And I shrew thy heart, and thou spare—
FRIAR.
By God, I will not miss thee much, thou slouch;
And if thou play me such another touch,
I'sh knock thee on the costard, I would thou it knew—
PARDONER.
"Marry that I would see, quod blind Hew." [177]
FRIAR.
Well, I will begin, and then let me see,
Whether thou darest again interrupt me,
And what thou would once to it say—
PARDONER.
Begin and prove, whether I will, yea or nay—