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Now, in good time!
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Now, in good time!
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Dorcas. Mopsa must be your mistress: marry, garlic,
To mend her kissing with!
Mopsa. Now, in good time!
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I was promised them against the feast; but they come
not too late now.
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I was promised them against the feast; but they come
not too late now.
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Clown. If I were not in love with Mopsa, thou shouldst take
no money of me; but being enthralled as I am, it
will also be the bondage of certain ribbons and gloves.
Mopsa. I was promised them against the feast; but they come
not too late now.
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He hath paid you all he promised you; may be, he has
paid you more, which wi...
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He hath paid you all he promised you; may be, he has
paid you more, which will shame you to give him again.
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Dorcas. He hath promised you more than that, or there be liars.
Mopsa. He hath paid you all he promised you; may be, he has
paid you more, which will shame you to give him again.
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I have done. Come, you promised me a tawdry-lace
and a pair of sweet gloves....
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I have done. Come, you promised me a tawdry-lace
and a pair of sweet gloves.
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Clown. Is there no manners left among maids? will they
wear their plackets where they should bear their
faces? Is there not milking-time, when you are
going to bed, or kiln-hole, to whistle off these
secrets, but you must be tittle-tattling before all
our guests? 'tis well they are whispering: clamour
your tongues, and not a word more.
Mopsa. I have done. Come, you promised me a tawdry-lace
and a pair of sweet gloves.
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Pray now, buy some: I love a ballad in print o'
life, for then we are sure t...
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Pray now, buy some: I love a ballad in print o'
life, for then we are sure they are true.
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Clown. What hast here? ballads?
Mopsa. Pray now, buy some: I love a ballad in print o'
life, for then we are sure they are true.
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Is it true, think you?
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Is it true, think you?
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Autolycus. Here's one to a very doleful tune, how a usurer's
wife was brought to bed of twenty money-bags at a
burthen and how she longed to eat adders' heads and
toads carbonadoed.
Mopsa. Is it true, think you?
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Pray you now, buy it.
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Pray you now, buy it.
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Autolycus. Here's the midwife's name to't, one Mistress
Tale-porter, and five or six honest wives that were
present. Why should I carry lies abroad?
Mopsa. Pray you now, buy it.
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We can both sing it: if thou'lt bear a part, thou
shalt hear; 'tis in three...
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We can both sing it: if thou'lt bear a part, thou
shalt hear; 'tis in three parts.
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Autolycus. Why, this is a passing merry one and goes to
the tune of 'Two maids wooing a man:' there's
scarce a maid westward but she sings it; 'tis in
request, I can tell you.
Mopsa. We can both sing it: if thou'lt bear a part, thou
shalt hear; 'tis in three parts.
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O, whither?
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O, whither?
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Dorcas. Whither?
Mopsa. O, whither?
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Thou hast sworn it more to me:
Then whither goest? say, whither?
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Thou hast sworn it more to me:
Then whither goest? say, whither?
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Dorcas. Thou hast sworn my love to be.
Mopsa. Thou hast sworn it more to me:
Then whither goest? say, whither?
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