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each fancy,
each complaint,
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dislike,
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he may enguard
his dotage
with their pow'rs,
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and hold our lives
in mercy.
:15:09
You might
fear too far.
:15:11
Safer than
trust too far.
:15:16
No, no, my lord.
:15:18
This milky gentleness
of yours shows
want of wisdom.
:15:23
Striving to better,
oft we mar what's well.
:15:28
Nay, then.
:15:29
Well, well.
:15:32
The event.
:15:52
Did my father strike
my gentleman
for chiding of his fool?
:15:55
Ay, madam.
:15:59
By day and night
he wrongs me;
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every hour he flashes
into one gross crime or other
that sets us all at odds.
:16:05
I'll not endure it.
:16:06
His knights grow riotous,
:16:10
and himself upbraids us
on every trifle.
:16:19
When he returns
from hunting,
:16:20
I will not speak
with him;
say I am sick.
:16:25
If you come short
of former services,
:16:29
you shall do well;
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the fault of it
I'll answer.
:16:36
Put on what weary
negligence you please,
you and your fellows.
:16:39
I'd have it come to question.
If he distaste it,
let him to my sister.
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Idle old man,
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that still would manage
those authorities
that he hath given away.