[108] These words have reference, perhaps, to Middleton and Rowley's curious old comedy of manners, "A Faire Quarrel," 1617 and 1622. The second edition contains "new additions of Mr Chaugh, and Trimtram's _roaring_." These two persons, empty pretenders to courage, set up a sort of academy for instruction in the art and mystery of _roaring_ or bullying, and much of the piece is written in ridicule of it and its riotous professors. Whorebang calls these playmakers _observers_, as if suspecting that Welltried and Feesimple came among them for the purpose of making notes for a play. In Webster and Rowley's "Cure for a Cuckold," 1661, act iv. sc. 1, there is another allusion to the "Faire Quarrel," where Compass uses the words _Tweak_ and _Bronstrops_, adding, "I learnt that name in a play." Chaugh and Trimtram, in the "Faire Quarrel," undertake also to give lessons in the _cant_ and _slang_ of the time. In other respects, excepting as a picture of the manners of the day, that play possesses little to recommend it. [109] In both the old copies this remark is erroneously given to Tearchaps. [110] _Patch_ and _fool_ are synonymous in old writers. Feesimple alludes also to the patch on the face of Tearchaps. [111] That is, his soul _lies in pawn_ for employing the oath. [112] [The hero of an early heroic ballad so called. See Hazlitt, in _v_.] ACT IV., SCENE 1. _Enter_ WIDOW _undressed, a sword in her hand; and_ BOLD _in his shirt, as started from bed_. WID. Uncivil man! if I should take thy life, It were not to be weigh'd with thy attempt. Thou hast for ever lost me. BOLD. Madam, why? Can love beget loss? Do I covet you Unlawfully? Am I an unfit man To make a husband of? Send for a priest; First consummate the match, and then to bed Without more trouble. WID. No, I will not do't. BOLD. Why, you confess'd to me (as your gentlewoman)[113] I was the man your heart did most affect; That you did doat upon my mind and body. WID. So, by the sacred and inviolate knot Of marriage, I do; but will not wed thee. BOLD. Why, yet enjoy me now. Consider, lady, That little but bless'd time I was in bed, Although I lay as by my sister's side, The world is apt to censure otherwise: So, 'tis necessity that we marry now.