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SCENE III.

Enter Prodigality, Money, Tom Tosse, and Dicke Dicer.
Prod.
How ist, my sweet Money, shal we be lustie now?

Money.
Be as lustie as you will, Ile be as lustie as you.

Prod.
Who lacks money hoo, who lacks money?
But aske and haue, money, money, money.

Dick.
Sir, here be they that care not for your money,
So much as for your merrie company.

Prod.
And company is it I seeke assuredly.

Tom.
Then here be companions to fit your fantasie,
And at all assayes to answere your desire:
To goe, to runne, to stay, to doe, as you require.

Prod.
What can I wish more? well then, I pray,
What sports, what pastimes shall we first assay?

Tom.
Marrie first, sir, we both pray you hartily,
To take a poore supper with vs here hard by,
Where we will determine by common consent,
What pastimes are fittest, for vs to frequent.



Prod.
I graunt.

Dick.
Then if you please, with some sweet roysting harmony,
Let vs begin the vtas of our iollitie.

Prod.
Thou hitst my hand pat. Mony, what saist thou?

Mony.
I say, that I like it: goe to it, I pray you.

Prod.
Shall I begin?

Mony.
Yea.

Prod.
Then surely shall it be,
To thee, for thee, and in honour of thee.
The Song.
Sweet mony the minion, that sayles with all windes,
Sweet mony the minstrill, that makes merry mindes.

Exeunt. Flie goldknops.