When I amongst them come, for I with words,
Can terrifie, as others can with swords.
VII.
Damme you Rogue if thou provoke my wroth
1 Canes qui multum latrant, raro mordent.
1I'le carve thee up, and spit thee, joynt by joynt
There's none that tasted of my fury hath,
But fear and tremble lest I should appoint
A second penance from them, when my brow