Ateu. Be breefe then.
Slip. If you need me in your chamber,
I can keepe the doore at a whistle, in your kitchin, 490
Turne the spit, and licke the pan, and make the fire burne.
But if in the stable.
Ateu. Yea there would I vse thee.
Slip. Why there you kill me, there am I,
And turne me to a horse & a wench, and I haue no peere.
Ateu. Art thou so good in keeping a horse,
I pray thee tell me how many good qualities hath a horse?
Slip. Why so sir, a horse hath two properties of a man,
That is a proude heart, and a hardie stomacke,
Foure properties of a Lyon, a broad brest, a stiffe docket, 500
Hold your nose master. A wild countenance, and 4. good legs.
Nine properties of a Foxe, nine of a Hare, nine of an Asse,
And ten of a woman.
Ateu. A woman, why what properties of a woman hath a Horse?
Slip. O maister, know you not that?
Draw your tables, and write what wise I speake.
First a merry countenance.
Second, a soft pace.
Third, a broad forehead.
Fourth, broad buttockes. 510
Fift, hard of warde.
Sixt, easie to leape vpon.
Seuenth, good at long iourney.
Eight, mouing vnder a man.
Ninth, alway busie with the mouth.
Tenth. Euer chewing on the bridle.
Ateu. Thou art a man for me, whats thy name?
Slip. An auncient name sir, belonging to the
Chamber and the night gowne. Gesse you that.