Swashing

Weele haue a ſwaſhing and marſhall outſide, / As manie other manniſh cowards haue, / That doe outface it with their ſemblances.

Draw [your swords] if you be men, Gregorie, remember thy [ſ]waſhing blowe.

And with this ſwaſhing blow, do you ſwear Prince; / I could hulk your Grace, and hang you up croſs-legg'd, / Like a Hare at a Poulters, and do this with this wiper.