And have another crown; but do it truly.
I've fitted him a bargain, now, will vex him.
Boy. God bless your worship's health, sir.
Merch. Farewell, boy. [Exeunt.
Enter Master Merry-thought.
Wife. Ah, Old Merry-thought, art thou there again? Let's hear some of thy songs.
Old Mer. "Who can sing a merrier note
Than he that cannot change a groat?"
Not a denier left, and yet my heart leaps; I do wonder yet, as old as I am, that any man will follow a trade, or serve, that may sing and laugh, and walk the streets. My wife and both my sons are I know not where; I have nothing left, nor know I how to come by meat to supper, yet am I merry still; for I know I shall find it upon the table at six o'clock; therefore, hang thought.