ABSTRACT
MOSCA Your advocate will turn stark dull upon it. VOLPONE It will take off his oratory's edge. MOSCA But your clarissimo, old round-back, he
Will crump you like a hog-louse with the touch. VOLPONE And what Corvino? MOSCA 0, sir, look for him
Tomorrow morning with a rope and a dagger To visit all the streets. He must run mad. My lady too that came into the court To bear false witness for your worship-
VOLPONE Yes, And kissed me 'fore the fathers when my face Flowed all with oils.
