_Laf._ I did think thee, for two ordinaries, to be a pretty wise fellow; thou didst make tolerable vent of thy travel; it might pass: yet the scarfs and the bannerets about thee 200 did manifoldly dissuade me from believing thee a vessel of too great a burthen. I have now found thee; when I lose thee again, I care not: yet art thou good for nothing but taking up; and that thou'rt scarce worth. _Par._ Hadst thou not the privilege of antiquity upon 205 thee,-- _Laf._ Do not plunge thyself too far in anger, lest thou hasten thy trial; which if--Lord have mercy on thee for a hen! So, my good window of lattice, fare thee well: thy casement I need not open, for I look through thee. 210 Give me thy hand. _Par._ My lord, you give me most egregious indignity. _Laf._ Ay, with all my heart; and thou art worthy of it. _Par._ I have not, my lord, deserved it. _Laf._ Yes, good faith, every dram of it; and I will not 215 bate thee a scruple. _Par._ Well, I shall be wiser. _Laf._ Ev'n as soon as thou canst, for thou hast to pull at a smack o' the contrary. If ever thou be'st bound in thy scarf and beaten, thou shalt find what it is to be proud of 220 thy bondage. I have a desire to hold my acquaintance with thee, or rather my knowledge, that I may say in the default, he is a man I know. _Par._ My lord, you do me most insupportable vexation. _Laf._ I would it were hell-pains for thy sake, and my 225 poor doing eternal: for doing I am past; as I will by thee, in what motion age will give me leave. [_Exit._ _Par._ Well, thou hast a son shall take this disgrace off me; scurvy, old, filthy, scurvy lord! Well, I must be patient; there is no fettering of authority. I'll beat him, by 230 my life, if I can meet him with any convenience, an he were double and double a lord. I'll have no more pity of his age than I would have of--I'll beat him, an if I could but meet him again. _Re-enter_ LAFEU. _Laf._ Sirrah, your lord and master's married; there's 235 news for you: you have a new mistress. _Par._ I most unfeignedly beseech your lordship to make some reservation of your wrongs: he is my good lord: whom I serve above is my master. _Laf._ Who? God? 240 _Par._ Ay, sir. _Laf._ The devil it is that's thy master. Why dost thou garter up thy arms o' this fashion? dost make hose of thy sleeves? do other servants so? Thou wert best set thy lower part where thy nose stands. By mine honour, if I were but 245 two hours younger, I'd beat thee: methinks't, thou art a general offence, and every man should beat thee: I think thou wast created for men to breathe themselves upon thee.