INIQUITY

Lo, lo, here I bringer Iniquity, Ishmael, and Dalila, comein together. What you pryncockes, begin you to rave? Come on. God a mercy Dalila, good luck, I warrant the, e kisses er. I will shrive you both by and by, I will feel your pocket, by your leave mestres, Yes by God, & give you this to boot, he giveth her a box Guilty (my Lord) and most guilty, The lord have mercy upon the, A way with him he will speak but of spite, My Lord he lies Like a dampened knave, The fear of death does make him rave, O my heart. Here he speaks, This wench can sing, And play her part, By the mass it is well song, were you not sorry you were a maid so long? Come on knave with christ's curse. I must have some of the money, Thou hast picked out of thy father's purse, Gold locks, She must have knocks, Or else I do her wrong, ¶When I ne may, And other assay, I will take it for no wrong: By gogs blood she is the best whore in England. I would thou haddes such in other, Here sirs come on seven. They see him. A leaven at all. you lie like a whore, you have wone a pound, In the way of correction but a blow or two, A knave I found the, a knave I leave the here. Gup whore, do you hear this jade? Loving when is pleased, When she is angry thus shrewd, Chief brother, sylter whore, Two gram ses of and ill tree, I will tarry no longer here, Fare well, God be with you. he goes out That knave your brother will be a blab Still, I wiss Dalila you can say as much by him, if you will. Peace Dalila, speak you Latin poor fool, Well, no more a do, let all this go, We kinsfolk must be friends, it must be so. Come on come on come on, He casts di to on the board. Here they be that will do us all good, I care not for you both, no not a sly: they led the ̄ out. Ten mine Sire mine, Isma casts Have at it, and it were for all my father's kine, It is lost by his wounds, and ten to one, Take the dice Dalila, cast on. If thone forsake the, tother will take the, He that layeth hands on me in this place, Iche lay my brawling iron on his face: By gogs blood I defy thy worst, If thou shouldst hang me I were a cursed. I have be at as low and ebb as this, And quyckely a loft again by gisse: I have more friends then you think I have, I am entertained of all men like no slave: Yea, within this month I may say to you, I will be your servant, and your master to. you, creep into your breast, will you have it so? Thou boy, by the mass you will climb the ladder, Ah sira, I love a wench that can be wily She perceived my mind, with a twinke of mine eye, If we two play Body on any man, We will make him as bore as Job anon, Well Dalila, let see what you have wone, You be tied fair enough for running away If you do not after me, you will be hanged I dare say They bring Ishmael in bound pite a pryso er If thou tell no tales, but hold thy tongue, I will e the at liberty ere it be long. Though thou be judged to die anon, Thou hast said to much, I beshrew Thy horsons face Hang him my Lord, out of the way, The thief careth not what he does say Let me be hangman, I will teathe him a sleight, For fear of talking. I will strangle him straight, Tarry here that list, for I will go. he would go.