Cost. It is, ‘Great,’ sir:—
Pompey surnamed the Great;
That oft in field, with targe and shield, did make my foe to sweat:
550 And travelling along this coast, I here am come by chance,
And lay my arms before the legs of [551] this sweet lass of France.
If your ladyship would say, ‘Thanks, Pompey,’ I had done.
[553] Prin. Great thanks, Great Pompey.
Cost. ’Tis not so much worth; but I hope I was perfect:
555 I made a little fault in ‘Great.’
Biron. My hat to a halfpenny, Pompey proves the best Worthy.