Pist.
Let vultures gripe thy guts;^{1 note}
for gourd, and Fullam holds:
And high and low beguiles the rich and poor.
Tester I'll have in pouch, when thou shalt lack,
Base Phrygian Turk!

Nym.

I have operations in my head, which be humours of revenge.

Pist.
Wilt thou revenge?

Nym.
By welkin, and her star.

Pist.
With wit, or steel?

Nym.
With both the humours, I:
I will discuss the humour of this love to Ford.

Pist.
  And I to Page shall eke unfold,
  How Falstaff, varlet vile,
His dove will prove, his gold will hold,
  And his soft couch defile.

Nym.

My humour shall not cool; I will incense Ford to deal with poison; I will possess him with yellowness; for the Revolt of Mien^{2 note} is dangerous: that is my true humour.

Pist.

Thou art the Mars of male-contents: I second thee; troop on.