[With that she sighed as she stood,]
[And gave] this sentence then;
Among nine bad if [one] be good,
[Among nine bad if one be good,]
There's yet one good in ten.
Count. What, one good in ten? you corrupt the song,
sirrah.
Clo. One good woman in ten, madam; which is [a] purifying
[o' the song:] would God would serve the world so all
80the year! we'd find no fault with the tithe-woman, if I were
the parson: one in ten, quoth a'! an we might have a good
woman born but [one] every blazing star, or at an earth-quake,
'twould mend the lottery [well:] a man may [draw] his
heart out, ere [a'] pluck one.
85Count. You'll be gone, sir knave, and do as I command
[you.]
Clo. That man should be at [woman's] command, and
[yet] no hurt done! Though honesty be [no puritan], yet it
will [do no hurt]; it will wear the surplice of humility over
90the black gown of a big heart. I am going, forsooth: the
business is for Helen to come hither. [Exit.
Count. Well, now.