Eug. What meanes he by this, tro? your Lord is very dancitive me thinkes.
Mom. I, and I could tell you a thing would make your Ladyship very dancitive, or else it were very dunsative yfaith. O how the skipping of this Christmas blocke of ours moves the block-head heart of a woman and indeed any thing that pleaseth the foolish eye which presently runnes with a lying tale of Excellence to the minde.
Eug. But I pray tell me my Lord could you tell me of a thing would make me dance say you?
Mom. Well, farewell sweet Neece, I must needs take my leave in earnest.
Eu. Lord blesse us, heres such a stir with your farewels.
Mom. I will see you againe within these two or three dayes a my word Neece.
Eug. Cods pretious, two or three dayes? why this Lord is in a maruallous strange humor. Sit downe, sweet Vnkle; yfaith I have to talke with you about greate matters.
Mom. Say then deere Neece, be short utter your minde quickly now.
Eug. But I pray tell me first, what's that would make me daunce yfaith?
Mom. Daunce, what daunce? hetherto your dauncers legges bow for-sooth, and Caper, and jerke, and Firke, and dandle the body above them, as it were their great childe; though the speciall jerker be above this place I hope here lies that shud fetch a perfect woman over the Coles yfaith.