Good Ursula, wake my cousin Beatrice and desire her to
And bid her come hither.
Troth, I think your other rebato were better.
No, pray thee, good Meg, I’ll wear this.
By my troth, ’s not so good, and I warrant your cousin
10My cousin’s a fool, and thou art another.
I’ll wear none but
I like the new tire within excellently, if the hair were a
thought browner; and your gown’s a most rare fashion,
faith. I saw the Duchess of Milan’s gown that they
15Oh, that exceeds, they say.