Thy neighbours hens thou takest, and playes the two legged foxe;
Their chickens and their capons to, and now and then their cocks.
Hodge. Ich defy them al that dare it say, cham as true as the best!
Bayly. Wart not thou take within this houre in Dame Chats hens nest?
Hodge. Take there? no, master; chold not dot for a house ful of gold! 90
Chat. Thou or the devil in thy cote—sweare this I dare be bold.
D. Rat. Sweare me no swearing, quean, the devill he geve the sorow!
Al is not worth a gnat thou canst sweare till to morow: E
Where is the harme he hath? shew it, by Gods bread!
Ye beat him with a witnes, but the stripes light on my head! 95