By his flesh, nose, eyes, and ears,
I will venter void of all cares:
He is not a soldier that doth fear any doubt;
If that he would bring his purpose about.
Snuff.
Fear that fear list, it shall not be I:
By Gog’s wounds, I will make some neck stand awry;
If I lose my share, I swear by Gog’s heart,
Then let another take up my part.
Huff.