Yet Ide be loth to turne them together,
A man may be too confident.
Enter Host and Shallow.
Pa. Here comes my ramping host of the garter,
Ther’s either licker in his hed, or mony in his purse,
90 That he lookes so merily. Now mine Host?
Host. God blesse you my bully rookes, God blesse you.
Caualera Iustice I say.
Shal. At hand mine host, at hand. M. Ford. god den [to you]
God den and twentie good M. Page.