From dayspring to midnyght, I sit not, nor rest not.

And now am I sent to dame Christian Custance:

But I feare it will ende with a mocke for pastance.

I bring hir a ring, with a token in a cloute,

And by all gesse, this same is hir house out of doute.

I knowe it nowe perfect, I am in my right way.

And loe yond the olde nourse that was wyth vs last day.

[ Actus. ij. Scæna. ij.]

Mage Mumblecrust. Dobinet Doughtie.

M. Mumbl.