New. Ha, ha, ha! there is a brace of hounds, well worth a dozen crowns,
Behold the huntsman leadeth away!
I think in twenty towns, on hills, and eke on downs.
They taken have their prey.
So well liked was their hunting on hill and eke on mountain,
That now they be up in a lease:[360]
To keep within a string, is it not a gay thing?
Do all of you hold your peace?
Why then, good gentle boy, how likest thou this play?
No more, but say thy mind: