TABORER.
Here, my mad boyes, have at ye.
SCHOOLMASTER.
But I say, where’s their women?
4. COUNTREYMAN.
Here’s Friz and Maudline.
2. COUNTREYMAN.
And little Luce with the white legs, and bouncing Barbery.
1. COUNTREYMAN.
And freckeled Nel, that never faild her Master.
SCHOOLMASTER.
Wher be your Ribands, maids? swym with your Bodies
And carry it sweetly, and deliverly
And now and then a fauour, and a friske.
NEL.
Let us alone, Sir.
SCHOOLMASTER.
Wher’s the rest o’th Musicke?
3. COUNTREYMAN.
Dispersd as you commanded.
SCHOOLMASTER.
Couple, then,
And see what’s wanting; wher’s the Bavian?
My friend, carry your taile without offence
Or scandall to the Ladies; and be sure
You tumble with audacity and manhood;
And when you barke, doe it with judgement.