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 Gre. And Michael, you shal bear no newes of this tide Because they two may be in Raynu down before your M.

Mic. Why Ile agree to any thing youle haue me. So you will except of my company.

Mos. Disturbed thoughts dryues me from company, And dryes my marrow with their watchfulnes, Continuall trouble of my moody braine, Feebles my body by excesse of drinke, And nippes me, as the bitter Northeast wind, Doeth check the tender blosoms in the spring. Well fares the man how ere his cates do taste That tables not with foule suspition: And he but pines amongst his delicats, Whose troubled minde is stuft with discontent. My goulden time was when I had no gould, Thought then I wanted, yet I slept secure, My dayly toyle, begat me nights repose: My nights repose made daylight fresh to me. But since I climbd the toppe bough of the tree, And sought to build my nest among the clouds. Each gentle stary gaile doth shake my bed: And makes me dread my downfall to the earth, But whether doeth contemplation carry me. The way I seeke to finde where pleasure dwels, Is hedged behinde me that I cannot back, But needs must on, although to dangers gate: Then Arden perish thou by that decre. For Greene doth erre the land and weede thee vp, To make my haruest nothing but pure corne. And for his paines Ile heaue him vp a while, And aftersmother him to haue his waxe. Such bees as Greene, must neuer liue to sting. Then is there Michael and the Painter to, Cheefe actors to Ardens ouerthrow: Who when they shall see me sit in Ardens seat, They