angry women of Abington.
So slender and of such a middle smalnesse,
So olde enough, and in each part so fit,
So faire, so kinde, eudued with so much wit,
Of so much wit as it is held a wonder,
Twere pittie to keepe loue and her asunder,
Therefore go vp my ioy, call downe my blisse,
Bid her come seale the bargaine with a kisse.
So olde enough, and in each part so fit,
So faire, so kinde, eudued with so much wit,
Of so much wit as it is held a wonder,
Twere pittie to keepe loue and her asunder,
Therefore go vp my ioy, call downe my blisse,
Bid her come seale the bargaine with a kisse.
Mal. Franke, Franke, I come through dangers, death and harmes
To make Loues patient with thy seale of armes.
To make Loues patient with thy seale of armes.
Exit. Mal. Phi. But sister softly, least my mother heare.
Mal. Hush then, mum, mouse in cheese, cat is neere.
Fran. Now in good faith Philip this makes me smile,
That I haue woed and wonne in so small while.
That I haue woed and wonne in so small while.
Phi. Francis, indeed my sister I dare say,
Was not determined to say thee nay,
For this same tother thing, calde maiden-head,
Hangs by so small a haire or spiders thred,
And worne so too with time, it must needs fall,
And like a well lur'de hawke, she knows her call.
Was not determined to say thee nay,
For this same tother thing, calde maiden-head,
Hangs by so small a haire or spiders thred,
And worne so too with time, it must needs fall,
And like a well lur'de hawke, she knows her call.
Mal. Whist brother whist, my mother heard me tread,
And askt whose there? I would not answer her,
She calde a light, and vp shees gone to seeke me,
There when she findes me not, sheel hether come,
Therefore dispatch, let it be quickly done,
Francis, my loues lease I do let to thee,
Date of my life and thine, what sayest thou to me?
The entring, fine, or income thou must pay,
Are kisses and embrases euery day,
And quarterly I must receiue my rent,
You know my minde.
And askt whose there? I would not answer her,
She calde a light, and vp shees gone to seeke me,
There when she findes me not, sheel hether come,
Therefore dispatch, let it be quickly done,
Francis, my loues lease I do let to thee,
Date of my life and thine, what sayest thou to me?
The entring, fine, or income thou must pay,
Are kisses and embrases euery day,
And quarterly I must receiue my rent,
You know my minde.
Fran.
I gesse at thy intent,
Thou shalt not misse a minute of thy time.
I gesse at thy intent,
Thou shalt not misse a minute of thy time.
Mal. Why then sweet Francis I am onely thine,
Brother beare witnesse.
Brother beare witnesse.
Phi. Do ye deliuer this as your deed?
Mal. I do I do,
Ph. God send you both good speed, Gods lord my mother
Stand aside and closely too, least that you be espied,
Stand aside and closely too, least that you be espied,
Mi Ba. Whose there?
Phi. Mother tis I.
Mis. Bar. You disobedient ruffen, carelesse wretch,
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