2 Grooms.
Gro 1.
Come, give us in the great Chair, for my Lady,
And set it there: and this for Justice Bramble.
Gro. 2.
This for the Squire my Master, on the right
hand.
Gro. 1.
And this for the High Constable.
Gro. 2.
This his Wife.
Gro. 1.
Then for the Bride and Bridegroom here, Pol-
martin.
Gro. 2.
And she Pol-martin, at my Ladies Feet.
Gro. 1.
Right.
Gro. 2.
And beside them Mr. Hannibal Puppy.
Gro. 1.
And his she Puppy, Mrs. VVispe that was:
Here's all are in the Note.
Gro. 2.
No, Mr. Vicar:
The petty Chanon Hugh.
Gro. 1. And Cast-by Clay:
There they are all.
Tub.
Then cry a Hall, a Hall!
'Tis merry in Tottenham Hall, when Beards wag all.
Come, Father Rosin, with your Fiddle now,
And two tall-toters: Flourish to the Masque.
[Loud Musick.