Ignorance. Yea verily, for with these eyes I saw him to-day.
Cruelty. Now I would he were here, I would so dress the slave,
That I warrant he should bear me a mark to his grave.
First I would buffet him thus, then give him a fall;
Afterward I would dash out his brains at the wall.
Avarice. Hold your hands, you rude knave, or by God's body I swear,
I will quickly fetch my fist from your ear.
Perv. Doc. Tush, tush, it avails nought to chafen, or to chide,
It were more wisdom with speed some redress to provide.