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ORLEANS What a wretched and peevish fellow is this king of Constable If the English had any apprehension, they would run away. ORLEANS That they lack; for if their heads had any RAMBURES That island of England breeds very valiant ORLEANS Foolish curs, that run winking into the mouth of a Constable Just, just; and the men do sympathize with the ORLEANS Ay, but these English are shrewdly out of beef. Constable Then shall we find to-morrow they have only stomachs ORLEANS It is now two o'clock: but, let me see, by ten Exeunt |
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