And I wyll heare them sing ere I go, by his leave.
R. Royster. Mary and thou shalt wenche, come we two will daunce.
M. Mumbl. Nay I will by myne owne selfe foote the song perchaunce.
R. Royster. Go to it sirs lustily. 111
M. Mumbl. Pipe up a mery note,
Let me heare it playde, I will foote it for a grote.
Cantent.[437]
R. Royster. Now nurse take thys same letter here to thy mistresse.
And as my trust is in thee plie my businesse.
M. Mumbl. It shalbe done[!][438] 115