How should a marriage between you be toward,
If both parties draw back, and become so froward?
R. Roister. Nay, dame, I will fire thee out of thy house, [though I die;[145]]
And destroy thee and all thine, and that by and by.
M. Merry. Nay, for the passion of God, sir, do not so.
R. Roister. Yes, except she will say yea to that she said no.
C. Custance. And what, be there no officers, trow we, in town,
To check idle loiterers, bragging up and down?
Where be they by whom vagabonds should be represt,
That poor silly widows might live in peace and rest?