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"Sing no more ditties
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"Of dumps so dull and heavy
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"The fraud of men
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"was ever so
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"Since summer
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"first was leafy
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"Then sigh not so
:40:31
"but let them go
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"And be you blithe and bonny
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"Converting all
:40:42
"your sounds of woe
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"Into Hey nonny, nonny"
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-By my troth, a good song.
-And an ill singer, my lord.
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No, no, faith, thou singest well enough.
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An' he had been a dog that should have
howled thus, they'd have hanged him.
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Come hither, Leonato.
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What was it you told me of today?
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That your niece Beatrice was
in love with Signior Benedick?
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I did never think that lady
would have loved any man.
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No, nor I neither.
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But most wonderful that
she should so dote on Signior Benedick...
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...whom she hath in all outward behaviors
seemed ever to abhor.
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Is it possible?
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Maybe she doth but counterfeit?
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Faith, like enough.
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O, God!
:41:45
Counterfeit?
:41:47
There was never counterfeit of passion
came so near the life of passion...
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...as she discovers it.
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Why?
:41:58
What effects of passion shows she?