I will strike at you, but the rappe shall light on him.
When we first appeare.
C. Custance. Then will I runne away
As though I were afeard.
T. Trusty. Do you that part wel play
And I will sue for peace.
M. Mery. And I wil set him on.
Then will he looke as fierce as a Cotssold lyon.
T. Trusty. But when gost thou for him?
M. Mery. That do I very nowe.