Mich. Mer. Song. It was a Ladies Daughter, &c.
Old Mer. Come, you're welcome home again.
If such danger be in playing, and jest must to earnest turn,
You shall go no more a Maying.
Merch. within. Are you within Sir, Master Merry-thought?
Jasp. It is my Masters voice, good Sir, go hold him [in] talk whilst we convey ourselves into some inward room.
Old Mer. What are you? are you merry? you must be very merry if you enter.
Mer. I am Sir.
Old Mer. Sing then.
Mer. Nay, good Sir open to me.
Old Mer. Sing, I say, or by the merry heart, you come not in.
Mer. Well Sir, I'll sing.