INSTRUCTION.
Take breath, and change your weapons; play the men.
TEDIOUSNESS.
Somewhat it was that made thee come again.
Thou stickest somewhat better to thy tackling, I see,
But what, no force; ye are but Jack-Sprat to me.
WIT.
Have hold, here is a morsel for thee to eat. [Strikes.
STUDY, INSTRUCTION.
Here is a pelt to make your knave's heart fret.
DILIGENCE.
There is a blow able to fell a hog.
WIT.
And here is a foin behind for a mad dog!
[Let Will trip you[440] down.
Hold, hold, hold, the lubber is down!
TEDIOUSNESS. O!
WILL.
Strike off his head, while I hold him by the crown.