John.
Marry! horribly good! I say none other.
Parson.
So is all the Mess, I dare avow this,
As good in every point as Pistel or Gospel is.
John.
The foul evil it is! Who would think so much?
In faith, I ever thought that it had been no such.
Parson.
Then have we the Canon, that is holiest.
John.
A spiteful gay thing, of all that ever I wist.