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Nor I neither Sir. And therefore not for my diet, for I love a tender one. Good Sir no more, what ere my husband was, I know what I am, and if you marry me, you must bear I bravely off Sir. No, sweet sir, but with your shoulders: I must have you dubbed, for under that I will stoop a feather. My husband was a fellow loved to toil, feed ill, made gain his exercise, and so grew costive, which for I was his wife, and gave way to, and spun mine own smocks course, and sir, so little; but let that pass. Time, that wears all things out, wore out this hu band, who in penitence of such fruitless five years mar riage, left me great with his wealth, which if you'll be á worthy gossip to, be knighted Sir. B you very wise, and be knighted, and then give thanks for me Sir. And yours Sir, if you mean well; it's a handsome Gen tleman. Go, thou art a pretty forehanded fellow, would thou Wertenberg wiser. To answer in short, it's this Sir, No knight, no widow: if you make me any thing, it must be a Lady; and so I take my leave. Sir I do more then think of it, it makes me dream sir. I had rather give it back again believe me, It's a misery to say you had it. Take heed. Sir you speak well, would God that charity had first be gun here. By my troth the Gentleman has stewed him in his own sauce, I shall love im fort. B tter and better still: You do him wrong Sir, he's a Knight. Sir, you speak Like a worthy brother: and so much I do cerdit your fair language, that I shall love your brother: and so love him, but I shall blush to say more. You have half persuaded me, pray use your pleasure: and my good f iends since I do know your diet, I'll take and or der, meat shall not offend you, you shall have ale. Pray Sir cast off these fellows, as unfitting for your bore knowledge, and far more your company: is't fit such Rag amuffins as these are should bear the name of friends? and fur nish out a civil house? you're to be married now, and men that love you must expect a course far from your old carrire: If you will keep um, turn um toth' stable, & there make um grooms: and yet now I consider it, such beggars once set a horse back, you have herd will ride, how far you had best to look to. What do you mean Sir? Sir, you hear these fellows? If you can cast it so Sir, you have my liking; if the eat less, I should not be offended: But how these, Sir, can live upon so little as Counterfeit ne and Uva er. I am unbelieving. I but my sweet Knight, where the meat to this, and clothes that they must look for? To one another let um be companions, but good Sir not to you: you shall be civil and slip off these base trappings. I do not Like these Morals. Good twelve hundred keep your way, I am not for your diet: marry in your own Tribe Iow, and get a Brokes.