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Now, good sir,
what are you?
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A most poor man,
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made tame
to fortune's blows,
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who by the art of known
and feeling sorrows
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am pregnant to good pity.
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Give the word.
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Sweet marjoram.
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Pass.
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Ha! Goneril
with a white beard!
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They flatter'd me
like a dog.
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They told me
I had the white hairs
in my beard
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ere the black ones
were there.
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To say "ay" and "no"
to everything that I said!
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"Ay" and "no" too
was no good divinity.
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When the rain came
to wet me once
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and the wind
to make me chatter;
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when the thunder
would not peace
at my bidding;
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there I found 'em,
there I smelt 'em out.
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Go to, they are not
men of their word.
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They told me
I was everything.
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It's a lie.
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I am not ague-proof.
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The trick of that voice
I do well remember.
Is't not the King?
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Ay, every inch a king.
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When I do stare,
see how the subject quakes.