You will taste them, I am sure, for they are favourites with our sovereign lady, the queen.

Here, Gregory, Dickon--bestir yourselves, knaves, and pour forth a cup of sack for each of these dames.

As you drink, mistresses, neglect not the health of our honourable good master Sir Ralph, and his lady.

It is well--it is well.
I will convey to them both your dutiful good wishes.

But I must see all your wants supplied.