But what I heard and saw, I might not but report,
C. Custance. Ah, Lord, help poor widows, destitute of comfort!
Truly, most dear spouse, nought was done but for pastance.
G. Good. But such kind of sporting is homely daliance.
C. Custance. If ye knew the truth, ye would take all in good part.
G. Good. By your leave, I am not half well-skilled in that art.
C. Custance. It was none but Roister Doister, that foolish mome.
G. Good. Yea, Custance, better (they say) a bad excuse than none.
C. Custance. Why, Tristram Trusty, sir, your true and faithful friend,
Was privy both to the beginning and the end.