Avar. Lo! here 'tis, for your fancy.
Ver. Give it me!
Avar. Yea, nay; I defy that Policy!
Ver. Open it!
Avar. Yea, that each body might be catching:
Some's teeth, I think, water e'en since to be snatching.
Ver. We must needs see what it is.
Avar. 'Tis a bag of rye!
Ver. Rye, what rye?
Avar. A bag of rye [...]
Ver. ... such as men do eat?