of Feuershame.
Grene.
The Lord of heauen hath preserued him.
Will.
Preserued, a figge, the L. Cheiny hath preserued him
And bids him to a feast, to his house at shorlow:
But by the way, once more Ile meete with him,
And if all the Cheinies in the world say no,
Ile haue a bullet in his breast to morrow,
Therefore come Greene and let vs to Feuershame.
Gre.
I and excuse our selues to mistres Arden,
O how shele chafe when she heares of this.
sha.
Why ile warrant you shel think we dare not do it
Wil.
Why then let vs go, & tell her all the matter.
And plat the newes to cut him of to morrow.Exeunt.
Here enters Arden and his wife, Francklin and Michaell.
Ard.
See how the howrs the gardeant of heauens gate
Haue by their toyle remoued the darksome cloudes.
That Soll may wel deserue the trampled pace,
UUherein he wount to guide his golden car,
The season fits, come Francklin, let's away.
Ales.
I thought you did pretend some speciall hunt,
That made you thus cut shorte the time of rest.
Ard.
It was no chase that made me rise so early,
But as I tould thee yesternight to go to the Ile of Sheppy:
There to dine with my Lord Cheiny.
For so his honor late commanded me.
Ales.
I such kinde husbands seldome want excuses,
Home is a wilde Cat, to a wandring wit,
The time hath bene, would God it were not past,
That honors tytle nor a Lords command,
Could once haue drawne you from these armes of mine,
But my deserts, or your deserues decay,
Or both, yet if trew loue may seeme desert,
I merite stil to haue thy company.
Fran.
Why I pray you sir, let her go along with vs,
I am sure his honor wil welcome her,
And vs the more, for bringing her along.
