Fal. Hang him poore cuckally knaue, I know him not,
And yet I wrong him to call him poore. For they
Say the cuckally knaue hath legions of angels,
140 For the which his wife seemes to me well fauored,
And Ile vse her as the key of the cuckally knaues
Coffer, and there’s my randeuowes.
Foord. Meethinkes sir it were good that you knew
Ford, that you might shun him.
145 Fal. Hang him cuckally knaue, Ile stare him
Out of his wits, Ile keepe him in awe