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	[Old man] Where have you been? and if thy gravity were as good as thy ancient dissembling, I
        would tell thee.
	Old man.......These words be very large, what is the cause thou wilt not be acquainted with me?
        (I never did thee harm) and I have desired to be acquainted with thee a long time.
	Maid.......With counterfeit gravity I will never be acquainted, neither thy age, and the
        fame, nor thy hairs, nor the sobernesse of thy countenance can move me to any acquaintance
        for that thou never delightedst in true wisdom.
	Old man......Then go your way like an Harlot.
	Maid......If wicked words do prove an Harlot, then thou hast judged thy self.
	E.K. Now she goeth on forward, and the Old man is gone out of sight.
	There appeareth now a young man, sitting on the side of a Ditch, and to
        him she said.
	Maid......What aileth you to weep?
	Young man.......I weep for thy discourtesie.
	Maid......Thou canst not move my conscience : No, ( I say) thou canst not move me to 
       pitty,
	E.K. She licketh his tears, and saith.
	Maid.......Oh, to qualifie these tears, is not other then to dry rotten Hemp with a mighty 
        fire.
	Young man.......I will see the hang'd before I will weep any more.
	Maid ......Every thing commonly teacheth of it self.
	E.K. The young man went away stamping, and angry, and now she is 
        come where a multitude of young Children are, there is much meat on a 
        Table and the Children being not high enough to reach it, pull'd the maid
        by the Cloaths, and pointed to the meat; she goeth round about theTable
        there is but one dish uncovered, and that seemeth to be like dew, she putteth
        her fingers into the Dish, and letteth the Children lick, and they fall down 
        dead.
	Maid.......Blame Justice and not me, for if the Children had ever tasted of this meat be-
        fore they might have continued.
	E.K. Now she meeteh a thin visag.d man very feeble, who staggered
        on his staffe, and he said.
	Feeble......Help me for Gods sake.
	Maid...... I will do my best.
	E. K.  As she came toward the man , the man fell down; She heaveth him 
        up, and again he falleth down, and she lifteth at him still.
	Maid......Good will forms, but the matter is not sufficient : This is long of thy self.
	Feeble.....Oh, I say, help me.
	Maid......It is too late to help thee, I came this way many times before, and thou never
        soughtest help at my hands. It is written, he that desireth not help, till he be helplesse, he shall
        be voide of the benefit of an helper.
	E.K. The feeble man goeth away, and she departeth from him: Now
        she cometh towards a man going up an hill, who had torn all his Cloaths off
        with brambles and bryars.  There stand a great many of Mawmets, little 
        ugly fellows at the top of the hill, who threw stones against him and so
        force this climing man (or goer up the hill) to tumble down again to the
        foot of the hill.  The skin doth seem to be off his hands and his feet, and
        they are very raw, with his excessive travail with hands and feet up that hill;
        Now there appear men eating meat below at the foot of the hill, who offered
        him meat to eat; But he laboureth up the hill again, one of these men said,
        come let me bind up thy feet.
	The Clymer......Unto him that hath no wearinesse, there belongeth no sorrow.
	E.K. She standeth and vieweth him.
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