When he was bravely giving up his life.
Cler. No; Ile not fight against my brothers sword;35
Not that I feare it, but since tis a tricke
For you to show your backe.
Mont. By all truth, no:
Take but my honourable othe, I will not.
Cler. Your honourable othe! Plaine truth no place has
Where othes are honourable.
Tam. Trust not his othe. [40]
Hee will lie like a lapwing; when shee flyes