Looke ye perswade at home as I will do:
What, man! we must not alwayes have them foes.
M. Go. If I can helpe it.
M. Bar. God helpe, God helpe!
Women are even untoward creatures still. 265
Exeunt.
[Scene Second. In front of Barneses House.]
Enter Philip, Francis, and his Boy, from bowling.
Phil. Come on, Franke Goursey: you have good lucke to winne the game.
Fran. Why, tell me, ist not good, that never playd before upon your greene?