Beaten with a cudgel like a slave, a vacabone, or a lazy lubber,
And not given one blow again. Hast thou handled me well?
Jack. Master, I handled you not, but who did handle you very handsomely, you can tell.
Carisophus. Handsomely! thou crack-rope.[85]
Jack. Yea, sir, very handsomely: I hold you a groat,
He handled you so handsomely, that he left not one mote in your coat.
Carisophus. O, I had firk’d him trimly, thou villain, if thou hadst given me my sword.
Jack. It is better as it is, master, believe me, at a word.
If he had seen your weapon, he would have been fiercer,
And so perhaps beat you worse, I speak it with my heart,