Let dore stand, Cock! why coms, in deede? kepe dore, thou horson boy!
Chat. Stand to it, thou dastard, for thine eares, ise teche the, a sluttish toye!
Hodge. Gogs woundes, hore, chil make the avaunte! take heede, Cocke, pull in the latche!
Chat. Ifaith, sir Loose-breche, had ye taried, ye shold have found your match!
Gammer. Now ware thy throte, losell, thouse paye[704] for al!
Hodge. Well said, Gammer, by my soule. 45
Hoyse her, souse her, bounce her, trounce her, pull out her throte boule!
Chat. Comst behynd me, thou withered witch? and I get once on foote
Thouse pay for all, thou old tarlether! ile teach the what longs to it!
Take the this to make up thy mouth, til time thou come by more!