Scene 22.
Daughter, let me tell you, you have brought your Hogs to a fair Market.
That is better, than to keep them in a foul stye, Mother.
You cannot speak without crossing.
Nor readily crosse without speaking.
I am sure, your bitter discourses, and crosse answers, hath caused the Lady, namely, the Lady Hercules, to send a rayling message, by a Messen∣ger, to declare her anger for your abusive discourses against her.
I never mentioned her in my discourse, in my life.
But you speak against big, and tall women.
I gave but my opinion of the size, and Sex, not of any particular, and I may speak freely, my opinion of the generalities.
You may chance, by your opinion of the generalities, to be gene∣rally talk'd of.
VVhy, then I shall live in discourse, although discourse were dead in me, and who had not rather live, although an ill life, than dye?
But you might live so, as to gain every bodyes good opinion, if you would palliate your humour, and sweeten your discourse, and endeavour to please in conversation.