Fitz-dottrel enters with his wife as come downe.
Fit. O, Bird! Could you do this? ’gainſt me? and at this time, now? When I was ſo imploy’d, wholly for you, 30 Drown’d i’ my care (more, then the land, I ſweare, I’haue hope to win) to make you peere-leſſe? ſtudying, For footemen for you, fine pac’d huiſhers, pages, To ſerue you o’ the knee; with what Knights wife, To beare your traine, and ſit with your foure women 35 In councell, and receiue intelligences, From forraigne parts, to dreſſe you at all pieces! Y’haue (a’moſt) turn’d my good affection, to you; Sowr’d my ſweet thoughts; all my pure purpoſes: I could now finde (i’ my very heart) to make 40 Another, Lady Dutcheſſe; and depoſe you. Well, goe your waies in. Diuell, you haue redeem’d all. I doe forgiue you. And I’ll doe you good.
[404] SD. om. SN.] Fitz-dottrell appears at his Wife’s back. G
[405] 8 SN. om. G || you,] you, you, W, G