First Lord. ^note

Sir, I would advise you to shift a shirt; the violence of action hath made you reek as a sacrifice: where air comes out, air comes in: there's none abroad so wholesome as that you vent.

Clo.

If my shirt were bloody, then to shift it. ^note Have I hurt him? ^note

Sec. Lord. ^note [Aside ^note]

No, faith; not so much as his patience.

First Lord. ^note

Hurt him! his body's a passable carcass, if he be not hurt: it is a throughfare ^note for steel, if it be not hurt.

Sec. Lord. ^note [Aside ^note]

His steel was in debt; it went o' the backside the town.

Clo.

The villain would not stand me.

Sec. Lord. ^note [Aside ^note]

No; but he fled forward still, toward your face.

First Lord. ^note

Stand you! You have land enough of your own: but he added to your having; gave you some ground. ^{note note}

Sec. Lord. ^note [Aside ^note]

As many inches as you have oceans. Puppies! ^note

Clo.

I would they had not come between us.

Sec. Lord. ^note [Aside ^note]

So would I, till you had measured how long a fool you were upon the ground.

Clo.

And that she should love this fellow, and refuse me!

Sec. Lord. ^note [Aside ^note]

If it be a sin to make a true election, she is ^note damn'd.

First Lord. ^note

Sir, as I told you always, her beauty and her brain ^note go not together: she's a good sign ^note, but I have seen small reflection of her wit.

Sec. Lord. ^note [Aside ^note]

She shines not upon fools, lest the reflection should hurt her. ^note

Clo.

Come, I'll to my chamber. Would there had been some hurt done!

Sec. Lord. ^note [Aside ^note]

I wish not so; unless it had been the fall of an ass, which is no great hurt.

Clo.

You'll go with us?

First Lord. ^{note note}

I'll attend your lordship.

Clo.

Nay, come, let's go together.

Sec. Lord. ^{note note}

Well, my lord.