[Here Mesure goth out of the place.[843]
Court. Ab. Hens, thou haynyarde, out of the dores fast!
Magn. Alas, my stomake fareth as it wolde cast!
Cl. Col. Abyde, syr, abyde, let me holde your hede. 1750
Magn. A bolle or a basyn, I say, for Goddes brede!
A, my hede! But is the horson gone?
God gyue hym a myscheffe! Nay, nowe let me alone.
Cl. Col. A good dryfte, syr, a praty fete:
By the good Lorde, yet your temples bete.
Magn. Nay, so God me helpe, it was no grete vexacyon,