Pist.
Let vultures gripe thy guts; 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 ^{d note}disclose 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 ^{e note}jealousies, for this revolt of mine is dangerous: that is my true humour.

Pist.

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

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