That I shall haue you agayne my good lorde:
To you recommendeth Sad Cyrcumspeccyon,
And sendeth you this wrytynge closed vnder sele.
Magn. This wrytynge is welcome with harty affeccyon:
Why kepte you it thus longe? howe dothe he? wele?
Fan. Syr, thanked be God, he hath his hele.
Magn. Welthe, gete you home, and commaunde me to Mesure;
Byd hym take good hede to you, my synguler tresure. 320
Fel. Is there ony thynge elles your grace wyll commaunde me?
Magn. Nothynge but fare you well tyll sone;