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

by Nicholas Udall

I knowe she loueth me, but she dare not speake.

M. Mery. In deede meete it were some body should it breake.

R. Royster. She looked on me twentie tymes yesternight,

And laughed so.

M. Mery. That she coulde not sitte vpright,

R. Royster. No faith coulde she not.

M. Mery. No euen such a thing I cast.

R. Royster. But for wowyng thou knowest women are shamefast.

But and she knewe my minde, I knowe she would be glad,

And thinke it the best chaunce that euer she had.