_Where is the knave that so did rave? O, that we could him find, We would him make for fear to quake, That lout of lobbish kind. My name is Lust, and let him trust That I will have redress; For thou and I will make him fly, Mine old friend Sturdiness._ LUST. Where is now that valiant Hercules? For all his brags, he is now run away. STURD. (_braggingly._) By the guts of Goliah, it is best for his ease, For he was like for the pottage to pay. INC. Cock's soul! what bragging knaves have we here? Come ye to convince the mightiest conqueror? It was I, that before you now doth appear, Which brought to confusion both Hector and Alexander: Look on this leg, ye prating slaves, I remember since it was no greater than a tree; At that time I had a couple of knaves, Much like unto you, that waited on me. LUST. Cock's precious soul, let us conquer the knave. STURD. By his flesh and sides, a good courage I have; Stand you, therefore, a little aside, And ye shall see me quickly abate the fool's pride. [_Draw out the sword; make him put it up; and then strike him. Look in your spectacles._ INC. Nay, I dare not, I, if thou lookest so big; What, should such a boar fight with a pig! Put up thy sword, man, we will agree; So, lo! do so much as bear that for me. STURD. Nay, by his heart then, I will you dress. INC. Be good in thine office, gentle friend Sturdiness; For though thou and I do seem to contend, Yet we are, and must be, friends till the end. STURD. Come, give me thy hand, I beshrew thy heart. INC. Nay, you must take all things in good part; Who standeth yonder? Captain Lust? STURD. Yea, marry. INC. No remedy then, to him go I must. You have forgot, I dare say, your old friend Inclination; But let us renew acquaintance again, for Cock's passion! LUST. Why, man, our acquaintance hath been of old; I am yours at commandment, therefore be bold; For Lust can do nothing without Inclination, Chiefly in matters concerning a pleasant vocation. INC. Indeed Lust may be taken for a thing indifferent, Except Inclination be joined thereunto; But when that I once have revealed my intent, As I will men to work, so commonly they do. LUST. Ye have heard of the combat between me and Just? INC. Yea, marry, I heard say that you lay in the dust. LUST. What say ye? INC. Neither one word nor other, ye may me trust. LUST. Of mine honesty, my company he utterly refused, And in wrestling with me he gave me the foil, Saying that I had myself and other abused, Leading men in perplexity and marvellous toil. STURD. By Gog's wounds, if we had found him here, We should, by his flesh, have abated his cheer.