An' they seeked him in the rafter-room, an' cubby-hole, an' press, An' seeked him up the chimbly-flue, an' ever' wheres, I guess; But all they ever found wuz thist his pants an' roundabout: An' the Gobble-uns 'll git you Ef

But wheres Eurymine?

La. Wheres Doroty?

Wheres Sir Richard? Fra.

Gods my life what beastes were we, that we wood not see him all this while, never trust me if he looke not somewhat like a man: see how pretely he holds the torche in one of his forefeete: wheres his keeper trowe, is he broke loose? Iack.

Indeed, Madam, in th'exchange they so honour him for his worke, that they will take nothing for any thing he buies on am; but wheres the rich night-cap you wroght, cosen?

Wheres now my hope of byrthrighte, where all Fraunce? Drownd in the cradle of a chamber groome.

Yet though my limbs disease invades, Her wings imagination tries, And bears me to the peaceful shades, Wheres humble turrets rise; Here stop, my soul, thy rapid flight, Nor from the pleasing groves depart, Where first great nature charm'd my sight, Where wisdom first inform'd my heart.

Wheres Harry Williams that he staies not here? Rach.

Wheres maister Beech? Neigh.

Wheres my sweete? Not heare?

Wheres your commissions, that you would have sign'd?

Wheres Vandermas?

Enter Van. and Mont. Come, Vandermas, Montano, wheres your corde?

Where am I, in what dungeon, wheres my grave?

"Dere is enuff things in dere nowput 'em down here on this entry table, or dere, long side de knife-Boardany wheres but in de kitchen.