is the place where Philip bid me stay,
Till Francis came, but wherefore did my bother,
Appoint it heere? why in the Cunny borough?
He had some meaning in't I warrant ye,
Well heere ile set me downe vnder this tree,
And thinke vpon the matter all alone,
Good Lord what pritty things these Cunnies are,
How finely they do feede till they be fat,
And then what a sweet meate a Cunny is,
And what smooth skins they haue, both black and gray,
They say they run more in the night then day,
What is the reason? marke, why in the light,
They see more passengers then in the night,

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