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Page 158
... Lay a more noble thought upon mine honour 180 Than for to think that I would sink it here . King . Sir , for my thoughts , you have them ill to friend Till your deeds gain them : fairer prove your honour Than in my thought it lies .
... Lay a more noble thought upon mine honour 180 Than for to think that I would sink it here . King . Sir , for my thoughts , you have them ill to friend Till your deeds gain them : fairer prove your honour Than in my thought it lies .
Page 171
50 and but that he hath the gift of a coward to allay the gust * he hath in quarrelling , ' tis thought among the prudent he would quickly have the gift of a grave . * Taste . Sir To . By this hand , they are scoundrels and substractors ...
50 and but that he hath the gift of a coward to allay the gust * he hath in quarrelling , ' tis thought among the prudent he would quickly have the gift of a grave . * Taste . Sir To . By this hand , they are scoundrels and substractors ...
Page 172
Now , sir , ' thought is free : I pray you , bring your hand to the buttery - bar and let it drink . Sir And . Wherefore , sweet - heart ? what's your metaphor ? Mar. It's dry , sir . Sir And . Why , I think so : I am not such an ass ...
Now , sir , ' thought is free : I pray you , bring your hand to the buttery - bar and let it drink . Sir And . Wherefore , sweet - heart ? what's your metaphor ? Mar. It's dry , sir . Sir And . Why , I think so : I am not such an ass ...
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