[Dro. E.] [Say] what you will, sir, but I know what I know;
That you beat me at the mart, I have your hand to show:
If [the skin] were parchment, and the blows you gave were ink,
Your [own] handwriting would tell [you] what I think.
Ant. E. I think thou art an ass.
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Marry, so it [doth] appear
By the wrongs I suffer, and the blows I bear.
I should kick, being kick’d; and, being at that pass,
You would keep from my heels, and beware of an ass.