Greetings, fair groundlings! Will doth wish he couldst write to tell you he hath been faithful scribe to Thaila or her sister Melpomeme of late, but as thou knowest me so well, 'tis best Will be but honest. And if Will be not honest, then he lies with unwelcome bedfellows indeed. Here is a portrait of my brothers in sack, my companions in arms of tankards at the Mermaid with your Will. We are but a merrie crewe, too merrie, it seems, when I should take up my quill.