Accut.  Ile answer it, mine Host.  Pardon, greate Caesar: 
The intent was merriment, the reason this: 
A true brow bends to see good things a misse,
Men turned to beasts, and such are you mine Host;
Ile show you else, you are a Goate, look here! 
Now come you, this is your’s, you know it, doe you not? 
How old are you? are you not a Goate now? 
Shall I teach you how to use a wife and keepe her
In the rank of goodnes? linke her to thy soule,
Devide not individium, be her and she thee,
Keepe her from the Serpent, let her not Gad
To everie Gossips congregation;
For there is blushing modestie laide out
And a free rayne to sensual turpitude
Given out at length and lybidinous acts,
Free chat, each giving counsell and sensure
Capream maritum facere, such art thou Goate. 
Be not so secure.  And you, my grand Cornutus,
Thou Ram, thou seest thy shame, a pent-house
To thy eye-browes, doost not glorie in it, doost? 
Thou’lt lye in a Trucklebed, at thy wives bed feete,
And let her goe a Gossiping while thou sweepest the kitchin. 
Look, she shall witnesse[325] against thee.

Corn.  My wife there?  I must be gone then.

Acut.  Oh fye, betray not thy self so grossely.

Cor.  I pray ye pardon me.

Accut.  I dare not.

Cor.  I sir, but afterward may come after claps.  I know the world well enough.

Accut.  Mischiefe of the Devill, be man, not all beast, do not lye,——­both sheetes doe not.

Cit. w.  I warrant this fellow has as many eies as a Lamprey, hee could never see so farre into the world else.

Accu.  And thou pure asse, meere asse, thy eares become thee well, yfaith.

Scil.  I think you merit to make a Musition of me, you furnish me with a good eare.

Accut.  Thou deservdst it, thou’t make thy self a Cucckold, be it but for company sake; thou hast long eares, and thinkest them hornes, thy onceites cuckolds thee, thou art jealious if thou seest thy wives ——­ with another mans palme.  And foole, thy state in that sense is the best; thou art claspt with simplicitie, (a great badge of honestie,) for the poore foole has pawnd her cloathes to redeeme thy unthriftines; be jealious no more unlesse thou weare thine eares still, for all shall be well, and you shall have your puppie againe.

Get.  Shall I? by my troth, I shall be beholding to you then.

Acu.  Now to ye all, be firmaments to stars,
Be stars to Firmaments, and, as you are
Splendent, so be fixed, not wandering, nor
Irregular, both keeping course together. 
Shine not in pride and gorgeous attire,
When clouds doe faile the pole where thou art fixt. 
Obey, cherish, honor, be kinde enough,
But let them weare no changeable stuffe;
Keepe them, as shall become your state,
Comely, and to creepe ere they goe. 
Let them partake your joyes and weep with you,
Curle not the snarles that dwell upon these browes. 
In all things be you kinde:  of all enough,
But let them weare no changeable stuffe.