_Hance._ Ic forave ye vell ye seg dac ic slepe Nenike, nenike, ic compta hore for an audor cepe.
_Ill-W._ Well coppin, I pray thee, heartily tell us true Wherefore comest thou hither for anything to sue?
_Hance._ Ye icke feger en bumbardere van de koyning wei it be Heb twe skelling de dagh ic con scote de culveryn.
_Wit._ Nay! ye shall walk, a Fleming knave! will ye not see B4,_v._ We have English gunners enow? there is no room empty.
_Hance._ Ic best en bomberde mot ye to me spreken What segge ye? bones! it sal ye yode staen.
_Ill-W._ We speak not to thee; thou art a scon man, But go thy way! they be not here that promote thee can.
_Hance._ Cant ye me a de house dragen van de grot here?
_Wit._ Hance! ye must go to the court, and for Wealth inquire.
_Hance._ What segte ye, Wealth? nenyke he is net hore; Wealth best in Flanders; ic myself brought him dore.
_Ill-W._ Beshrew your whoreson Fleming's heart, therefore! Indeed, as he saith, by war in Flanders there is wealth.
_Hance._ Segt ye dat brower? by the moder Got dan! Gut naught ic mot watt, to sent Cafrin, to mi lamnan store.
_Ill-W._ Is he gone? farewell, Hanijkin Bowse! I pray God give him a hounded drouse; For I trow a knave brought him to house. But now, Brother Wit! We must devose how that we may Be in service with Wealth alway; Let me hear what thou canst do, or say, To help for to contrive it.
_Wit._ For thy pleasure that I shall. This will I do first of all: Flatter and lie, and evermore call Them my good masters still. Then with swearing, lying, and polling, Bribery, theft, and privy picking, Thus I, Shrewd Wit, will ever be doing, I warrant thee, Ill-Will!
_Ill-W._ I can thee thank; this is well devised; And I, Ill-Will, would have every man despised. But now, another thing must be contrived, C1,_r._ Or else all will be nought. There is one they call Good Remedy In this realm; he hath great authority; He is a noble man, and much worthy: Many things he hath wrought. He is called lust, discreet, and indifferent, Willing to fulfil his sovereign's commandment; He is not 'fraid to do right punishment; Therefore of him I am afraid!
_Wit._ So am I, too; this maketh me very sad. Yet, oftentimes, I have been hard bestrad; Now that I am warned of him I am very glad: S[ome crafty wile] for him [shall ye] had.