He showeth himself herein, ye see, so very a cox,[308]
The cat was not so madly allured by the fox,[309]
To run in the snares was set for him doubtless;
For he leapt in for mice, and this sir John for madness.
Doctor Rat. Well, and ye shift no better, ye losel lither[310] and lazy,
I will go near for this to make ye leap at a daisy.[311]
In the king's name, Master Baily, I charge you set him fast.
Diccon. What! fast at cards or fast on sleep? it is the thing I did last.
Doctor Rat. Nay, fast in fetters, false varlet, according to thy deeds.
Baily. Master Doctor, there is no remedy, I must entreat you needs