have none of me?
STRUMBO.
No, by my troth, mistress nicebice. How fine you can nickname me. I
think you were brought up in the university of bridewell; you have your
rhetoric so ready at your tongue’s end, as if you were never well
warned when your were young.
MARGERY.
Why then, goodman cods-head, if you will have none of me, farewell.
STRUMBO.
If you be so plain, mistress drigle dragle, fare you well.
MARGERY.
Nay, master Strumbo, ere you go from hence, we must have more words.
You will have none of me?
They both fight.STRUMBO.
Oh my head, my head! leave, leave, leave! I will, I will,
I will!
MARGERY.
Upon that condition I let thee alone.
OLIVER.
How now, master Strumbo? hath my daughter taught you a new lesson?
STRUMBO.
Aye, but hear you, goodman Oliver; it will not be for my ease to have
my head broken every day; therefore remedy this and we shall agree.
OLIVER.
Well, zon, well—for you are my zon now—all shall be remedied. Daughter,
be friends with him.
STRUMBO.
You are a sweet nut! The devil crack you. Masters, I think it be my
luck; my first wife was a loving quiet wench, but this, I think, would
weary the devil. I would she might be burnt as my other wife was. If
not, I must run to the halter for help. O codpiece, thou hast done thy
master! this it is to be meddling with warm plackets.
SCENE IV. The camp of LocrineEnter Locrine, Camber, Corineus, Thrasimachus, Assarachus.
LOCRINE.
Now am I guarded with an host of men,
Whose haughty courage is invincible:
Now am I hemmed with troops of soldiers,
Such as might force Bellona to retire,
And make her tremble at their puissance:
Now sit I like the mighty god of war,

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