Shep. heere boy. Now blesse thy selfe: thou met’st with things
Shep. dying, I with things new borne. Here’s a sight for thee:
Shep. Looke thee, a bearing‑cloath for a Squires childe: looke
Shep. thee heere, take vp, take vp (Boy:) open’t: so, let’s see, it
Shep. was told me I should be rich by the Fairies. This is some
Clo. youth are forgiuen you, you’re well to liue. Golde, all
Shep. are luckie (boy) and to bee so still requires nothing but