You might have said so much to a clowne,
Or one that had not been ore the sea to see fashions:
I have, I tell ye true; and I know what belongs to a man. 170
Crack my crowne, and ye can.
Fra. And I can, ye rascall! [Offers to beat him.]
Phi. Hold, haire braine, holde! dost thou not see hees drunke?
Coo. Nay, let him come:
Though he be my masters sonne, I am my masters man, 175
And a man is a man in any ground of England.
Come, and he dares, a comes upon his death: