Nor. Thou art damn'd:
Corp. That's all one: but am not I the Corporal?
I would give a thousand pound to be resolv'd now,
Had not I Soldiers here?
Nor. No, not a man,
Thou art debauch'd, and cozen'd.
Corp. That may be,
It may be I am drunk; Lord, where have I been?
Is not this my Halbert in my hand?
Nor. No, 'tis a May-pole.
Cor. Why then I know not who I am, nor what,
Nor whence I come.
Nor. Ye are an arrand Rascal;
You Corporal of a Watch.
Cor. 'Tis the Dane's voice: you are no devil then.
Nor. No, nor no Sow, Sir.
Cor. Of that [I] am right g[l]ad, Sir,
I was ne'r so frighted in my life, as I am a Soldier.