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.