FRIAR.
Leave thy railing and babbling of friars, Or, by Jis, I'sh lug thee by the sweet ears![176]
PARDONER.
By God, I would thou durst presume to it!--
FRIAR.
By God, a little thing might make me to do it--
PARDONER.
And I shrew thy heart, and thou spare--
FRIAR.
By God, I will not miss thee much, thou slouch; And if thou play me such another touch, I'sh knock thee on the costard, I would thou it knew--
PARDONER.
"Marry that I would see, quod blind Hew." [177]
FRIAR.
Well, I will begin, and then let me see, Whether thou darest again interrupt me, And what thou would once to it say--
PARDONER.
Begin and prove, whether I will, yea or nay--
FRIAR.
And to go forth, whereas I left right now--
PARDONER.
Because some percase will think amiss of me--
FRIAR.
Our Lord in the gospel showeth the way how--
PARDONER.
Ye shall now hear the Pope's authority.
FRIAR.
By Gog's soul, knave, I suffer thee no lenger--
PARDONER.
I say some good body lend me his hanger, And I shall him teach by God Almighty, How he shall another time learn for to fight!
I shall make that bald crown of his to look red; I shall leave him but one ear on his head!
FRIAR.
But I shall leave thee never an ear, ere I go:
PARDONER.
Yea, whoreson friar, wilt thou soe--
[_Then they fight_.
FRIAR.
Loose thy hands away from mine ears--
PARDONER.
Then take thou thy hands away from my hairs; Nay, abide, thou whoreson, I am not down yet; I trust first to lay thee at my feet.
FRIAR.
Yea, whoreson, wilt thou scrat and bite?