Mopsa

Servant
O, master, if you did but hear the peddler at
the door, you would never dance again after a tabor
and pipe; no, the bagpipe could not move you. He
sings several tunes faster than you’ll tell money. He
utters them as he had eaten ballads and all men’s
ears grew to his tunes.
Shepherd’s Son
He could never come better.
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Autolycus
This is a merry ballad, but a very pretty
one.
Mopsa
Let’s have some merry ones.
Autolycus
Why, this is a passing merry one and goes
to the tune of —Two Maids Wooing a Man. There’s
scarce a maid westward but she sings it. ‘Tis in
request, I can tell you.
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