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 Where thou shalt see Ile do as much as Shakbag.

Sha. This is the doore, but soft, me thinks tis shut, The villaine Michaell hath deceiued vs,

Wil. Soft let me see, shakbag tis shut indeed. Knock with thy sword, perhaps the slaue will heare,

Sha. It wil not be, the white liuerd pesant is gon to bed And laughs vs both to scorne.

Wil. And he shall by his mirriment as deare, As euer coistrell bought so little sport, Nere let this sworde assist me when I neede, But rust and canker after I haue sworne: If I the next time that I mete the hind, Loppe not away his leg, his arme or both,

Sha. And let me neuer draw a sword againe, Nor prosper in the twilight, cockshut light, When I would fleece the welthie passenger, But ly and languish in a loathsome den: Hated and spit at by the goers by. And in that death may die, vnpittied. If I the next time that I meete the slaue, Cut not the nose from of the cowards face, And trample on it, for this villany.

Wil. Come lets go seeke out Green I know hele swear

Sha. He were a villane and he would not sweare, Twould make a pesant sweare amongst his boyes. That nere durst say before but yea and no. To be thus flouted of a coysterel.

Will. Shakbag lets seeke out Green, & in the morning At the Alehouse butting Ardens house, Watch thee out comming of that prick eard cur, And then let me alone to handle him.

Ard. Sirra get you back to billensgate, And learne what time the tide will serue our turne, Come to vs in Paules, first go make the bed, And afterwards go harken for the floude. Come