V. L. My friend? marry, I do thee defy,
And all such company I do deny.
For thou art a companion for roisters and ruffians,
And not fit for any virtuous companions.
New. And, in faith, art thou at plain defiance?
Then I see I must go to mine old acquaintance.
Well, Cuthbert Cutpurse and [Pierce] Pickpurse, we must go together;
For, like will to like, quoth the Devil to the Collier.
V. L. Indeed, thou say'st true, it must needs be so,
For like will ever to his like go;