_Ger._ Heaven bless you, and still keep you, farewel Master. [_Exeunt._
SCENE II.
_Enter_ Hubert.
_Hub._ I have lockt my Youth up close enough for gadding,
In an old Tree, and set watch over him.
_Enter_ Jaculin.
Now for my Love, for sure this Wench must be she,
She follows me; Come hither, pretty _Minche_.
_Jac._ No, no, you'll kiss.
_Hub._ So I will.
_Jac._ Y'ded law?
How will ye kiss me, pray you?
_Hub._ Thus, soft as my loves lips.
_Jac._ Oh!
_Hub._ What's your Father's name?
_Jac._ He's gone to Heaven.
_Hub._ Is it not _Gerrard_, Sweet?
_Jac._ I'll stay no longer;
My Mother's an old Woman, and my Brother
Was drown'd at Sea, with catching Cockles. O Love!
O how my heart melts in me: how thou fir'st me!
_Hub._ 'Tis certain she; pray let me see your hand, Sweet?
_Jac._ No, no, you'l bite it.
_Hub._ Sure I should know that Gymmal!
_Jac._ 'Tis certain he: I had forgot my Ring too.
O _Hubert_! _Hubert_!
_Hub._ Ha! methought she nam'd me--
Do you know me, Chick?
_Jac._ No indeed, I never saw ye;
But methinks you kiss finely.
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