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Nay , sir , less than a pound shall serve me for carrying your letter . Pro . You mistake ; I mean the pound -- a pinfold . SPEED . From a pound to a pin ? fold it over and over , " Tis threefold too little for carrying a letter to your ...
Nay , sir , less than a pound shall serve me for carrying your letter . Pro . You mistake ; I mean the pound -- a pinfold . SPEED . From a pound to a pin ? fold it over and over , " Tis threefold too little for carrying a letter to your ...
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She makes it strange ; but she would be best pleas'd To be so anger'd with another letter . [ exit . Jul . Nay , would I were so anger'd with the same ! O hateful hands , to tear such loving words ! Injurious wasps , to feed on such ...
She makes it strange ; but she would be best pleas'd To be so anger'd with another letter . [ exit . Jul . Nay , would I were so anger'd with the same ! O hateful hands , to tear such loving words ! Injurious wasps , to feed on such ...
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O excellent device ! was there ever heard a better , That my master , being scribe , to himself should write the letter ! Val . How now , Sir ! what are you reasoning with yourself ? SPEED . Nay , I was rhyming : ' tis you that have the ...
O excellent device ! was there ever heard a better , That my master , being scribe , to himself should write the letter ! Val . How now , Sir ! what are you reasoning with yourself ? SPEED . Nay , I was rhyming : ' tis you that have the ...
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