Spaniard. The air being thin and rarified generally provides us good stomachs.
Englishman. Aye, and the earth little or nothing to satisfy ’em with; I think a cabbage is a jewel among you.
Span. Why, truly a good cabbage is respected. But our people are often very luxurious, they abound very often.
Eng. O no such matter, faith, Spaniard! ’death, if they get but a piece of beef, they shall hang all the bones out, and write underneath Here hath been beef eaten, as if ’twere a miracle. And if they get but a lean hen, the feathers shall be spread before the door with greater pride than we our carpets at some princely solemnity.
5.
Foolish Form.
Servant (to my Lord Stately’s Gentleman Usher.) Sir, here’s your Lord’s footman come to tell you, your Lord’s hat is blown out of his hand.
Lord W. Why did not the footman take it up?
Usher. He durst not, my Lord; ’tis above him.
Lord W. Where? a’top of the chimney?
Usher. Above his office, my Lord.