"CARDINAL: What, art thou lame? SIMPCOX: Ay, God Almighty help me! SUFFOLK: How cam’st thou so? SIMPCOX: A fall off of a tree. WIFE: A plum-tree, master. GLOUCESTER: How long hast thou been blind? SIMPCOX: O, born so, master. GLOUCESTER: What, and wouldst climb a tree? SIMPCOX: But that in all my life, when I was a youth. WIFE: Too true; and bought his climbing very dear. GLOUCESTER: Mass, thou lov’dst plums well, that wouldst venture so. SIMPCOX: Alas, good master, my wife desired some damsons, And made me climb, with danger of my life."