Iust. youth, that are written downe old, with all the Charrac
Iust. ters of age? Haue you not a moist eye? a dry hand? a yel
Iust. low cheeke? a white beard? a decreasing leg? an incresing
Iust. belly? Is not your voice broken? your winde short? your
Iust. wit single? and euery part about you blasted with Anti
Iust.
quity? and wil you cal your selfe yong? Fy, fy, fy sir Iohn.
Fal. thing a round belly. For my voice, I haue lost it with hal
Fal. farther, I will not: the truth is, I am onely olde in iudge
Fal. ment and understanding: and he that will caper with mee
Fal. for a thousand Markes, let him lend me the mony, & haue
Fal. at him. For the boxe of th'eare that the Prince gaue you,
Fal. he gaue it like a rude Prince, and you tooke it like a sensi
Fal. ble Lord. I haue checkt him for it, and the yong Lion re