Mery .+ Nowe say thys againe : he hath somewhat to dooing Which followeth the trace of one that is wowing , Specially that hath no more wit in his hedde , Than my cousin Roister Doister withall is ledde . I am sent in all haste to espie and to marke How our letters and tokens are likely to warke . Maister Roister Doister must haue aunswere in haste For he loueth not to spende much labour in waste . Nowe as for Christian Custance by this light , Though she had not hir trouth to Gawin Goodluck plight , Yet rather than with such a loutishe dolte to marie , I dare say woulde lyue a poore lyfe solitarie , But fayne would I speake with Custance if I wist how To laugh at the matter , yond commeth one forth now . Mery .+ What is he , whome this little mouse doth so threaten ? Mery .+ I will call hir : Maide with whome are ye so hastie ? Mery .+ I knowe where she is : Dobinet hath wrought some wile . Mery .+ We shall haue sport anone : I like this very well . And dwell ye here with mistresse Custance faire maide ? Mery .+ A little message vnto hir by worde of mouth . Mery .+ Then help me to speke with hir . Mery .+ Dame Custance god ye saue . Mery .+ I am come to you a little matter to breake . Mery .+ Howe feele ye your selfe affected here of late ? Mery .+ Concerning mariage . Doth not loue lade you ? Mery .+ Doe ye feele no pangues of dotage ? aunswere me right . Mery .+ Oh Iesus , will ye see What dissemblyng creatures these same women be ? The gentleman ye wote of , whome ye doe so loue , That ye woulde fayne marrie him , yf ye durst it moue , Emong other riche widowes , which are of him glad , Lest ye for lesing of him perchaunce might runne mad , Is nowe contented that vpon your sute making , Ye be as one in election of taking . Mery .+ Yea and he is as louing a worme againe as a doue . Een of very pitie he is willyng you to take , Bicause ye shall not destroy your selfe for his sake . Mery .+ Is it not trowe ye ? If ye haue the grace now to offer your self , ye speede . Mery .+ Lo where ye be againe , As though ye knewe him not . Mery .+ Nay sure , the partie is in good knacking earnest , And haue you he will and haue you he must . Mery .+ Mary so thinketh he , vnto him alone . Mery .+ Ye knowe him not you by his letter and token . Mery .+ Ye a woman ? and your letter so long vnredde . Mery .+ Ah well I say . Mery .+ Will ye neuer leaue this dissimulation ? Ye know hym not . Mery .+ Then will he haue you if he may , so mote I thriue , And he biddeth you sende him worde by me , That ye humbly beseech him , ye may his wife be , And that there shall be no let in you nor mistrust , But to be wedded on sunday next if he lust , And biddeth you to looke for him . Mery .+ When he commeth , aske hym whether he did or no ? Mery .+ He hath in his head . Mery .+ Well dame Custance , if he heare you thus play choploge . Mery .+ Play the deuill in the horologe . Mery .+ Shall I tell hym what ye say ? Mery .+ Then let me alone we will laugh well ye shall see , It will not be long ere he will hither resorte . Mery .+ Nowe that the whole answere in my deuise doth rest , I shall paint out our wower in colours of the best . And all that I say shall be on Custances mouth , She is author of all that I shall speake forsoth . But yond commeth Roister Doister nowe in a traunce . Mery .+ I will not see him , but giue him a iutte in deede . I crie your mastershyp mercie . Mery .+ As fast as I could runne sir in poste against you . But why speake ye so faintly , or why are ye so sad ? Mery .+ Yea that I haue . Mery .+ No so God me saue . Mery .+ Nay a sharp answer . Mery .+ Ye shall not by hir will marry hir cat . Ye are such a calfe , such an asse , such a blocke , Such a lilburne , such a hoball , such a lobcocke , And bicause ye shoulde come to hir at no season , She despised your maship out of all reason . Bawawe what ye say of such a ientman , Nay I feare him not doe the best he can . He vaunteth him selfe for a man of prowesse greate , Where as a good gander I dare say may him beate . And where he is louted and laughed to skorne , For the veriest dolte that euer was borne , And veriest lubber , slouen and beast , Liuing in this worlde from the west to the east : Yet of himselfe hath he suche opinion , That in all the worlde is not the like minion . He thinketh eche woman to be brought in dotage With the onely sight of his goodly personage : Yet none that will haue hym : we do hym loute and flocke , And make him among vs , our common sporting stocke , And so would I now saue onely bicause , Better nay I lust not medle with dawes . Ye are happy that ye are a woman , This would cost you your life in case ye were a man . Mery .+ No but that ye wowe hir to haue hir to your wife , But I coulde not stoppe hir mouth . Mery .+ Be of good cheere man , and let the worlde passe . Mery .+ Ye shall haue choise of a thousande as good as shee , And ye must pardon hir , it is for lacke of witte . Mery .+ In faith I can not tell . Mery .+ Then shall I bidde toll the bell ? Mery .+ God haue mercie on your soule , ah good gentleman , That er ye shuld th s dye for an vnkinde woman . Will ye drinke once ere ye goe . Mery .+ How feele your soule to God . Mery .+ And shall we hence streight ? Mery .+ Placebo dilexi . Maister Doister Doister will streight go home and die . vt infra . * Mery .+ Holde your peace for shame sir , a dead man may not speake . Nequando : What mourners and what torches shall we haue ? Mery .+ Dirige . He will go darklyng to his graue , Neque , lux , neque crux , neque mourners , neque clinke , He will steale to heauen , vnknowing to God I thinke . A porta inferi , who shall your goodes possesse ? Mery .+ Requiem æternam . Now God reward your mastershyp . And I will crie halfepenie doale for your worshyp . Come forth sirs , heare the dolefull newes I shall you tell . Our good maister here will no longer with vs dwell , But in spite of Custance , which hath hym weried , Let vs see his mashyp solemnely buried . And while some piece of his soule is yet hym within , Some part of his funeralls let vs here begin . Audiui vocem , All men take heede by this one gentleman , Howe you sette your loue vpon an vnkinde woman . For these women be all such madde pieuishe elues , They will not be wonne except it please them selues . But in fayth Custance if euer ye come in hell , Maister Roister Doister shall serue you as well . And will ye needes go from vs thus in very deede ? Mery .+ Now Iesus Christ be your speede . Good night Roger olde knaue , farewell Roger olde knaue , Good night Roger olde knaue , knaue knap . vt infra . ** Pray for the late maister Roister Doisters soule , And come forth parish Clarke , let the passing bell toll . Pray for your mayster sirs , and for hym ring a peale . He was your right good maister while he was in heale . Qui Lazarum . Mery .+ Dead men go not so fast In Paradisum . Mery .+ Soft , heare what I haue cast Mery .+ Whough , wellaway . Ye may tarie one houre , and heare what I shall say , Ye were best sir for a while to reuiue againe , And quite them er ye go . Mery .+ Ye plain . Mery .+ I will rubbe your temples , and fette you againe at last . Mery .+ Yes for twentie pounde . Mery .+ Fet you again out of your sound By this crosse ye were nigh gone in deede , I might feele Your soule departing within an inche of your heele . Now folow my counsell . Mery .+ If I wer you , Custance should eft seeke to me , ere I woulde bowe . Mery .+ Then shall ye reuiue againe for an houre or two . Mery .+ Good happe is not hastie : yet in space com th grace , To speake with Custance your selfe shoulde be very well , What good therof may come , nor I , nor you can tell . But now the matter standeth vpon your mariage , Ye must now take vnto you a lustie courage . Ye may not speake with a faint heart to Custance , But with a lusty breast and countenance , That she may knowe she hath to answere to a man . Mery .+ Then bicause ye must Custance face to face wowe , Let vs see how to behaue your selfe ye can doe . Ye must haue a portely bragge after your estate . Mery .+ Well done , so loe , vp man with your head and chin , Vp with that snoute man : so loe , nowe ye begin , So , that is somewhat like , but prankie cote , nay whan , That is a lustie brute , handes vnder your side man : So loe , now is it euen as it should bee , That is somewhat like , for a man of your degree . Then must ye stately goe , ietting vp and downe , Tut , can ye no better shake the taile of your gowne ? There loe , suche a lustie bragge it is ye must make . Mery .+ Else were I much to blame , I thanke your mastershyp . The lorde one day all to begrime you with worshyp , Backe sir sauce , let gentlefolkes haue elbowe roome , Voyde sirs , see ye not maister Roister Doister come ? Make place my maisters . Mery .+ Back al rude loutes . Mery .+ I crie your maship mercy Hoighdagh , if faire fine mistresse Custance sawe you now , Ralph Royster Doister were hir owne I warrant you . Mery .+ Your good mastershyps Maistershyp , were hir owne Mistreshyps mistreshyps , Ye were take vp for haukes , ye were gone , ye were gone , But now one other thing more yet I thinke vpon . Mery .+ A wower be he neuer so poore Must play and sing before his bestbeloues doore , How much more than you ? Mery .+ And perchaunce that woulde make hir the sooner come out . Mery .+ I wyll be here with them ere ye can say trey ace . Exeat . Mery .+ There hath grown no grasse on my heele since I went hence , Lo here haue I brought that shall make you pastance . Mery .+ Lo where she commeth , some countenaunce to hir make And ye shall heare me be plaine with hir for your sake . Mery .+ May not folks be honest , pray you , though they be pore ? Mery .+ Looke partly towarde hir , and drawe a little nere . Mery .+ Why may not we be here ? Nay and ye will haze , haze : otherwise I tell you plaine , And ye will not haze , then giue vs our geare againe . Mery .+ Ye are to tender hearted : shall she make vs dawes ? Nay dame , I will be plaine with you in my friends cause . Mery .+ And where will ye finde one which can doe that he can ? Now thys man towarde you being so kinde , You not to make him an answere somewhat to his minde . Mery .+ And I reported it . Mery .+ Was I not metely plaine ? Mery .+ But I would not tell all , for faith if I had With you dame Custance ere this houre it had been bad , And not without cause : for this goodly personage , Ment no lesse than to ioyne with you in mariage . Mery .+ Ye know not where your preferment lieth I see , He sending you such a token , ring and letter . Mery .+ Let vs see your letter . Mery .+ To mine owne deare coney birde , swete heart , and pigsny Good Mistresse Custance present these by and by , Of this superscription do ye blame the stile ? Mery .+ Sweete mistresse where as I loue you nothing at all , Regarding your substance and richesse chiefe of all , For your personage , beautie , demeanour and wit , I commende me vnto you neuer a whit . Sorie to heare report of your good welfare . For suche your conditions are , That ye be worthie fauour of no liuing man , To be abhorred of euery honest man . To be taken for a woman enclined to vice . Nothing at all to Vertue gyuing hir due price . Whersore concerning mariage , ye are thought Suche a fine Paragon , as nere honest man bought . And nowe by these presentes I do you aduertise That I am minded to marrie you in no wise . For your goodes and substance , I coulde bee content To take you as ye are . If ye mynde to bee my wyfe , Ye shall be assured for the tyme of my lyfe , I will keepe ye ryght well , from good rayment and fare , Ye shall not be kepte but in sorowe and care . Ye shall in no wyse lyue at your owne libertie , Doe and say what ye lust , ye shall neuer please me , But when ye are mery , I will be all sadde , When ye are sory , I will be very gladde . When ye seeke your heartes ease , I will be vnkinde , At no tyme , in me shall ye muche gentlenesse finde . But all things contrary to your will and minde , Shall be done : otherwise I wyll not be behinde To speake . And as for all them that woulde do you wrong I will so helpe and mainteyne , ye shall not lyue long . Nor any foolishe dolte , shall cumbre you but I . Thus good mistresse Custance , the lorde you saue and kepe , From me Roister Doister , whether I wake or slepe . Who fauoureth you no lesse , Than this letter purporteth , which ye haue vnfolde . Mery .+ Fie you are fowle to blame this is your owne hand . Mery .+ Ah that ye would in a letter shew such despite . Mery .+ Why ye made it your selfe ye tolde me by this light . Mery .+ Who can blame this woman to fume and frette and rage ? Tut , tut , your selfe nowe haue marde your owne marriage . Well , yet mistresse Custance , if ye can this remitte , This gentleman other wise may your loue requitte . Mery .+ What weepe ? fye for shame , and blubber ? for manhods sake , Neuer lette your foe so muche pleasure of you take . Rather play the mans parte , and doe loue refraine . If she despise you een despise ye hir againe . Mery .+ Yea and perchaunce that way ye shall much sooner speede , For one madde propretie these women haue in fey , When ye will , they will not : Will not ye , then will they . Ah foolishe woman , ah moste vnluckie Custance , Ah vnfortunate woman , ah pieuishe Custance , Art thou to thine harmes so obstinately bent , That thou canst not see where lieth thine high preferment ? Canst thou not lub dis man , which coulde lub dee so well ? Art thou so much thine own foe . Mery .+ Wel I lament . Mery .+ Wherfor ? Mery .+ I mourne for an other thing . Mery .+ That I am not a woman myselfe for your sake , I would haue you my selfe , and a strawe for yond Gill , And mocke much of you though it were against my will . I would not I warrant you , fall in such a rage , As so to refuse suche a goodly personage . Mery .+ And I were a woman . Mery .+ For though I say it , a goodly person ye bee . Mery .+ Yes a goodly man as ere I dyd see . Mery .+ By the faith that I owe to God sir , but ye bee . Woulde I might for your sake , spende a thousande pound land . Mery .+ Yea : And I were the fairest lady in the shiere , And knewe you as I know you , and see you nowe here . Well I say no more . Mery .+ But since that can not be , will ye play a wise parte ? Mery .+ Refraine from Custance a while now . And I warrant hir soone right glad to seeke to you , Ye shall see hir anon come on hir knees creeping , And pray you to be good to hir salte teares weeping . Mery .+ In faith then farewel she . Or else if ye be wroth , ye may auenged be . Mery .+ Scriblerin deede he is worthy no lesse . I will call hym to you , and ye bidde me doubtlesse . Mery .+ Nay , if ye will kyll him , I will not fette him , I will not in so muche extremitie sette him , He may yet amende sir , and be an honest man , Therfore pardon him good soule , as muche as ye can . Mery .+ Nay fayth ye shall promise that he shall no harme haue , Else I will not fet him . Mery .+ Yea that do hardely . Mery .+ I returne , and bring him to you by and by . Ex . Mery .+ Nay I woulde I had of my purse payde fortie pens . Mery .+ But the ientman had rather spent fiue thousande pounde , For it disgraced him at least fiue tymes so muche . Mery .+ Come nowe to hymselfe , and hearke what he will say . Mery .+ Why did ye not promise that ye would not him spill ? Mery .+ I can not blame him sir , though your blowes wold him greue . For he knoweth present death to ensue of all ye geue . Mery .+ I redde it in deede . Mery .+ I knocke your costarde if ye offer to strike me . Mery .+ Yea and rappe you againe except ye can sit in rest . And I will no longer tarie here me beleue . Mery .+ Ye are an other your selfe sir , the lorde vs both saue , Albeit in this matter I must your pardon craue , Alas woulde ye wyshe in me the witte that ye haue ? But as for my fault I can quickely amende , I will shewe Custance it was I that did offende . Mery .+ But if by no entreatie she will be turned , Then sette lyght by hir and bee as testie as shee , And doe your force vpon hir with extremitie . Mery .+ That if force shall neede all may be in a readinesse , And as for thys letter hardely let all go , We wyll know where she refuse you for that or no . Mery .+ Nay alas , ye may so feare hir out of hir wit . Mery .+ Will ye doe no harme in deede , shall I trust your worde ? Mery .+ As perchance shall not chaunce againe in seuen yeare . Mery .+ But I woulde not haue you make hir too muche afrayde . Mery .+ Nay mistresse Custance , I warrant you , our letter Is not as we redde een nowe , but much better , And where ye halfe stomaked this gentleman afore , For this same letter , ye wyll loue hym now therefore , Nor it is not this letter , though ye were a queene , That shoulde breake marriage betweene you twaine I weene . Mery .+ And though I haue here his letter of loue with me , Yet his ryng and tokens he sent , keepe safe with ye . Mery .+ As long as it will hold . Mery .+ Why nowe may ye see what it comth too in the ende , To make a deadly foe of your most louing frende : And ywis this letter if ye woulde heare it now . Mery .+ In faith would rauishe you . Mery .+ As ten yeare . How say ye , wil ye haue him ? Mery .+ Wil ye take him ? Mery .+ At my word ? Mery .+ This one faulte with twaine shall be mended , ye shall see . Gentle mistresse Custance now , good mistresse Custance , Honey mistresse Custance now , sweete mistresse Custance , Golden mistresse Custance now , white mistresse Custance , Silken mistresse Custance now , faire mistresse Custance . Mery .+ Then I can say no more , to speede we are not like , Except ye rappe out a ragge of your Rhetorike . Mery .+ Too hir , that is well sayd . Mery .+ Wel sayd yet . Mery .+ Wel sir , ye perceiue , For all your kinde offer , she will not you receiue . Mery .+ Lo dame , ye may see what an husbande ye haue lost . Mery .+ Ah , ye will not beleue how this doth my heart wounde . How shoulde a mariage betwene you be towarde , If both parties drawe backe , and become so frowarde . Mery .+ Nay for the passion of God sir , do not so . Mery .+ Nay for the paishe of God , let me now treate peace , For bloudshed will there be in case this strife increace . Ah good dame Custance , take better way with you . Mery .+ Yeld in time . Mumb .+ And I am here too at length . Mumbl .+ I with my distaffe will reache hym one rappe , Mery .+ Custance and Trustie both , I doe you here well finde . Mery .+ Nowe for altogether ye must your answere tell . Will ye haue this man , woman ? or else will ye not ? Else will he come neuer bore so brymme nor tost so hot . Mery .+ The more fond of you both hardly yat mater gesse . Mery .+ Why do ye thinke dame Custance That in this wowyng I haue ment ought but pastance ? Mery .+ But well might ye iudge I spake it all in mockage ? For why ? Is Roister Doister a fitte husband for you ? Mery .+ No to God I vow . And dyd not I knowe afore of the insurance Betweene Gawyn Goodlucke , and Christian Custance ? And dyd not I for the nonce , by my conueyance , Reade his letter in a wrong sense for daliance ? That if you coulde haue take it vp at the first bounde , We should therat such a sporte and pastime haue founde , That all the whole towne should haue ben the merier . Mery .+ This should both haue made sport , and shewed your honestie And Goodlucke I dare sweare , your witte therin would low . Mery .+ And nothing yet to late , for when I come to him , Hither will he repaire with a sheepes looke full grim , By plaine force and violence to driue you to yelde . Mery .+ Let vs see , be bolde . Mery .+ If occasion serue , takyng his parte full brim , I will strike at you , but the rappe shall light on him . When we first appeare . Mery .+ And I wil set him on . Then will he looke as fierce as a Cotssold lyon . Mery .+ That do I very nowe . Mery .+ Wel god haue mercy on you . Ex . Mery .+ I am loth to tell you . Mery .+ Forsooth sir , I haue spoken for you all that I can . But if ye winne hir , ye must een play the man , Een to fight it out , ye must a mans heart take . Mery .+ By this crosse I haue seene you eate your meate as well , As any that ere I haue seene of or heard tell , A stomacke quod you ? he that will that denie I know was neuer at dynner in your companie . Mery .+ Nay the stomacke of a horse or a dogge I weene . Mery .+ Ten men can scarce match you with a spoone in a pie . Mery .+ I neuer sawe your stomacke cloyed yet in my lyfe . Mery .+ We shall see how ye will strike nowe being angry . Mery .+ Nay then haue at your pate agayne by this day , Mery .+ I can not in fight make to you suche warrantise : But as for your foes here let them the bargaine bie . Mery .+ If I were as ye be , by gogs deare mother , I woulde not leaue one stone vpon an other . Though she woulde redeeme it with twentie thousand poundes . Mery .+ Bee not at one with hir vpon any amendes . Mery .+ On . Mery .+ Forth . Mery .+ On . Mery .+ That tender heart of yours wyll marre altogether , Thus will ye be turned with waggyng of a fether . Mery .+ On forth , while this geare is hot Mery .+ What lacke we now ? Mery .+ Backe for the pashe of God , backe sirs , backe againe . What is the great mater ? Mery .+ Well remembred of a captaine by sainct Marie . Mery .+ Let vs haue it then . Mery .+ Then wote not I when . But what is it ? Mery .+ Tut so will ye be , when ye haue studied a weke . But tell me what it is ? Mery .+ The kitchen collocauit , the best hennes to grece , Runne , fet it Dobinet , and come at once withall , And bryng with thee my potgunne , hangyng by the wall , I haue seene your head with it full many a tyme , Couered as safe as it had bene with a skrine : And I warrant it saue your head from any stroke , Except perchaunce to be amased with the smoke : I warrant your head therwith , except for the mist , As safe as if it were fast locked vp in a chist : And loe here our Dobinet commeth with it nowe . Mery .+ Let me see it on . Mery .+ There can be no fitter thing . Now ye must vs tell What to do . Mery .+ Now sainct George to borow , Drum dubbe a dubbe afore . Mery .+ And he were a loute she coulde haue done no more . She hath calde him foole , and dressed him like a foole . Mocked him lyke a foole , vsed him like a foole . Mery .+ And hangman and all . Mery .+ And what then , will ye thus forgo and lese your right ? Mery .+ Tushe tushe sir do not . Be good maister to hir . Mery .+ Tush I say do not . And what shall your people here returne streight home ? Mery .+ Do not off your harnesse sirs I you aduise , At the least for this fortnight in no maner wise , Perchaunce in an houre when all ye thinke least , Our maisters appetite to fight will be best . But soft , ere ye go , haue once at Custance house . Mery .+ Once discharge my harquebouse And for my heartes ease , haue once more with my potgoon . Mery .+ And it cost me my life . Mery .+ By the matte but I will . Haue once more with haile shot . I will haue some penyworth , I will not leese all . Merygreeke . C. Custance . R. Roister . Tib . T. An . Alyface . M. Mumblecrust . Trupenie . Dobinet Doughtie . Harpax .+ Two drummes with their Ensignes . Mery .+ Ah sirrha now Custance if ye had so muche wit I woulde see you aske pardon , and your selues submit . Mery .+ Here ye what she saith ? Mery .+ Dubba dub sirrha . Mery .+ Dubbadub . Mery .+ Now sirs , quite our selues like tall men and hardie . Mery .+ God sende vs a faire day . Mery .+ Stand . Mery .+ Kepe . Mery .+ Strike . Mery .+ Hold thine owne Harpax , downe with them Dobinet . Mery .+ Saue your selfe sir , for gods sake . Mery .+ Saue your self . Mery .+ Nay then , haue at you mistresse . Mery .+ I wil strike at Custance here . Mery .+ So I wil . Nay mistresse Custance . Mery .+ Saue your self sir . Mery .+ Truce , hold your hands , truce for a pissing while or twaine : Nay how say you Custance , for sauing of your life , Will ye yelde and graunt to be this gentmans wife ? Mery .+ He loued a while euen like a turtle doue . Mery .+ I am sory for you : he could loue you yet so he coulde . Mery .+ Why so ? Mery .+ What then ? sainct George to borow , our Ladies knight . Mery .+ How then ? Mery .+ Nay sticke to it , like an hardie man and a tall . Mery .+ Away for the pashe of our sweete Lord Iesus Christ . Merygreeke . Ralph Roister . Gawyn Goodlucke . Tristram Trustie . C. Custance .+ Mery .+ Yond I see Gawyn Goodlucke , to whome lyeth my message , I will first salute him after his long voyage , And then make all thing well concerning your behalfe . Mery .+ Hence out of sight ye calfe , Till I haue spoke with them , and then I will you fet , Mery .+ What master Gawin Goodluck wel met And from your long voyage I bid you right welcome home . Mery .+ I come to you from an honest mome . Mery .+ Roister Doister that doughtie kite . Mery .+ Ye must take him to fauour , and pardon all past , He heareth of your returne , and is full yll agast . Mery .+ Ye nere had better sport . Mery .+ Why , suche a foole it is , As no man for good pastime would forgoe or misse . Mery .+ He will be a glad man . Ex . Mery .+ I warrant you on my worde , They say they shall be sicke , but ye be at theyr borde . Mery .+ Yes at first , and made strange But when I sayd your anger to fauour shoulde change , And therewith had commended you accordingly , They were all in loue with your mashyp by and by . And cried you mercy that they had done you wrong . Mery .+ We feare he will be auenged one day , Then for a peny giue all our liues we may . Mery .+ Did they ? yea , euen with one voice He will forgiue all Oh how they did reioyce . Mery .+ Goe fette hym while he is in good moode , For haue his anger who lust , we will not by the Roode . Mery .+ I warrant you , be bolde Too them , and salute them . Mery .+ Why so ? better nay : Wherfore ? Mery .+ When tooke he gaine of money to any mans harmes ? Mery .+ Well , he shall with you talke therof more at leasure . Vpon your good vsage , he will now shake your hande . Mery .+ Be not afearde Gawyn to let him shake your fyst . Mery .+ He shall not say you nay and I too , by Iesus . Bicause ye shall be friends , and let all quarels passe . Mery .+ Then let me fet your quier that we may haue a song . Mery .+ Come on sirs quickly . Mery .+ God graunt hir as she doth , the Gospell to protect , Learning and vertue to aduaunce , and vice to correct .