And frowne it and face it, as thoughe ye wolde fyght, 1620
Frete yourselfe for anger and for dyspyte;
Here no man, what so euer they say,
But do as ye lyst, and take your owne way.
Magn. Thy wordes and my mynde odly well accorde.
Court. Ab. What sholde ye do elles? are not you a lorde?
Let your lust and lykynge stande for a lawe;
Be wrastynge and wrythynge, and away drawe.
And ye se a man that with hym ye be not pleased,
And that your mynde can not well be eased,