Fool

Why, for taking one’s part that’s out of favour:

nay, an thou canst not smile as the wind sits,

thou’lt catch cold shortly: there, take my coxcomb:

why, this fellow has banished two on’s daughters,

and did the third a blessing against his will; if

thou follow him, thou must needs wear my coxcomb.

How now, nuncle! Would I had two coxcombs and two daughters!