Would call his Mother Whore. O, it was rare!
Clow. Oh, damn’d Rogue!
I stay but here, in hope, to see him hang’d,
And carrie newes to England, then I know,
The women there will neuer see me want,
For God he knowes, I loue vm with my heart,
But dare not shew it for my very eares.
What course, Sir, shall we take to hide our selues?
Mis. The same we did at Bristow, Fencing Boy;
Oh 't is a fearefull name to Females, Swash,