+Welth.+ For your sake he is welcome to vs all
Let him come to our place ano than he shall
Haue succoure of vs and helpe withal
& now we wil depart. And welth & helth goth out.
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+Wyll.+ Wyl ye go hence. I thanke
ye masters with al my hert
I wyl seke you out I warrant you feare not Now they
be gone I am glad by saint mary
A lyttel while heare I purpose to tary
How to deceyue welth, helth, and libertie
Now must I deuyse.
For I am a chylde that is pas grace
Ilwyll I am called that in euery place
Doth much mischiefe this is a playne case
Uertue I doo vtterly dispise,
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But if they wyst what I were
Then of my purpose I should be neuer [the] nere
I wyl kepe my tonge leste that I mar
My whole intent and wyll.
But now I meruayle by this day
Where shrewd wit is gone a stray
Some crafty touche is in his way
I here him, peace, stand styll.
¶ Entreth shrewd wyt with a songe.
¶ Dieu vous garde playsaunce
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On seuen or no mumchaunce, what yonkers dare auaunce
To playe a grote or twaine.
Loe heare I haue in store
Two or three grotes and no more
I take great thought therfore
For to kepe it, it is much payne
I come now out of a place
where is a company of small grace
Theues and hores that spendes a pace
They were dronken all the sorte.
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One of their purces I did aspy
Out of his sleue where it dyd lye
And one wynked on me with his eye
But ther began the sporte
Their false falsehode, and I crafty wyt
got the purse loe, heare I haue it
I ran my way and let hym syt
Smoke and shitten arse together.
And yf that I had yll wyll here
with this money we wolde make good chere
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Gentle brother wyll, I pray the apeare
For thou art in some corner.
+Wytte+ I woulde come in but I am a fearde
Least that I be taken by the bearde
Wyth some catchepol, I haue heard
How thou haste stollen a purse
+wylle+ Thou horson art thou mad, cum in I say This is not the fyrste hazard that I haue scaped yf I make an hand to decke my felfe gay what am I the worse. 380
+wyll+ From thy company I cannot abyde I must nedes holde upon thy syde yllwyll and shrewdwit who caa hyde For they will be together.
+wytte.+ Now welcome wyll and what cheare:
By god I thought for thee a thousand yere
Peace for gods body who cummeth there
Hance bere pot Ascon router.
¶ Entreth Hance with a dutch songe
Gut nynen scone rutters by the moder got
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It heist owne srhon, for staue ye nete
De qusteker mau iche bie do do
Uau the groate bnmbarde well ic wete
Dartyck dowsant van enheb it mete
Ic best de mauikin van de koining dangliler
De grot keyser kind ic bene his busketer