meddle

[…] why ſhouldeſt thou meddle to thy hurt,[…]?

[…]ſtuddy to be quyet / and to medle with youre owne buſynes[…].

[H]e cutt a lock of all their heare, / Which medling with their blood & earth, he threw / Into the graue,[…].

But after god came to Adam and bad hym knowe his wyf flesshly as nature requyred / Soo lay Adam with his wyf vnder the same tree / and anone the tree whiche was whyte and ful grene as ony grasse and alle that came oute of hit / and in the same tyme that they medled to gyders there was Abel begoten / thus was the tree longe of grene colour