A NEW WONDER:

A WOMAN NEVER VEXED.[31]


ACT I., SCENE I.

Enter Old Foster, Alderman Brewen, and two factors,[32] Richard and George.

O. Fos. This air has a sweet breath, Master Brewen.

Brew. Your partner, sir.

O. Fos. Ay, and in good, I hope: this halcyon gale
Plays the lewd wanton with our dancing sails,
And makes 'em big[33] with vaporous embryo.[34]