But now one other thing more yet I thinke vpon.
R. Royster. Shewe what it is.
M. Mery. A wower be he neuer so poore
Must play and sing before his bestbeloues doore,
How much more than you?
R. Royster. Thou speakest wel out of dout.
M. Mery. And perchaunce that woulde make hir the sooner come out.
R. Royster. Goe call my Musitians, bydde them high apace.
M. Mery. I wyll be here with them ere ye can say trey ace. Exeat.
R. Royster. This was well sayde of Merygreeke, I lowe hys wit,