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Pet. Hold you there still! Jun. It takes away my sleep Pet. Alas, poor chicken! Jun. My company, content, almost my fashion Pet. Yes, and your weight too, if you follow it. Jun. Tis sure the plague, for no man dare come near me Pet. Thou art damnd without redemption then. Jun. The way tot Pet. Yes, a smart water, Junius. Jun. Do I fool? Pet. Sweet philosopher! Jun. Do I know on still, and yet know nothing? Mercy, gods! Pet. Motley on thee, Jun. Can red and white, Pet. But one cheek, Junius? Jun. With a little trim, Pet. Stay a little; he will declaim again. Jun. I will not love! I am a man, have reason, Pet. Hold thee there, boy! Jun. A thousand will entreat me. Pet. Ten thousand, Junius. Jun. I am young and lusty, Pet. Ill swear thy backs probatum, for I have known thee Jun. I will be man again. Pet. Now mark the working! |
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