Campanadas a medianoche
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The very straightest plant.
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Whilst I, by looking on the
praise of him, see riot and...

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...dishonour stain the brow of
my young Harry.

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O that it could be prove'd that
some night-tripping fairy had...

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...exchang'd in craddle-clothes
our children, where they lay...

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...then I would have his Harry,
and he mine.

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- Where is the Prince of Wales?
- We know not, my lord.

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Pray God they find him soom!
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Ask in London, search the inns...
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...they say he visits the
taverns...

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...with shady characters...
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...who hidest in alleys to
attack some...

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...wardens, they pick-pocket
our subjects.

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My son, who is an
affeminate fool...

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...wantest to bet his honour
by pervenrting that vile crowd.

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Easy victory!
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The virtue of this jest will
be the incomprehensible lies...

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...that this same fat rogue
will tell us.

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How 30, at least, he fought with
what wards, what blows...

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...what extremities
he endured to defeat them all.

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A plague of all cowards!
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A plague of all cowards!
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I say, and a vengeance too!
Give me a cup of sack, boy.

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- Where hast thou been, Jack?
- A plague of all cowards!

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Go thy ways, old Jack,
die when thou wilt.

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If manhood be not forgot upon
the face of the earth...

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...then I am a shotten herring.
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There live not three good men
unhanged in England...

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...and one of them is fat and
grows old; God help the wicked!

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What mutter you, woolsack?

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