ye prayse your selfe aboue the moone
Euery man may perceyue therby soone
That you lacke discresyon

+Weith.+ Wherfore, by god I cannot say to much
Iam so welthy of substaunce and rych
In all the worlde where is one such
As I am ofcomparison.

+Helth.+ Welth is good I cannot denay
Yet prayse your selfe so muche ye may
For welth oftentimes doth decay 30
And welth is nothing sure.

+Welth.+ Welth hath ben euer in this countrey
And here I purpose styll for to be
For this is the lande most mete for me
And here I wyll endure.

+Health+ Therin ye speake full louingle
For in this realme welth should be
yeth no displeasure I pray you hartely
But in the way of communicacion.
And for pastyme I would speake some wayes 40
Of no comparison, nor to you no dyspayre,
I doo not intende that maner alwayes,
But for a recreation,

+Wealth+ Brother what soeuer ye say to me.
I wyll heare you paciently