R. Royster. Thou dost the truth tell.
M. Mery. Wel I lament.
R. Royster. So do I.
M. Mery. Wherfor?
R. Royster. For this thing
Bicause she is gone.
M. Mery. I mourne for an other thing.
R. Royster. What is it Merygreeke, wherfore thou dost griefe take?
M. Mery. That I am not a woman myselfe for your sake,
I would have you my selfe, and a strawe for yond Gill, 105