nne all this while with your sentences.
_Mom_. Faith where I must be againe presently. I cannot stay long with
you my deere Neece.
_Eu_. By my faith but you shall, my Lord. Cods pittie what will become
of you shortly, that you drive maids afore you, and offer to leave
widowes behind you, as mankindelie as if you had taken a surfet of our
Sex lately, and our very sight turnd your stomacke?
_Mom_. Cods my life, she abuses her best unkle; never trust me if it
were not a good revenge to helpe her to the losse of her widow-head.
_Eu_. That were a revenge, and a halfe, indeed.
_Mom_. Nay twere but a whole revenge Neece, but such a revenge as would
more then observe the true rule of a revenger.
_Eu_. I know your rule before you utter it, _Vlciscere inimico_ [sic]
_sed sine tuo incommodo_.
_Mom_. O rare Neece, you may see, what tis to be a scholler now;
learning in a woman is like waight in gold, or luster in Diamants, which
in no other Stone is so rich or refulgent.
_Eug_. But say deere Vnckle how could you finde in your heart to stay so
long from me?
_Mom_. Why, alas Neece, y'are so smeard with this willfull widdows
three-yeeres blacke weede, that I never come to you, but I dreame of
Coarses, and Sepulchres, and Epitaphs, all the night after, and
therefore adew deere Neece.
_Eug_. Beshrew my heart my Lord, if you goe theis three houres.
_Mom_. Three houres? nay Neece, if I daunce attendance three hours
(alone in her Chamber) with any Lady so neere alide to me, I am very
idle yfaith--Mary with such an other I would daunce, one, two, three,
foure, and five, tho it cost me ten shillings. And now I am in, have at
it! my head must devise something, while my feet are pidling thus, that
may bring her to some fit consideration of my friend, who indeed is
onely a great scholler, and all his honours, and riches lie in his
minde.
_Eu_. Come, come, pray tell me uncle, how does my cosen _Momford_?
_Mom_. Why, well, very well Neece, and so is my friend _Clarence_ well
too, and then is there a worthy gentleman well as any is in England I
can tell ye. [_He daunceth speaking_.
_Eug_. But when did you see my Cosen?
_Mom_. And tis pitty but he should do well, and he shall be well too,
if all my wealth will make him well.
_Eug_. What meanes he by this, tro? your Lord is very dancitive me
thinkes.
_Mom_. I, and I could tell you a thing would make your Ladyship very
dancitive, or else it were very dunsativ
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