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by his honour the mustard was naught: now,

I'll stand to it, the pancakes were naught and

the mustard was good, and yet was not the

knight forsworn.

Cel. How prove you that, in the great heap

of your knowledge?

Ros. Ay, marry: now unmuzzle your wisdom.

Touch. Stand you both forth now: stroke

your chins, and swear by your beards that I am

a knave.

Cel. By our beards, if we had them, thou art.

Touch. By my knavery, if I had it, then I

were; but if you swear by that that is not, you

are not forsworn: no more was this knight,

swearing by his honour, for he never had any;

or if he had, he had sworn it away before ever

he saw those pancakes or that mustard.

Cel. Prithee, who is 't that thou meanest?

Touch. One that old Frederick, your father,

loves.

Cel. My father's love is enough to honour

him. Enough! speak no more of him; you'll

be whipped for taxation one of these days.

Touch. The more pity, that fools may not

speak wisely what wise men do foolishly.

Cel. By my troth, thou sayest true; for since

the little wit that fools have was silenced, the

little foolery that wise men have makes a great

show. Here comes Monsieur Le Beau.

Ros. With his mouth full of news.

 70 naught: worthless

71 stand to it: maintain

90 Cel.; cf. n.

92 taxation: slander, backbiting

96 fools silenced; cf. n. 