Fast by the hide the wolf Lowder caught;
And, had not Roffy run to the steven,
Lowder had been slain thilk same even.
HOB. God shield, man, he should so ill have thrive,
All for he did his devoir belive.
If such be wolves, as thou hast told,
How might we, Diggon, them behold?
DIG. How, but, with heed and watchfulness,
Forstallen them of their wiliness:
Forthy with shepheard sits not play,