some close defect in your selfe that wee never
dream'd of.
Pyr. Wee held discourse of a perfum'd asse,
that being disguis'd in a lions case imagin'd[235]
himself a lion: I hope that toucht not you.
Buss. So, sir? Your descants doe marvellous
well fit this ground; we shall meet where your
buffonly laughters will cost ye the best blood in
your bodies.[240]