Stew. May it please you Madam, that hee bid Hellen
come to you, of her I am to speake

Cou. Sirra tell my gentlewoman I would speake with
her, Hellen I meane

Clo. Was this faire face the cause, quoth she,
Why the Grecians sacked Troy,
Fond done, done, fond was this King Priams ioy,
With that she sighed as she stood,

bis

And gaue this sentence then, among nine bad if one be
good, among nine bad if one be good, there's yet one
good in ten

Cou. What, one good in tenne? you corrupt the song
sirra

Clo. One good woman in ten Madam, which is a purifying
ath' song: would God would serue the world so
all the yeere, weed finde no fault with the tithe woman
if I were the Parson, one in ten quoth a? and wee might
haue a good woman borne but ore euerie blazing starre,
or at an earthquake, 'twould mend the Lotterie well, a
man may draw his heart out ere a plucke one

Cou. Youle begone sir knaue, and doe as I command