Mi. Gour. Thats my good Dicke, thats my sweet Dicke! 254
Coom. Swones, who would not be a man of valour to have such words of a gentlewoman! one of their words are more to me then twentie of these russet coates cheese-cakes and butter makers. Well, I thanke God, I am none of these cowards; well, and a man have any vertue in him, I see he shall be regarded. [Aside.]
Mi. Gour. Art thou resolved, Dicke? wilt thou do this for me?
And if thou wilt, here is an earnest penny 261
Of that rich guerdon I do meane to give thee. [Gives money.]
Coom. An angell, mistresse! let me see. Stand you on my left hand, and let the angell lye on my buckler on my right hand, for feare of losing. Now, heere stand I to be tempted.[1753] They say, every man hath two spirits attending on him, eyther good or bad; now, I say, a man hath no other spirits but eyther his wealth or his wife: now, which is the better of them? why, that is as they are used; for use neither of them well, and they are both nought. But this is a miracle to me, that golde that is heavie hath the upper, and a woman that is light doth soonest fall, considering that light things aspire, and heavie things soonest go downe: but leave these considerations to sir John,[1754] they become a blacke coate better than a blew. Well, mistresse, I had no minde to daye to quarrell; but a woman is made to bee a mans seducer; you say, quarrell. 275
Mi. Gou. I.
Coom. There speakes an angell: is it good?
Mis. Gou. I.
Coom. Then, I cannot doe amisse; the good angell goes with me.