Sens. What is your name?
Pride. Pride!
Sens. Pride?
Pride. Yea, sikerly!
But I am cleped Worship, commonly,
In places where I dwell.
Sens. Worship, now, in faith, ye say true;
Ye be radix viciorum—root of all virtue.
Pride. Yea, yea, man! ye would say so if ye me knew.
Sens. Turd! I know you well.
Sir! ye are welcome, as I may say;
I shall bring you in service if I may;
And if one man stand not in the way.
Pride. One man? what the devil is he?
Sens. By God! one that loveth not thee,
Nor me neither.
Pride. I pray thee tell me
What manner of man he is,
And I shall give him a lift, as I guess.