Nay, stay, I pray you, and let the cat wink:
It is naught in dry summer for-letting my drink.[223]
Justice. Let or let not, there is no remedy: hanging shall be thy reward verily.
Haphazard. Is there nothing but hanging to my lot doth fall?
Then take you my reward; much good do it you withal.
I am not so hasty, although I be claiming,
But that I can afford you the most of my gaining.
I will set, let, grant, yield, permit and promise
All the revenues to you of my service.
I am friendly, I am kindly, I proffer you fair: