Look, she shall witnesse[325] against thee.
_Corn_. My wife there? I must be gone then.
_Acut_. Oh fye, betray not thy self so grossely.
_Cor_. I pray ye pardon me.
_Accut_. I dare not.
_Cor_. I sir, but afterward may come after claps. I know the world well
enough.
_Accut_. Mischiefe of the Devill, be man, not all beast, do not
lye,----both sheetes doe not.
_Cit. w_. I warrant this fellow has as many eies as a Lamprey, hee could
never see so farre into the world else.
_Accu_. And thou pure asse, meere asse, thy eares become thee well,
yfaith.
_Scil_. I think you merit to make a Musition of me, you furnish me with
a good eare.
_Accut_. Thou deservdst it, thou't make thy self a Cucckold, be it but
for company sake; thou hast long eares, and thinkest them hornes, thy
onceites cuckolds thee, thou art jealious if thou seest thy wives ----
with another mans palme. And foole, thy state in that sense is the best;
thou art claspt with simplicitie, (a great badge of honestie,) for the
poore foole has pawnd her cloathes to redeeme thy unthriftines; be
jealious no more unlesse thou weare thine eares still, for all shall be
well, and you shall have your puppie againe.
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