M. Mery. Then can ye not doe amisse what euer it bee.
R. Royster. Gramercies Merygreeke, most bounde to thee I am.
M. Mery. But vp with that heart, and speake out like a ramme,
Ye speake like a Capon that had the cough now:
Bee of good cheere, anon ye shall doe well ynow.
R. Royster. Vpon thy comforte, I will all things well handle.
M. Mery. So loe, that is a breast to blowe out a candle.
But what is this great matter I woulde faine knowe,
We shall fynde remedie therefore I trowe.
Doe ye lacke money? ye knowe myne olde offers,