_Fel._ All that ye say is as trewe as the Crede; 220 For howe be it lyberte to welthe is conuenyent, And from felycyte may not be forborne, Yet measure hath ben so longe from vs absent, That all men laugh at lyberte to scorne; Welth and wyt, I say, be so threde bare worne, That all is without measure, and fer beyonde the mone. _Magn._ Then noblenesse, I se well, is almoste vndone, But yf therof the soner amendys be made; For dowtlesse I parceyue my magnyfycence Without measure lyghtly may fade, 230 Of to moche lyberte vnder the offence: Wherfore, Measure, take Lyberte with you hence, And rule hym after the rule of your scole. _Lyb._ What, syr, wolde ye make me a poppynge fole? _Meas._ Why, were not your selfe agreed to the same, And now wolde ye swarue from your owne ordynaunce? _Lyb._ I wolde be rulyd, and I myght for shame. _Fel._ A, ye make me laughe at your inconstaunce. _Magn._ Syr, without any longer delyaunce, Take Lyberte to rule, and folowe myne entent. 240 _Meas._ It shalbe done at your commaundement. _Itaque MEASURE exeat locum cum LIBERTATE, et maneat MAGNYFYCENCE cum FELICITATE._ _Magn._ It is a wanton thynge this Lyberte; Perceyue you not howe lothe he was to abyde The rule of Measure, notwithstandynge we Haue deputyd Measure hym to gyde? By measure eche thynge duly is tryde: Thynke you not thus, my frende Felycyte? _Fel._ God forbede that it other wyse sholde be! _Magn._ Ye coulde not ellys, I wote, with me endure. _Fel._ Endure? no, God wote, it were great payne; 250 But yf I were orderyd by iust measure, It were not possyble me longe to retayne. _Hic intrat FANSY._ _Fan._ Tusche, holde your pece, your langage is vayne. Please it your grace to take no dysdayne, To shewe you playnly the trouth as I thynke. _Magn._ Here is none forsyth whether you flete or synke. _Fel._ From whens come you, syr, that no man lokyd after? _Magn._ Or who made you so bolde to interrupe my tale? _Fan._ Nowe, _benedicite_, ye wene I were some hafter, Or ellys some iangelynge Jacke of the vale; 260 Ye wene that I am dronken, bycause I loke pale. _Magn._ Me semeth that ye haue dronken more than ye haue bled. _Fan._ Yet amonge noble men I was brought vp and bred. _Fel._ Nowe leue this iangelynge, and to vs expounde Why that ye sayd our langage was in vayne. _Fan._ Mary, vpon trouth my reason I grounde, That without largesse noblenesse can not rayne; And that I sayd ones, yet I say agayne, I say without largesse worshyp hath no place, For largesse is a purchaser of pardon and of grace. 270 _Magn._ Nowe, I beseche thé, tell me what is thy name? _Fan._ Largesse, that all lordes sholde loue, syr, I hyght. _Fel._ But hyght you, Largesse, encreace of noble fame? _Fan._ Ye, syr, vndoubted.