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Lord Say , the traitors hate thee , Therefore away with us to Killingwortb . Say . So might your Grace's person be in danger : The light of me is odious in their eyes ; And therefore in this city will I stay , And live alone as secret ...
Lord Say , the traitors hate thee , Therefore away with us to Killingwortb . Say . So might your Grace's person be in danger : The light of me is odious in their eyes ; And therefore in this city will I stay , And live alone as secret ...
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Say . What of that ? Cade . Marry , thou ought'st not to let thy horse wear a cloak , when honefter men than thou go in their hose and doublets . Dick . And work in their shirt too ; as myself , for example , that am a butcher . Say .
Say . What of that ? Cade . Marry , thou ought'st not to let thy horse wear a cloak , when honefter men than thou go in their hose and doublets . Dick . And work in their shirt too ; as myself , for example , that am a butcher . Say .
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Say . Great men have reaching hands ; oft have I ftruck Those that I never faw , and struck them dead . George . O monstrous coward ! what , to come behind folks ? Say . These cheeks are pale with watching for your good . Cade .
Say . Great men have reaching hands ; oft have I ftruck Those that I never faw , and struck them dead . George . O monstrous coward ! what , to come behind folks ? Say . These cheeks are pale with watching for your good . Cade .
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