Touch. Stand you both forth now. Stroke your chins, and swear by your beards that I am a knave. Cel. By our beards (if we had them) thou art. Touch. By my knavery (if I had it) then I were. But if you swear by that that is not, you are not forsworn. No more was this knight, swearing by his honor, for he never had any; or if he had, he had sworn it away before ever he saw those pancakes or that mustard.
