+Helth.+ Wyll ye heare how he doth clatter? What neede ye to rehearse all this matter. ye know that we twayne afore any other. Lyberty must nedes haue styll. Lybertie on vs is glade to wayte ye stande to farre in your owne conceyte I wys lybertye ye ran make no bayte To catche vs at your will.
+liberty.+ Now there ye lye, I can suffer no longer Welth for Lybertye doth loboure euer 270 And helth for Libertye is a great store Therfore set me not so lyght
+wealth+ Libertye I pray the reason no more ye are welcome to vs as ye were before In dede ofliberty it is great suter Therfore welcome by this lyght
+liberty,+ Now I thanke you both full kindly your strange wordes alytle did greue me And now at your cõma[=u]dement I am redy And at your owne wyll. 280
+Wyll..+ Mary I am come at the first call Wyll, your owne man haue me who shall For I am will seruaunt to you al Ye shall not neede to sende for me.
+Welth.+ Who is acquanted with this man He is very homely and lytle good he can To come in here so boldly, then Dryue him away quickly,
+Wy ll.+ Why, I cam not tyll I was called 290 your owne wyll openly ye named Then I came a pace lest I should be blamed Therfore I pray you let me byde styll,
+ealth+ Whole wyll, or what wyll, doth he meane Thou art not my wyl, I forsake thee cleane My wyl and their wylles is often sene Our wylles can none yll
+Wyll.+ Alas good masters I can none yll yet by my trouth I am your euyll wyll your wil, & your will, & your will, therfore keepe me 300 I loue ye by goddes mother,
+liberty.+ This is a straunge saying vnto me My wyl, your wyll, and his wyll, this cannot be For in our wyles is a great diuersitie For one is not lyke another,
+Wyll.+ Yet by Christ your owne wyl I am The maddest wyl, and the meriest, than For goddes sake now, let me be your man Tyl ye haue better acquaintaunce.
+wealth+ I perceyue this felow is kynde 310 And oweth to vs good wyl and mynde Some kindes agayne then let hym finde Let him haue some furderaunce
+Wyll.+ By god sir and I durst be so bolde Arquaintance of this man clayme I would and kynred to, yf the trouth were tolde we be of one consanguynitie
+Health+ How fo? let me here that I pray thee hartly
+Wyll.+ Wyl and lybertyeis, of aunciterie olde with out lyberfye, wili dare not bebolde 320 And where wyl lacketh, lybertye is full colde Thyrfore wyl and lybertye must nedes be of kyn.