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¶In the fyfte scene.
¶Data uerba mihi sunt. I am deceyued.
Vicit uinum quod bibi. The wyne that I haue drunken, hath ouercomed me, as who shulde say I fele my selfe drunken.
Dum accubabam, uidebar mihi pulchrè so brius. Al the while that I sate at the table, me thought I was very sobre, and in very good tempre. Pulchre .i. ualde, oppido, mi∣nus, admodum.
Post{quam} surrexi, ne{que} pes, neque mens satis suum officium facit. Nowe that I am vp, neyther my feete, nor my wytte seruethe me very wel.
Vah quanto nunc formosior uidere mihi, {quam} dudum. Oh howe moche fayrer seme you to me nowe, than you dyd while ere.
Verbum hercle hoc uerum est. Certes this is a true sayenge.
An abijt iam? Is he gone al redy?
Lites sunt inter eos maxime. There is ve∣ry great stryfe and debate betwene them, or they be at great wordes to gether. For that signifieth proprely lites, stryuing in wordes.
Abiens mihi innuit. when he went awaye, he becked on me.
Nonne id sat erat? was not that ynough?
Nesciebam id dicere illam. I knewe not,