And let all myne owne affaires alone for your sake.
R. Royster. My whole hope and trust resteth onely in thee. 25
M. Mery. Then can ye not doe amisse what ever it bee.
R. Royster. Gramercies Merygreeke, most bounde to thee I am. A iv
M. Mery. But up with that heart, and speake out like a ramme,
Ye speake like a Capon that had the cough now:
Bee of good cheere, anon ye shall doe well ynow. 30
R. Royster. Upon thy comforte, I will all things well handle.
M. Mery. So loe, that is a breast to blowe out a candle.
But what is this great matter I woulde faine knowe,