Friar. Leave thy railing and babbling of friars,

Or, by Jove, I'll lug thee by the sweet ear!

Pard. By God, I would thou durst presume to it!

Friar. By God, a little thing might make me to do it--

Pard. And I shrew thy heart, and thou spare

Friar. By God, I will not miss thee much, thou slouch;

And if thou play me such another touch,

I'll knock thee on the costard, I would thou it knew

Pard. " Marry that I would see, quotes the blind Hew."

Friar. Well, I will begin, and then let me see,

Whether thou darest again interrupt me,

And what thou would once to it say--

Pard. Begin and prove, whether I will, yea or nay--

Friar. And to go forth, whereas I left right now--

Pard. Because some percase will think amiss of me--

Friar. Our Lord in the gospel showeth the way