[♦] That trudge betwixt the king and Mistress Shore.
[♦] Heard ye not what an humble suppliant
[75] Lord Hastings was to her for his delivery?
[♦] Glou. Humbly complaining to her deity
Got my lord chamberlain his liberty.
[♦] I’ll tell you what; I think it is our way,
If we will keep in favour with the king,
80 To be her men and wear her livery:
The jealous o’erworn widow and herself,
Since that our brother dubb’d them gentlewomen,