Seeking an honest man. I live in courts.
Zor. My lord, I pray you send the fellow hence,
For he and we are always out of tune.
An inharmonious bracketing of notes,
Whose musical extremes don’t coalesce:
He’s sharp and we are flat.
Arist.Extremely flat!
Chrys. He’s vinegar, my lord, and we are oil.
Arist. Oil is a sickening insipid food
Unless it’s qualified with vinegar.