Hereby may you perceive your dreams to be in every jot conform and agreeable to the Virgilian lots.

A cuckold you will be, beaten and robbed.

Then cried out Father John with a loud voice, He tells the truth; upon my conscience, thou wilt be a cuckold--an honest one, I warrant thee.

O the brave horns that will be borne by thee! Ha, ha, ha! Our good Master de Cornibus.

God save thee, and shield thee! Wilt thou be pleased to preach but two words of a sermon to us, and I will go through the parish church to gather up alms for the poor.
You are, quoth Panurge, very far mistaken in your interpretation; for the matter is quite contrary to your sense thereof.