Hubert.
Is this your promise? Hold your tongue, sir, do.
Arthur.
Oh, take my tongue, I want my tooth to chew,
Leave only that, e’en if it be to eat,
With you good Hubert, some delicious meat,
Which I have ordered for a little treat.
Hubert.
Boy, you have touched me hard, as I’m a sinner,
I’ll leave your tooth at least till after dinner,