I pray thee, understand a plain man in his plain meaning.

Methink'st thou art a general offence and every man should beat thee.

Were I like thee, I'd throw away myself.

Get thee to a nunnery.

I will beat thee into handsomeness

O good old man, how well in thee appears The constant service of the antique world, When service sweat for duty, not for meed! Thou art not for the fashion of these times, When none will sweat but for promotion