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FRANCIS' NEW JIG
11 Goe you to mistrisse Frauncis,
and this to her declare: And will her with all speed,
to my house to repaire: Where shee and ile deuise
some pretty knauish wile: For I haue layd the plot,
her husband to beguile. Make hast I pray and1 tarry not,
for long he will not stay. R. Feare not, ile tell her such a tale,
shall make her come away.
12 B. Now Besse bethinke thee,2
what thou hast to doe. Thy louer will come presently,
and hardlv will he woo: I will teach my Gentleman,
a tricke that he may know, I am too craftie and too wise,
to be ore-reached so: But heere he comes now: not a word,
but fall to worke againe. she sowes [Enter F.~] F. How now sweetheart, at worke so hard.
B. I sir3, I must take paines4.
13 F. But say, my louely sweeting,
thy promise wilt thou keeper Shall I enioy thy loue,
this night with me to sleepe? B. My husband rid5 from home,
heere safely may you8 stay. F. And I haue made my wife beleeue
I rid another way.
1 yow S.
2 This line in S. runs, Make hast sweet Francis, which Clark amends to Make haste, then, my sweet Richard.
3 I.e. aye, sir. 4 Read paine S. 5 is rid S. 6 yow may S.