[♦] Smile in men’s faces, smooth, deceive and cog,
Duck with French nods and apish courtesy,
50 I must be held a rancorous enemy.
Cannot a plain man live and think no harm,
[♦] But thus his simple truth must be abused
[♦] By silken, sly, insinuating Jacks?
[♦] Riv. To whom in all this presence speaks your grace?
[55] Glou. To thee, that hast nor honesty nor grace.
When have I injured thee? when done thee wrong?
[♦] Or thee? or thee? or any of your faction?