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In an old hat and an old jerkin;
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a pair of old breeches thrice turned;
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with an old mothy saddle
and stirrups of different families.
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How does my father?
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Good morrow, gentles.
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Gentles, methinks you frown.
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And wherefore gaze this goodly company,
As if they saw some wondrous monument,
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Some comet, or unusual prodigy?
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Fie, doff this habit, shame on your estate,
An eyesore to our solemn festival!
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What, will you be married to my daughter thus?
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Good sooth, even thus.
Therefore ha' done with words;
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To me she's married, not unto my clothes.
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But what a fool I am to chat with you,