And so to the summe of twentie hundred thousande,
Your most goodly personage is worthie of no lesse.
R. Royster. I am sorie God made me so comely doubtlesse.
For that maketh me eche where so highly fauoured,
And all women on me so enamoured.
M. Mery. Enamoured quod you? haue ye spied out that?
Ah sir, mary nowe I see you know what is what.
Enamoured ka? mary sir say that againe,
But I thought not ye had marked it so plaine.
R. Royster. Yes, eche where they gaze all vpon me and stare.