1072911Glo. I serue you Madam, your Graces are right welcome.

1076913Steward. Good euen to thee friend, art of the house?

1077914Kent. I.

1078915Steward. Where may we set our horses?

1079916Kent. In the mire.

1080917Stew. Prethee if thou loue me, tell me.

1081918Kent. I loue thee not.

1082919Stew. Why then I care not for thee.

1083920Kent. If I had thee in Lipsbury pinfold, I would make thee care

1084921 for me.

1085922Stew. Why dost thou vse me thus? I know thee not.

1086923Kent. Fellow I know thee.

1087924Stew. What dost thou know me for?

1088925Kent. A knaue, a rascall, an eater of broken meates, a base,

1089926proud, shallow, beggerly, three shewted hundred pound, filthy

1090927worsted stocken knaue, a lilly liuer'd action taking knaue, a

1091928whoreson glasse-gazing superfinicall rogue, one trunke inheri-

1092929ting slaue, one that would'st be baud in way of good seruice, &

1093930art nothing but the composition of a knaue, begger, coward,

1095931pander, and the sonne and heire of a mungrell bitch, whom I will

1096932beate into clamorous whining, if thou deny the least sillable of

1097933the addition.

1098934Stew. What a monstrous fellow art thon, thus to raile on one

1099935that's neither knowne of thee, nor knowes thee.

1101936Kent. What a brazen fac'st varlet art thou, to deny thou know-

1102937est me, is it two daies agoe since I beate thee, and tript vp thy

1103938heeles before the King? draw you rogue, for though it be night

1105939the Moon shines, ile make a sop of the Moone-shine a'you, draw

940you whoreson cullyonly barber-munger, draw.

1107941Stew. Away, I haue nothing to do with thee.

1108942Kent. Draw you rascall, you bring Letters against the King, &

1109943take Vanity the puppets part, against the royalty of her father,

1110944draw you rogue, or ile so carbonado your shankes, draw you ras-

1111945call, come your wayes.

1112946Stew. Helpe, ho, murther, helpe.