meruayle ye ſpeake ſo of good remedy
It is I that can do more than he
Wyt can make ſhyft at neceſſity
When Remedi cannot be hearde
I know ſome that hath this thouſand yere
Sought god remedy and yet neuer rhe nere
wit can put remedy by, yea this is cleare
For wit is a crafty lad.

Wyll. And wyl is an vngracious ſtay
Wyl hath doone many thinges men ſay 720
And yf ye let wit and wil goe his way
ye wil repent it ſoone.

liberty Why what cauſe haue you to go your way
ye ſhall abyde wich vs though you ſay nay
I wyl folow wyl, and wit alway
And ſo I haue euer done

wytte. yf I wiſt al my maſters wolde ſo do
Then from your ſeruyce I wolde not goo
Speake now whether ye wyl or no
And let vs know your minde 730

Health Syrs ye be welco me to me playne
And for your company I am full fayne
I had leuer ſuffer great payne
Then to leue my wit and wyl,

Wyll. Then let vs go hence, with kindnes my her ye do kyll

Health I pray you let vs go, wherfore do we byde ſtyll.

and goeth out

Remdi As touching my firſt purpoſe hither I am com again
I trow ye know me, good remedy is my name
That euery day doth take great .abor or payne 740
To amende all faultes, I am choſen to the ſame
yf any mans conſcience here doth grudge or ſhame
Hauing in him ſelf remorſe, & mendes in tyme & ſpace
I am good remedy, and god is ful of mercy and grace
Therfore I wyl ſtand aſyde, & a lyttel whyle remaine
Of welth, Helth and Lybertye, for to inquire
How they be ordred, and yf any man complayne
I wil be glad to ſhew me remedy, my think I ſe one a peare.

Hance Begots drowſe ic my ſelfe bin cūpt heye ſcō lanſmā 750
Ic mot in ander land lopen, al is quade dan

Remdi Thou fleming frō whēce comeſt [thou] & what doſt [thou] here.

Hance Ic my ſelf cumt frō ſent Katryns dore mot ic ſkyne de cā beer

Remdi Get [the] thether againe, & tary here no lōger

Hance Syr ic mot mid ye ſpreken ic my ſelf be en ſcomaker

Remdi What and thou be therwith I haue nothin a doo.

Hance Ic deſt al forlore, copin is dod, ic maght aot do therto

Remdi I pray thee go hence, for thou doſt trouble me yll.

Hance Nen ic ſeker, ic wyl not gon, ic wold fain liue hore ſtil

Remdi There is to mainy allaunts in this reale, but now I 760
good remedy haue ſo provided that Engliſh men ſhall
lyue the better dayly.

Hance What ſegt ye by gots drowſe, dai is de quade man
Be de moro goi, ic my ſelfe loue de ſcone Engliſhman.

Remdi Fie on [the] flattering knaue, fie on you aliaūts al I ſay
ye can [with] craft & ſubtel tiget engliſhmēs welth away

Hance O ſkon meſter, ic heb hore bin, this darten yeore
ic canſkote de coluerin, & ic can be dr beare broer,
truſt ſee ſo prouide that welth from you haue I ſhall

Hance Ic ſeg to you dat welth is lopen in an ander contry 770
wat hebegy dar brough, forſtan ye net, ſegt me

Remdi Ic vnderſtand the wel, yet thou lieſt lyke a knaue
welth is here ī Englād, & welth ſtil i truſt we ſhal haue

Hance Ic ment no quad ic loue de engliſh man by min here
Cūp vp ſent Katrin and ic ſhal ye geuē twe ſtope bere,

Remdi Get [the] hence drōkē fleming [thou] ſhalt tary no lenger here

Hance Mor it net mare herebin, woder ſal ic geweſt kiſkin
Ic wil to de Kaizer gan, dar fall ic wal ſkinkin & goth out

Remdi Is he gon? I pray god the deuyll go with him
wher is welth, helth & tiberty. I wold ſee thē come in 780

Helth commeth in with a kercher on his head.

Health ¶ O good lorde helpe me, by your licence my ſouerain
I am homely to com her in your preſēce thus diſeaſed
Nede conſtraineth me, for remedy I wold haue faine
I am īfect both body & sſul, I prai you be not diſpleſed

Remdi Why what aile you ſhew me, yet you I do not know
Glad I am to remedy any man, that is affirmity
I perceiue by your phiſnamy, [that] ye ar veri weke feble & low
yet ſhow me your griefe, & I wil help you gladly.

Health Gracio[us] remedi I thank you, yet I am half aſhamed 790
to ſhew you mi maladi & mi name, I was called helth
Therfore I am wel worthi to be puniſhed & blamed
Becauſe I haue not folowed your coūſel, but al thing
may be ſuffered ſaue welth.

Remdy Are you helth, this maketh me very penſife and ſad
ye t be of good chere, & ſhow how you were infect
To remedy you and ſuccour you I wold be very glad
For god wyl puniſh the people when they be detelt

Health Syr I thanke god therof for wel worthy I am
My conſcience doth iudge, ſome trouble haue I muſt 800
A mendes I wyl make to god and if I can
Wil ād wit hath deceiued me in them I put my truſt.

Remdi yf thou haue doone amiſe, and be ſory therfore
Then helfe a mendes is made, for that is contriſſion
Let that paſſe, now wil I axe you one thyng more
Wher be welth ād Libertie, be they of good dispoſiciō

Health As for welth is fallen in decay, and neceſſitie
By waſt & war, thorow ytt wyll, and ſhrewdwit
And lybertie is kept in duraunce and captiuite
God helpe vs all, and ſende vs good remedy for it 810

Remdi For to heare this tale it maketh my hart heauie
yet be of good cōfort, god is ful of grace, & I am good

Health ¶ Sir, thē I beſech you help vs in the way of charity

Remdi I would fayne but I cannot tel which way to begin
Except I might catch wil & wit, then I trow I could
Tye thē