Boy. Besides, it will shew ill-favoredly to have a Grocers Prentice to court a Kings daughter.
Cit. Will it so Sir? you are well read in Histories: I pray you what was Sir Dagonet? was not he Prentice to a Grocer in London? read the Play of the Four Prentices of London, where they toss their Pikes so: I pray you fetch him in Sir, fetch him in.
Boy. It shall be done, it is not our fault Gentlemen. [Exit.
Wife. Now we shall see fine doings I warrant thee George. O here they come; how prettily the King of Cracovia's daughter is drest.
Enter Rafe and the Lady, Squire and Dwarf.
Cit. I Nell, it is the fashion of that Countrey, I warrant thee.
Lady. Welcome sir Knight unto my fathers Court.
King of Moldavia, unto me Pompiona
His daughter dear: but sure you do not like
Your entertainment, that will stay with us
No longer but a night.
Raph. Damsell right fair,
I [a]m on many sad adventures bound,
That call me forth into the Wilderness:
Besides, my horses back is something gal'd,
Which will enforce me ride a sober pace.
But many thanks (fair Lady) be to you,
For using errant Knight with courtesie.
Lady. But say (brave Knight) what is your name and birth?
Rafe. My name is Rafe, I am an Englishman,
As true as steel, a hearty Englishman,
And Prentice to a Grocer in the Strand,
By deed indent, of which I have one part:
But fortune calling me to follow Arms,
On me this holy Order I did take,
Of burning Pestle, which in all mens eyes,
I bear, confounding Ladies enemies.