So thou consent to give her to my wife;
And I can spend five hundreth markes a yeare. 10
Serlbie. I am the landslord,[1461] Keeper, of thy holds,
By coppie all thy living lies in me;
Laxfield did never see me raise my due:
I will infeofe faire Marg[a]ret in all,
So she will take her to a lustie squire. 15
Keeper. Now, courteous gentls, if the keepers girle
Hath pleasd the liking fancie of you both,
And with her beutie hath subdued your thoughts,