For they esteeme no one man more than eche,
They vse as well the lackey as the lorde,
And like theyr maners churlishe in[359] theyr speeche,
Theyr lodging harde, theyr bourd to bee abhord:
Theyr pleited garments therewith[360] well accord,
All iagde and frounst, with diuers colours deckt,
They swere, they curse, and drinke, till they be fleckt.
26.
They hate all such as these theyr maners hate,
Which reason would no wiseman should allowe,