Cr. Con. By God, yet it muste begynne moche of thé. 520
Fan. Who that is ruled by vs, it shalbe longe or he thee.
C. Count. But, I say, kepest thou the olde name styll that thou had?
Cr. Con. Why, wenyst thou, horson, that I were so mad?
Fan. Nay, nay, he hath chaunged his, and I haue chaunged myne.
C. Count. Nowe, what is his name, and what is thyne?
Fan. In faythe, Largesse I hyght,
And I am made a knyght.
C. Count. A rebellyon agaynst nature,
So large a man, and so lytell of stature!