Not lumperdee clumperdee like our spaniell Rig.
Trupeny. Mary then prickmedaintie[463] come toste me a fig.[464]
Who shall then know our Tib Talke apace trow ye?
An. Alyface. And why not Annot Alyface as fyne as she? 50
Trupeny. And what had Tom Trupeny, a father or none?
An. Alyface. Then our prety newe come man will looke to be one.
Trupeny. We foure I trust shall be a joily mery knot.
Shall we sing a fitte to welcome our friende, Annot? D i
An. Alyface. Perchaunce he can not sing. 55
D. Dough. I am at all assayes.[465]