I beleeue I shall serue you such a trick,
You shall haue little mind to come againe.
Enter Sir Iohn.
Fal. Haue I caught my heauenlie Iewel?
Why now let me die. I haue liued long inough.
10 This is the happie houre I haue desired to see,
Now shall I sin in my wish,
I would thy husband were dead.
Mis. For. Why how then sir Iohn?
Fal. By the Lord, Ide make thee my Ladie.