Bartholomew Fair: A Comedy

by Ben Jonson

Pup. Damon. Whore-master in thy face,

Thou hast lain with her thyself, I’ll prove it in this place.

Cokes. Damon says, Pythias has lain with her himself, he’ll prove’t in this place.

Leath. They are whore-masters both, sir, that’s a plain case.

Pup. Pythias. You lie like a rogue.

Leath. Do I lie like a rogue?

Pup. Pythias. A pimp and a scab.

Leath. A pimp and a scab.

I say, between you, you have both but one drab.