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angry women of Abington.
For he mistooke by vs and we by him.

Raph. And I by you, which now I well perceiue,
But tell me Gentlemen, what made yee all,
Be from your beds this night, and why thus late
Are your wiues walking heere about the fields?
Tis strange to see such women of accoumpt,
Heere, but I gesse some great occasion,

M. Gour. Faith this occasion sir, women will iarre.
And iarre they did to day, and so they parted,
We knowing womens mallice let alone,
Will Canker like eate farther in their hearts,
Did seeke a sodaine cure, and thus it was,
A match betweene his daughter and my sonne,
No sooner motioned but twas agreed,
And they no sooner saw but wooed and likte,
They haue it sought to crose, and crosse it thus.

Rap. Fye mistresse Barnes and mistresse Goursey both,
The greatest sinne wherein your soules may sinne,
I thinke is this, in crossing of true loue,
Let me perswade yee.

Mi. Bar. Sir we are perswaded,
And I and mistresse Goursey are both friends,
And if my daughter were but found againe,
Who now is missing, she had my consent,
To be disposd off to her owne content.

Raph. I do reioyce, that what I thought to doe,
Ere I begin, I finde already done,
Why this will please your friends at Abington,
Franke, if thou seekst that way, there thou shalt finde
Her, whom I holde the comfort of thy minde.

Mall. He shall not seeke me, I will seeke him out,
Since of my mothers graunt I need not doubt.

Mi. Bar. Thy mother graunts my girle, and she doth pray
To send vnto you both a ioyfull day.

Hodg. Nay mistresse Barnes, I wish her better, that those
ioyfull dayes may be turnd to ioyfull nights.

Coom Faith tis a pretty wench, and tis pitty but she should
haue him.

Nich. And mistresse Mary, when yee go to bed, God send

you