Al. Welcome entirely, welcome my dear Alathe,
And when I lose thee agen, blessing forsake me:
Nay, let me kiss thee in these cloaths.
Lur. And I too,
And bless the time I had so wise a sister, wer't thou the little thief?
Boy. I stole the contract, I must confess,
And kept it to my self, it most concern'd me.
Ha. Co[n]tracted? this destroys his after marriage.
Ma. Dare you give this hand
To this young Gentleman? my heart goes with it.
Al. Maria alive! how my heart's exalted, 'tis my duty;
Take her Frank Hartlove, take her; and all joyes
With her; besides some Lands to advance her Joynture:
La. What I have is your own, and blessings crown ye.
Ha. Give me room,
And fresh air to consider, Gentlemen,
My hopes are too high.
Ma. Be more temperate,
Or I'll be Welsh again.
Al. A day of wonder.