Your sewtes I perceyve and wyll reporte them trewly
Unto Jupyter, at the next leysure,
And in the same desyre, to know his pleasure;
Whyche knowledge hadde, even as he doth show yt,
Feare ye not, tyme enough, ye shall know it. 950
Gentylwoman. Syr, yf ye medyll, remember me fyrste.
Launder. Then in this medlynge my parte shal be the wurst.
Mery-reporte. Now, I beseche our lorde, the devyll the[200] burst.
Who medlyth wyth many I hold hym accurst,
Thou hore, can I medyl wyth you both at ones. 955