Wherefore these deceits you daily invent,
The people to seduce unto your advertisement,
While with tales you assay, and with lies you begin,
The truth to deface, and your credit to win.
Perv. Doc. What is thy name, then? I pray thee make declaration.
New Cus. In faith, my name is Primitive Constitution.
Perv. Doc. Who? who, Prava Constitutio? even so I thought,
I wist that it was some such thing of nought.[15]
Like lettuce,[16] like lips; a scabb'd horse for a scald squire.
New Cus. Primitive Constitution I said, if you hear,