Cler. Avant! yee rascols, hence!
Mail. Now leave your coates.
Cler. Let me not see them more. 85
Aum. I grieve that vertue lives so undistinguisht
From vice in any ill, and though the crowne
Of soveraigne law, shee should be yet her footstoole,
Subject to censure, all the shame and paine
Of all her rigor.
Cler. Yet false policie 90