Roister Doister / Written, probably also represented, before 1553. Carefully edited from the unique copy, now at Eton College

by Nicholas Udall

In deede he dwelleth hence a good stert I confesse:

But yet a quicke messanger might twice since as I gesse,

Haue gone and come againe. Ah yond I spie him now.

Trupeny. Ye are a slow goer sir, I make God auow.

My mistresse Custance will in me put all the blame,

Your leggs be longer than myne: come apace for shame.

C. Custance. I can thee thanke Trupenie, thou hast done right wele.

Trupeny. Maistresse since I went no grasse hath growne on my hele,

But maister Tristram Trustie here maketh no speede.

C. Custance. That he came at all I thanke him in very deede,