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Originous Clay, and Clay o' Kilborn too!
I would ha' had boots on this day, zure, zon John.

 Clay. I did it to save charges: we mun dance,
On this day, zure; and who can dance in boots?
No, I got on my best straw-colour'd stockings,
And swaddled them over to zave charges, I.

 Turfe. And his new chamois doublet too with points!
I like that yet: and his long sausage-hose,
Like the commander of four smoaking tile-kilns,
Which he is captain of, captain of Kilborn;
Clay with his hat turn'd up o' the leer side too,^[1]
As if he would leap my daughter yet ere night,
And spring a new Turfe to the old house!—

Enter Joice, Joan, and the other Maids, with ribands,
rosemary, and bay for the bride-men.

Look! an the wenches ha' not found 'un out,
And do parzent 'un with a van of rosemary,
And bays, to villa bow-pot, trim the head
Of my best vore-horse! We shall all ha' bride-laces,
Or points, I zee; my daughter will be valiant,
And prove a very Mary Ambry in the business.^[2]

 Clench. They zaid your worship had 'sured her to 'squire Tub
Of Totten-Court here; all the hundred rings on't.

 Turfe. A Tale of a Tub, sir, a mere Tale of a Tub.
Lend it no ear, I pray you: the 'squire Tub
Is a fine man, but he is too fine a man,
And has a lady Tub too to his mother;
I'll deal with none of these fine silken Tubs:

1. With his hat turn'd up, o' the leer side.] i.e, the left, or leeward side.
2. A very Mary Ambry.] See vol. iii. p. 433.