Somewhat for thy labour now shalt thou have.
Gre. Hobal, ho, lousy jade, must ye kick?
Inc. Whoever saw such a desperate Dick?
Why Greedy-gut, do'st thou not know Inclination?
Gre. Body of me, who hath drest thee of that fashion?
Thou art bridled for biting now indeed,
Sirrah, Master Lust would have thee make speed.
Inc. I am bridled, I, even as thou do'st see,
Therefore desire him to come and help me.
Gre. Marry, together with Greediness now he is bent;