And thou shalt find it, if my father harme.[1534]
Bungay. How goes it, sirs?
1 Scholler. Our fathers are in combat hard by Fresingfield.
Bacon. Sit still, my friendes, and see the event.
Lambert. Why standst thou, Serlsbie? doubtst thou of thy life?
A venie,[1535] man! fair Margret craves so much. 66
Serlsbie. Then this for her.
1 Scholler. Ah, well thrust!
2 Scholler. But marke the ward.
They[1536] fight and kill ech other.