PED. What hath he in his boxe, as thou thinkst?

HANG. Faith, I cannot tell, nor I care not greatly.
Me thinks you should rather hearken to your soules health.

PED. Why, sirra hangman, I take it that that is good for
the body is likewise good for the soule: and it may be in
that box is balme for both.

HANG. Wel, thou art euen the meriest peece of mans
flesh that ere gronde at my office-doore.

PED. Is your roaguery become an office, with a knaues
name?

HANG. I, and that shall all they witnes that see you seale
it with a theeues name.

PED. I prithee, request this good company to pray [for]
me.

HANG. I, mary, sir, this is a good motion! My maisters,
you see heers a good fellow.

PED. Nay, nay, now I remember me, let them alone till
some other time; for now I haue no great need.

HIERO. I haue not seen a wretch so impudent.
O monstrous times where murders are so light,