Clow. Ha, ha, ha.
For. And as naked as a frog.
Clow. Ha, ha, ha, I defie thee.
[Forobosco looks in a book, strikes with his wand, Musick playes.
Enter 4. Boyes shaped like Frogs, and dance.
P[e]dant. Spirits of the water in the likeness of frogs.
Tay. He has fisht fair believe me.
Mule. See, see, he sweats and trembles.
Foro. Are you come to your quavers?
Clow. Oh, ho, ho.