We must be neat; not neat, [but] cleanly, captain:
And yet the steer, the [heifer] and the calf
Are all call'd neat.—Still [virginalling]
Upon his palm!—How now, you wanton calf!
Art thou my calf?
Mam. Yes, if you will, my lord.
Leon. Thou want'st a rough [pash] and the shoots that I have.
To be [full like] me: yet they say we are
Almost as like as eggs; women say so,
That will say any thing: but were they false