Bard. And of women.[4778]
Host. Nay, that a' did not.
Boy. Yes, that a' did; and said they were devils[4779]30
incarnate.
Host. A' could never abide carnation; 'twas a colour[4780]
he never liked.
Boy. A' said once, the devil would have him about[4781]
women.35
Host. A' did in some sort, indeed, handle women; but
then he was rheumatic, and talked of the whore of Babylon.
Boy. Do you not remember, a' saw a flea stick upon
Bardolph's nose, and a' said it was a black soul burning in
hell-fire?[4782]40
Bard. Well, the fuel is gone that maintained that fire:
that's all the riches I got in his service.
Nym. Shall we shog? the king will be gone from
Southampton.
Pist. Come, let's away. My love, give me thy lips.[4783]45
Look to my chattels and my movables:[4783]
Let senses rule; the word is 'Pitch and Pay:'[4783][4784]
Trust none;[4783]
For oaths are straws, men's faiths are wafer-cakes,[4783]
And hold-fast is the only dog, my duck:[4783]50
Therefore, Caveto be thy counsellor.[4783][4785]
Go, clear thy crystals. Yoke-fellows in arms,[4783][4786]
Let us to France; like horse-leeches, my boys,[4783]
To suck, to suck, the very blood to suck![4783]