M. Mery. Yea that I have.
R. Royster. And what will this geare be?
M. Mery. No so God me save.
R. Royster. Hast thou a flat answer? 15
M. Mery. Nay a sharp answer.
R. Royster. What
M. Mery. Ye shall not (she sayth) by hir will marry hir cat.
Ye are such a calfe, such an asse, such a blocke,
Such a lilburne,[481] such a hoball,[482] such a lobcocke,[483]
And bicause ye shoulde come to hir at no season,