[A paire of spy-knaues]

TO THE WORLDS BLINDE IVDGEMENT , that wants a paire of Spectacles with a true sight . TRuth doth auouch it , and experience sayes , Time serues vs with his worst of wicked dayes , The world , euen like a garment waxeth old ▪ Selfe-loue is hot , charitie deadly cold . The notes we haue to know our good men by ( As corrupt Iudgement deemes with errours eye ) Are wealth , and words , no matter how they liue , Hee 's a good man , that can good speeches giue , And talke of Vertue , and Religious zeale , Although in deeds he like a Diuell deale . Another sort there are , the world cals best , Onely because they are of wealth possest : Their gold and siluer gildeth them so well , They are the best in Parish where they dwell : And so was ●iues , out of question too , Most richly magnified with much adoe , Vntill the end tryes truth , at dying day , When all the worlds esteemed things decay , Diuels with Gluttons soule did merry make , Angels , poore Lazarus to glory take . Blinde iudging world , sencelesse in censure th' art , With greatnesse , not with goodnes taking part : Tell me , where 's he that for true Vertues sake , The poore Iust man , will his companion make ? Where 's he that is the greatest finde-fault knowne , Reproues his brothers misse , and mends his owne ? Where 's he that is to such a patience growne , That he will put vp wrong , and offer none ? What 's he that now-a-daies doth good for ill , And would doe hurt to no man by his will ? Point out the man , breathing beneath the Sunne , That doth , as to himselfe he would haue done . What 's he as willing will repay a Debt , As he was ready trusted goods to get ? Who will not flatter Greatnesse now-a-daies , In all the errours of their gracelesse wayes ? Who will in losses on his God depend , And take that patiently the Lord doth send ? Who will be weary to be monies slaue , And hauing wealth , confesse , inough I haue ? Who will not catch ( if by his craft he can , ) The meanes , and liuing from another man ? What 's he that will his Couenant fulfill , As firme by promise , as by Bond or Bill ? Where 's he will lend of superfluitie , Without the Vsurers gratuitie ? Who is it that of faithfull true intent , Maintaines the poore , defends the Innocent ? Sure if Diogenes did liue againe , He might burne day , as once he did , in vaine ,

READER . THis Crystall sight is not for all mens Eyes , But onely serues for the iudicious wise , Fooles , they may gaze as long as ere they will , And be as blind as any Beetle still : A purblinde Momus fleeringly will looke , And spie no knaue but 's selfe in all the Booke . A Sicophant , that slaues himselfe to all , Will his owne Knaue-Companions honest call , And wilfull winke , because he will not see , With diuers sorts of Buzzards else that be : But these we leaue to their defectiue sight , With Bats and Owles that blinded are by light . S. R.

A DRVNKARDS Duello . A Worshipper of Bacchus , ripe in Grape , From merry drunk , and toyish as an Ape , Fell Lyon drunkard , and in Claret heate , His cup-companion did with combate threat , To meete next morning in Saint Georges field , Whereto the other did encounter yeeld , And so they left the Tauerne very late , The Challenger reel'd home with drunken pate , And put himselfe in complete armour , like The God of battell , Dagger , Sword , halfe Pike , And beates vpon his aduersaries dore , Saying , I come like Beuis to the Bore , Appeare , base coward , rowse thee from thy den . The other with the noyse awakening then , Comes downe , and findes behinde his doore to stand , A Paring shouell , which he tooke in hand , And lends to braue Sir Lancelot of the Lake , A blowe that made his steeled coxcombe ake , Who double wounded , fell as he were slaine . The other quiet went to bed againe , And his confounded enemy lets lye , At last the stumbling watch with light come by , Seeing an armed man all myery foule , They gaze on him , like Woodcocks at an Owle , Then get him vp , and leaning on their Bils , They samen him according to their skils , As who , and what , and where , and which , and why ? And thus , and so , and then , and whence , and I , Then holding of the Lanthorne to his face , He thus deliuers them his wofull case : You braue browne Bill-men that behold the wight , Whom durt hath spoiled of his armour bright , Note well the admonition that I giue , In charitie with all your neighbours liue , For I with malice on my friend did frowne , And Ioue with thunderbolt hath strooke me downe , His very hand , none else hath done the deede , My wounds are inward , for I feele them bleed , Disarme this heauy burden from my backe , Knocke Vintners vp , to saue my life with Sacke .

The Dis-honest borrower . SIr , as you euer haue ( vntill this hower ) Bin my best friend by your assisting power , And done more for me in true action try'd , Then all the friends I haue , haue done beside , So let me once againe on vrgent cause ( Which all my credit into Question drawes ) Obtaine to borrow for a month ten pound , And as I haue tofore , I will rest bound In all the duties of a gratefull heart , Till my Immortall substance hence depart . The money lent , as fawning friend desir'd , Month after month , and yeeres at length expir'd ; The Creditor , weary of such delay , Came to his Debtor , and intreats him pay . Pay , Sir ( quoth he ? ) what mony doe I owe ? What Bond or Bill to proue it , can you show ? This you demand is false , and I deny it , First proue a Debt , and then come lawfull by it . My answere is , I owe you not a shilling , My conscience is , I le ne're pay penny willing .

Old Doting Lust . NEuer perswade me , for I will haue Besse , If I were elder , and her yeeres were lesse , I haue outliu'd the weary lothsome liues Of three old ( good for nothing ) worne-out wiues , And now a yong one I intend to try , For comfort to mine age before I dye . Perswade me not , I will be rul'd by none , Although to fourescore my gray head be growne : I will haue one that shall be yong enough , Preferring tender , before old and tough , Neither passe I though foolish people say , Yonder goes cold December , match'd with May . Looke how his browes are swolne within his Hat , For thus , my friends , I am resolu'd for that . He that weares Horns , and neither knowes , nor thinks it , And he that takes a Fly vnseene and drinkes it , Should neuer with conceit themselues abuse : For what the eye ne're sees , the heart ne're rues : Come good-luck , bad-luck , Cuckolds luck betweene , My fourescore old will marry yong sixteene .

A Fantasticall Knaue . SIrra , come hither , I must send you straight To diuers places , about things of waight , First to my Barber , at his Bason signe , Bid him be heere to morrow about nine : Next to my Taylor , and will him be heere About eleuen , and his Bill I le cleere : My Shoomaker by twelue , haste bid him make About the Russet Bootes that I bespake : Stay , harke , I had forgot , at any hand First to my Laundresse for a yellow Band , And point the Feather-maker not to faile , To plume my head with his best Estridge tayle . Speake to the Sadler : no , let him alone , Hee 'le looke for money , I can spare him none . Step to the Cutler for my fighting blade , And know if that my riding sword be made , Bid him trim vp my walking Rapier neat , My dancing Rapiers pummell is too great ▪ Stay , stay , forbeare , some other time wee le borrow , I must take Physicke , and lye in to morrow , The Doctor , I remember , will come hether , And hee 'le both purge me , and my purse together .

As wise as Iohn of Gotehams Calfe : OR , This fellow brought his Hogges to a faire Market . HVmphrey wou'd vp to London vorty mile , He vow'd to trauell ouer Bridge and Stile , To zee the Zitty , though his Father pray him , And Mother weepe , and Sisters cry to stay him . There 's no perswading Humphrey bide at home , He will to London spite of cocke and 's combe , When parents see nothing preuaile they can , They point Tone Carter for his Seruingman , And stocke their Yongman with good store of crownes , Who taking leaue with all his fellow clownes , Sets forward brauely like the Wandring Knight , And could not take contentment day nor night , Vntill the Citie skirts he ouertooke , Where , as about for harbour he did looke , To drinke a Health backe , for their townes carouse , They cast their Anker at a bawdy-house , The Punkes perceiuing they of prey were sped ▪ Intreated them to sup , and take a bed Which Humphrey tooke most kinde . Oh Tom ( quoth he ) Heere 's Gentlewomen of good breed , I see , A man shall stay at home with Sisse and Ione And all his life haue no such kindnes showne , At euery word w' are Gentlemen , hang gold , Wee le make it good , while fathers bags doe hold : When my purse shrinkes , why , to supply our store , Thou shalt ride downe ( braue Tom ) and fetch vp more . Thus hauing lauish'd there , away they goe : But in short time the matter fell out so , The country Gull , with Punks was so bepay'd , That he must needs seeke out for Surgeons ayde , A burning griefe did ouertake at last , And he must sweat to thinke on what was past , Take vp his Chamber and a while lye in . Oh Pockey griefe to thinke where he had bin ! But Master Mendall did so hold him too 't , That in short time he got him vp on foot , When Humphrey crept no sooner out of doore , But he would raile , reuenge vpon his whore , And to the place of foule confusion went : His Punke came to him with faire complement Demanding what hee 'le giue her ? Giue , quoth he ? Thou damned Whore hast giuen the Pox to me . Quoth she , Thou lyest , and doest abuse me base I will disproue thy speeches to thy face : I giue the Pox ? 'T is false , I ne're gaue any : I sold the Pox , thou bought'st it with thy penny : We made a bargaine , I had thy French gold , And thou my French disease , full bought and sold . Oh ' bomination , Tom , let 's home , I vow , We brought our Hogs to a faire Market now . No longer ( Gentlemen ) we will remaine : Goe thou to Cart , and I 'le to Plow againe . But Tom , sweet Tom , in any case be trusty , Neuer tell Father I haue bin so lusty , Nor tell our country Wenches I beseech , What I haue brought from London in my breech : For if thou doest , I shall be quite vndone , As euer was any poore mothers sonne .

A Marriage Merchant . CAptaine , in lieu of loue I haue a plot , Whereby on both sides money may be got , And thus , the Lady I did marry late , Hath a rich Daughter liues in Widdowes state , To whom her Father gaue a Legacy Of fifteene hundred pound when he did dye , This money to her must my Lady pay , Being executrix : now what d' ee say ? If I betweene my Daught'r in law and you Doe make a match , will you release this due ? Her state is better then a thousand pound , All this will come to you as money found . You shall discharge me paying of this portion , And I 'le gaine you a thousand , by my motion . Quoth Captaine Needy , Sir , with thankes agreed , Pray help your selfe and me by this good deede , This plot betweene vs we will friendly smother , And thus with one good turne , requite another .

Courteous complements betweene a Traueller and the Hangman . A Giddy gallant , that beyond the seas Sought fashions out , his idle pate to please , In trauelling did meete vpon the way , A fellow that was suted richly gay , No lesse then Crimson Veluet did him grace , All garded and re-garded with gold Lace , His Hat was feather'd like a Ladies Fan , Which made the Gallant thinke him some great man , And vayl'd vnto him with a meeke salute , In reuerence of his gilded Veluet sute . Sir ( quoth his man ) your Worship doth not know What you haue done to wrong your credit so : This is the Bewle in Dutch , in English plaine The raskall Hangman , whom all men disdaine , I saw him tother day on castell greene Hang foure as proper men as ere were seene . At this his Master in a raging vaine , Swore he would call his kindnes back againe , And in great haste after the Hangman goes , He and his man , so basting him with blowes , That neuer Hangman was in worser case For a dry beaten , batter'd , fist-swolne face , And then departing , said , Thou Rogue , take that , For wearing clothes made me put off my Hat : Rope-trader , keepe thy selfe to Hempe and cord , And weare not Sutes to counterfet a Lord . Sir ( quoth the Hangman ) doe not so disdaine me : Such swaggerers as you doe thus maintaine me : For I vpon my backe their kindnes beare , And they , about their necks my fauours weare .

The Diuell , and the Vsurer . GOod husband , carefull man , to thriue and liue , Imbrace the gainfull counsell that I giue , Keepe not thy Coine a rusting on thy hand , But put it out , it is thy house and land , Make profit of thine owne , be 't to thy Brother , And make thy hundreds one beget another , Thou shalt haue me and all the Diuels in hell To take thy part , that thou doest wondrous well , Although some conscience Christian , some nice foole , That will haue onely Scripture for his schoole , Doe tell thee that it is a damned thing , To be a Vsurer , and places bring To proue the same . Why , man if that be all , I can my selfe t' alledging Scripture fall , As once in Wildernesse I did inlarge T is written , He shall giue his Angels charge , Thou shalt not dash thy foote against a stone . And so for thee . Tush , let the Diuell alone . For Vsury this Scripture I haue found , Of him that hid his Talent in the ground , And did not put it out to make a gaine , As did his fellowes : here 's a place serues plaine , He was condemned for to let it lye , And no increase of profit come thereby . Thou lend'st thy money vnto one that takes it , And very gainefull in the vse he makes it . He giues gratuitie to thee for lending : You both get wealth , this course deserues commending . And therefore in the Diuels name goe on , It is thy money thou must liue vpon . Name me one handycraft , shew any trade , Will sell his ware , at that same price he payd . Let Vsury be kept in practise than , For it maintaines many an honest man . Innumerable multitudes of Iewes , And countlesse Christians , that the trade doe vse : The sonnes of Mammon , mony-monger slaues , With bribing Scriueners , and with broking Knaues , That if it were not for the soules of such , Lucifers Kingdome would diminish much , That golden Legion are his constant friends , To whom his gracelesse fauours he commends . And one thing more , my sonne , thou maist be bold , The Mony-monger , of all trades will hold : When Merchant , Mercer , and the rest proue weake , My hold-fast Vsurer will neuer breake . Who euer sheare the Hogs , hee 'le sheare the sheepe , And like a Lawyer , is for catch and keepe . They two ( though with the Fox th' are often curst ) Yet still fare well , for neither of them burst .

Vsurer . I Doe imbrace this counsell with my heart , Ten in the hundred , thou and I 'le ne're part ; Bonds , Bils , and words , I 'le trust none of you three . Bring good securitie to deale with me . Plate shall be welcome , with a Bill of sale , Fast binde , fast finde , sure worke can neuer faile ; Or lend good summes , & haue good land bound for it , I 'le not be catcht nor laugh'd at , I abhorre it : Neither trust one , nor yet beleeue the other : I 'le credit pawne , before I 'le credit brother .

A Roaring Boyes Description . AMongst the Monsters of this present Age , That in the world like fiends incarnate rage , Acting such villanies , and horrid crimes , ( Vnknowne to men , in our forefathers times ) The Diuell hath ( amongst his fashions new ) Begotten children of the cursed crue , In whose vngraciousnesse he greatly ioyes , And these by name are call'd his Roring Boyes : Villaines that in all villanies abound , Which in the liues of Reprobates are found ; Their dayes , and nights , are thus consum'd away , To liue in sloth , and eate , and drinke , and play : God's name is neuer in their mouthes , or hearts , Vnlesse by oathes , to teare him out in parts , Blasphemously abusing his dread name , And hating those that doe reproue the same . The choisest , louing , dearest friends they haue , Is Punke and Pander , thiefe and coozening Knaue , Sharke , Shifter , Cheater , Cutpurse , high way-stander , With these , the broad wide way to hell they wander . Your Roring-Boy is come of such a straine , He is a Villaine dyde in brimstone graine , And will hold out while endlesse flames endures , ( Such hardned hearts , delight in sinne procures ) If the to life , his picture you will haue , To know him , by description of a Knaue , Then thus his outside carries all the wealth , Coos'nage can compasse , by frauds secret stealth : And what our neat fantasticks newest hatch , That at the second hand hee 's sure to catch : If it be Feather time , he weares a Feather , A golden Hat-band , or a siluer either , A beastly bushy head of lowsie haire , A Horse-taile locke most nitty he doth weare , Wasted like to some Dwarfe , or coated Ape , As if of Monsters mis-begotten shape He were ingendred , and reiecting Nature , Were new cut out and stitch'd , the Taylors creature : An elbow Cloake , because wide Hose and Garters May be apparent in the lower quarters . The pockey legges , that beare his carrion corse , Are dayly booted , though he backe a horse Twice in a twelue month , or forsweare to ride Vntill a Cart to Tyborne be his guide . Yet still in Russettings he will appeare , Although with Shoomaker he neuer cleere . His Cabage Ruffe of the outragious sise , Starched in colour to beholders eyes : A box of Infidels and Heathens drinke , Compos'd as hell , of fire , smoke and stinke , His whole estate is borrow , coozen , cheate , This is a Roring-Boyes true Picture neate .

How kinde goodwill , did loue requite , Betweene a Cuckold , and a Knight . A Knight of Cupids Court ( with Lust being led ) Got kindely with his neighbours Wife to bed , And by Veneriall sport heated ( I thinke ) Most impudently call'd the Maid for drinke . Which when it came , did proue exceeding small : But thus Sir Tarquin made amends for all : The frugall Cuckold for his humor salt , Out of the Knight got forty seames of Malt. Which had , he said , Sir , least I dye your debter , Pray' come and taste if now my Beere be better . If you mislike , before that we doe spend it , I hope your Worship once againe will mend it .

The boording of the Alehouse Ship , fought so , Till Smug the Smith could neither stand nor goe . THere was a Smug , that delt in Iron mettle , That in a humour to close fight would settle , And boord a Barke laden with Beere and Ale , Till braine forsooke him , and his legs did faile : For resolute one night , ( this iron-trader Enter'd the Hulke , supposing to vnlade her . But she so bang'd him with her Barly shot His legs to beare his body , quite forgot ) And foundring in the durty kennell laid him , Where many passed by , but none that stay'd him : When wallowing with his face , late hote and fierie , He sings no other note , but Ala-mi-re , Yet to his shankes that suffered him to tumble , This angry speech the threatning Smith did grumble , Since you 'le not beare me , legs , let who will mutter , I for this night will lodge you in the gutter .

One good turne requires another . MArget doth know her Mistris is a whore , For she her selfe hath often kept the dore : Megg is a Thiefe , her Mistris can protest , For she hath seene her rob her Masters Chest . But Maid ( sayes Mistris ) my abuses smother , And one good turne ( thou know'st ) requires another . One call'd a Lady whore , ( which was the same , Yet she ( though bad ) stood much vpon good name , Making a vow , vnlesse he did submit , His purse should very soundly pay for it . He to saue charges , in a cunning vaine Did thus recanting , call her whore againe . Madame , I come , submissiue vnto you , And doe confesse I call'd you whore , 'T is true : Which to recant , Sorry in troth am I , Your Ladiship 's no Whore , Madam , I lye .

Vice reproues Wickednes . THere is no sinner in so vilde a kinde , But with some Vices he a fault will finde . The Prodigall , with Couetous man being met , Said to him , Fie , base wretch , thou art in debt Vnto thy belly and thy backe , for both Doe want the vse of meat , and drinke , and cloth : And thou do'st onely pinch , and pine , and spare , To hord vp money , keeping body bare , To cramme thy bags , and fill thy gaping purse , Foole , beast , base-minded , none so vile , none worse . Quoth Couetousnes , Thou spend-thrift of thy state , Whom I detest with a most deadly hate , Thy fleshly carrion all consumes , and spends , ( Besides thine owne ) what thou canst catch of friends . To eate and drinke thy selfe in endlesse Debt , And in the end thou wilt a lodging get In Ludgate , or the Counter , there to lye , Till lothsome life constraine thee wish to dye . Then came a Drunkard , that could scarcely goe , And he vpon a Broker did bestowe Outragious raylings , cursing him to hell , With all that euer he should buy and sell : Vnworthy wretch , to liue in Commonwealth , That dar'st not doe as I doe , drinke a health To all good fellowes , that by Sea and Land Will pledge carouse , as long as legs can stand . Sirra ( quoth Broker ) looke you fetch your pawne , I will vnto no longer day be drawne : You haue had time enough to pay me in , And now I 'le plague thee for thy drunken sinne . Base Knaue , I hate a Drunkard with my heart , Though I ▪ with Vsury will neuer part . It is the trade by which my liuing 's , I 'le vse it still , honest , or honest not . Drunkard , reele on , vntill the Stocks possesse thee , Broker ( quoth Drunkard ) Brandons Halter blesse thee .

Instructions giuen to a Countrey Clowne , To take Tobacco , when he comes to Towne . A Cheater meeting with a simple Clowne , Would giue him Wine , because he knew the town , Where goodman Boore his countryman did dwell , And all his neighbours he knew passing well : Entring the Tauerne , and the wine bespoke , Quoth Cheater , Bring me here a Pipe of smoke To purge my Rhume , by spetting to forsake it . Gentleman ( quoth the Clowne ) would I could take it ▪ Sayes he , I 'le teach thee , ( doe obserue me heere ) To take Tobacco like a Caualeere . Thus draw the vapor thorow your nose , and say , Puffe , it is gone , fuming the smoke away . The Gull , that would be a Tobaconist : Had cup , or pipe , continuall in his fist , Vntill with puffe , 't is gone , his sences shrunke , And he was got by practice , Claret drunke . The Cheater tooke his time , and did pretend To goe fast by , and call a speciall friend To drinke with them , and so conuayes the Cup , And lets him sit , who takes his pipefull vp , And smokes it off , with puffe 't is gone . Oh braue , The very whiffe , most dainty now I haue . At length the Drawer look'd into the roome , And said , My friend , where is the Cup become ? He with his Pipe , the old tune playes vpon , Oh braue Tobacco , gallant , Puffe , 't is gone . Gone , quoth the Vintner ? by my faith and 't be , You are the man , is like to answere me . Where is the friend was with you euen now ? Wee 'le haue our Cup before you goe , I vow . He noses it , and holds the Pipe to t'other , And sayes , Hey , puffe , 't is gone most brauely , Brother . Is' t gone , quoth he ? then friend , thus much I 'le say , You haue the reck'ning , and a Cup to pay : Your puffe 't is gone , is like to cost your purse , The reckning 's something , but the Goblet's worse . When all 's discharg'd , that doth as yet remaine , Then welcome puffe , our Cup is come againe .

Such Oast , such ghest , the Prouerbe sayes , Ill Seruants chuse bad Masters wayes . A Master that delight in lyes did take , Did keepe a man , would sooth vp all he spake , Who being one time with Gentlemen of worth At dinner set , this lye he vented forth : It was my hap of late to make a shoote , And strike a Deere quite thorow eare and foote . This may seeme strange , vnto all you that heare it , But aske my man , he saw it , and will sweare it . Quoth they , This is incredible : and we Intreat some reason , how the same could be . Why , quoth his Man , euen as the Deere did lye , My Master tooke his ayme , and letting flye , The Deere with hinder foote did scratch an eare , And he shot thorow both at once , I 'le sweare . Indeed ( quoth they ) thou do'st some reason show , There 's possibilitie it may be so , And laughing past it merrily away , At last his man in secret thus did say , Sir , I intreat , that if your Worship please , To let your friends haue any more of these , That are so grose they lye vpon your hand , And I vnto the proofe of them must stand , To giue your Tales more scope into the weather , For I could hardly bring this lye together : The distance 'twixt the Foote and Eare was such , That I had much adoe to make them tuch . Therefore in selling bargaines to your buyers , Take heed we be not ( as we are ) found lyers .

Epigram . A Scholler riding on the way alone , Fearelesse of Coine , ( for money he had none , ) Was set vpon by two , that did command With Theeues authoritie , Deliuer , Stand , For Stand ( quoth he ) my masters that I 'le doe , But t' other word , I cannot yeeld vnto , Which is Deliuer : Pray you giue me leaue Before I doe Deliuer , to Receiue . But yet I will deliuer , and vnfold Aduice , that shall be better worth then gold : Deliuer not your soule to Satan thus , Remember Christ , that hath redeemed vs . Deliuer not your members slaues ro sinne , That Newgate so doe entertaine you in . Deliuer not your selues vnto the Barr , To be condemned ( as you know theeues arr. ) Deliuer not your Necks vnto the Halter , But from false Knaues , to honest true men alter . Scholler ( quoth they ) for this we are in debt , We will leaue theeuing , but we cannot yet . We are sworne Brothers for a yeere in troth , If the Rogue Hangman , doe not breake our oath .

Epigram . MAdam , you ouercharge me with expence , Which to my purse , I finde a great offence , This catching fashions at the first rebound , I am afraid , will runne your Knight a ground : We are in Mercers bookes , and Taylors Bils , And there remaine ( God knowes ) against their wils , No helping tricke , that I to minde can call , But make new debts , to pay old scores withall . Sir Barren Braine ( quoth Madam , to her Knight ) What tell you me of charge ? take I delight , To haue account how you do runne in Debt ? My care is how to spend ; care you to get . I doe protest , I will not forth of dore , Vntill our Coach haue got two Horses more . Ride but with two ? why , what sayes vulgar speeches ? 'T is very basely done , You wrong your Breeches . And therefore , Sir , Harke priuate in your eare , Giue me content , or I 'le doe that , I sweare .

Epigram . WHat was the cause we two fell out last night ? Let 's know some reason for it ere we fight , Though thou regard'st not thy flesh , nor I mine , Yet let 's not be insenc'd by drunken wine . Speake , prethee speake , who gaue the first distaste ? Wert thou by me , or I by thee disgrac't ? Marry ( quoth t'other ) as I take it , thus : There was a Health refus'd by one of vs , I know not which : but who did stab the chaire Euen in contempt of her that last sate there ? Which of vs first on Mistris Luce did rayle ? Who put the salt into the bottle Ale ? And thrust the Candle in the quart of Sack ? Who call'd Tom Roring-Boy behinde his back ? And broke Snels Pipes , in spite against the wall ? This I remember very perfect all ▪ But cannot tell which of vs swagger'd so , And therefore let this scuruy quarrell goe . Rapier , and Ponyard , shall not haue the day : Rabbet , and Pullet , they shall end the fray .