Ste. Be you quiet, monster.—Mistress line, is
not this my jerkin? Now is the jerkin under the
line: now, jerkin, you are like to lose your hair
and prove a bald jerkin. 240
Trin. Do, do: we steal by line and level,
an 't like your grace.
Ste. I thank thee for that jest; here's a gar-
ment for 't: wit shall not go unrewarded while I
am king of this country: 'Steal by line and
level,' is an excellent pass of pate; there's an-
other garment for 't. 247
Trin. Monster, come, put some lime upon
your fingers, and away with the rest.
Cal. I will have none on 't: we shall lose our time,
And all be turn'd to barnacles, or to apes
With foreheads villainous low. 252
Ste. Monster, lay-to your fingers: help to bear
this away where my hogshead of wine is, or I'll
turn you out of my kingdom. Go to; carry this.
Trin. And this. 256
Ste. Ay, and this.
Pro. Hey, Mountain, hey!
Ari. Silver! there it goes, Silver!
Pro. Fury, Fury! there, Tyrant, there! hark, hark! 260
[Cal., Ste., and Trin. are driven out.]
Go, charge my goblins that they grind their joints
With dry convulsions; shorten up their sinews
With aged cramps, and more pinch-spotted make them
238 jerkin, etc.; cf. n.
246 pass of pate: sally of wit
248 lime: bird-lime
251 barnacles; cf. n.
