[18] "I have a notion," says Nares in his _Glossary_, "of having seen a _London licket_ somewhere else, but cannot recall the place." I regret to say that I am in the same difficulty. Possibly we were both thinking of _London lickpenny_.--"Licket" may be another form of "tippet." [19] Red. [20] Facing, trimmings. [21] A sort of coarse cloth. [22] Cf. Middleton, i. 65.--Dekker, in the _Bachelors Banquet_ (1603), describing "The humour of a woman lying in child-bed," says:--"She must have _cherries_, though for a pound he pay ten shillings, or green peacods at four nobles a peck." [23] Durance was the name of a sort of strong buff-coloured stuff. [24] Old ed. "shoute." I have not been able to discover the song (if discoverable it is) from which Gertrude is quoting; there is something similar in one of the _Roxburghe Ballads_ (vol. ii. p. 207) entitled "Have at a venture," but the passage is hardly quotable. [25] It was a horse (or an ass) and an ox that Ulysses yoked together, according to the ordinary account. See Hyginus _Fab._ xcv., and the notes of the commentators thereon. [26] The Scotch farthingale is mentioned in Dekker and Webster's _Westward Ho_, i. 1. [27] A game in which a large inflated ball of leather was driven to and fro by a flat piece of wood attached to the arm. [28] This affected pronunciation of the word _citizens_ occurs frequently in Middleton's _Blurt, Master Constable_. [29] "'Tis an ordinary thing," says Burton (_Anat. of Mel._, ed. 1660, p. 476), "to put a thousand oaks and an hundred oxen into a suit of apparel, to _wear a whole manor on his back_." Cf. _Henry VIII._, i. 1, 30-35, &c. [30] "Well parted" = of good abilities. The expression is Jonsonian. Macilente in "The Character of the Persons" prefixed to _Every Man out of his Humour_ is described as "A man _well parted_, a sufficient scholar," &c. ACT II. SCENE I. _Goldsmiths' Row._ TOUCHSTONE, QUICKSILVER, GOLDING, _and_ MILDRED, _sitting on either side of the stall_. _To._ Quicksilver, Master Francis Quicksilver, Master Quicksilver! _Enter_ QUICKSILVER. _Qu._ Here, sir (ump). _To._ So, sir; nothing but flat Master Quicksilver (without any familiar addition) will fetch you; will you truss my points, sir? _Qu._ Ay, forsooth (ump). _To._ How now, sir? the drunken hiccup so soon this morning? _Qu._ 'Tis but the coldness of my stomach, forsooth. 10