Acut.  And all, I dare sweare, whome ile revive againe.

Cittie wife.  Well he was a propper man, yfaith.

Hostis.  I, and had good skill in prick-song, yet he had a fault in his humor, as none are without (but Puritans,); he would swear like an Elephant, and stamp and stare, (God blesse us,) like a play-house book-keeper when the actors misse their entrance.

Scil.  Nay, harke ye, sir, I can brooke much injurie but not that; meddle with me but not with my trade; shee is mine owne, shee’s meus, tuus, suus, no man’s else, I assure ye, we are sure[301] together.

Grac.  Sure ye are together, sir, but is your wife your trade?  You meane to live upon your wife then.

Acut.  The foole has some wit,[302] though his money bee gone.

Grac.  Sir, I hope ye are not offended, I assure ye I would be loath to offend the least haire of your caput, sissiput, or occiput.

Scil. Occiput? what meane you by occiput?

Grac.  The former part of your head.

Scil.  The former part of your head! why I hope I have not an occiput, in the former part of my head.  Signior Servulus, what meanes he by it?

Serv.  The signification of the word only amounts to this, the former part of your head.

Accut.  The foole is jealious, prethee feede it.

Scil.  S’lid, I cannot be so sussified; I pray you, Segnior, what meanes he by occiput?

Grac.  No hurt, verily, onely the word signifies, and the reason is, saith Varro, being a great deriver from originals, it is called occiput for that the former part of the head looks likest the Oxe.

Scil.  Likest the Oxe, by gad, if ere I come to talke with that Varro, ile make him show a better reason for it.

Grac.  But, howsoever, it proceeded from me all in kindenes.

Scil.  Sir, I accept it so, for I tell ye I am of a mollifying nature.  I can strut and againe in kindnesse I can suffer a man to breake my head, and put it up without anger.

Accut.  I claime that priviledge, sir, I thinke I offended you once that way.

Scil.  I love ye then for it sir, yet I cannot remember that ever a Tapster broke my head, yet I call to minde I have broke many Tapsters heads.

Accut.  Not as a Tapster, for I but borrow this habyt.

Scil.  The fruit is knowne by the tree, by gad, I knewe by your aporn[303] ye were a gentlemen, but speciallye by your flat[304] cap.

Serv.  I call to memorie, let us unite with kinde imbrace.

Cittie wife.  Now well fare your harts; by my truth, tis joy to a woman to see men kinde; faith you courtiers are mad fellowes, you care not in your humors to stab man or woman that standes in your way, but in the end your kindenes appeares.