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A Winters Tale
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4.2.15
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POLIXENES
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sufficiently manage, must either stay to execute
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A Winters Tale
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4.2.16
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POLIXENES
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them thyself or take away with thee the very
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A Winters Tale
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4.2.17
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POLIXENES
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services thou hast done, which if I have not enough
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A Winters Tale
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4.2.18
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POLIXENES
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considered, as too much I cannot, to be more
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A Winters Tale
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4.2.19
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POLIXENES
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thankful to thee shall be my study, and my profit
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A Winters Tale
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4.2.20
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POLIXENES
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therein the heaping friendships. Of that fatal
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4.2.21
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country, Sicilia, prithee speak no more, whose very
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A Winters Tale
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4.2.22
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POLIXENES
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naming punishes me with the remembrance of that
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4.2.23
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POLIXENES
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penitent, as thou callest him, and reconciled king,
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4.2.24
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POLIXENES
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my brother, whose loss of his most precious queen
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A Winters Tale
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4.2.25
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POLIXENES
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and children are even now to be afresh lamented.
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A Winters Tale
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4.2.26
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POLIXENES
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Say to me, when sawest thou the Prince Florizel, my
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A Winters Tale
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4.2.27
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POLIXENES
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son? Kings are no less unhappy, their issue not
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A Winters Tale
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4.2.28
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POLIXENES
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being gracious, than they are in losing them when
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A Winters Tale
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4.2.29
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POLIXENES
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they have approved their virtues.
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A Winters Tale
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4.2.30
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CAMILLO
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Sir, it is three days since I saw the prince. What
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A Winters Tale
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4.2.31
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CAMILLO
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his happier affairs may be, are to me unknown: but I
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A Winters Tale
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4.2.32
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CAMILLO
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have missingly noted, he is of late much retired
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A Winters Tale
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4.2.33
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CAMILLO
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from court and is less frequent to his princely
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A Winters Tale
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4.2.34
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CAMILLO
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exercises than formerly he hath appeared.
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4.2.35
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POLIXENES
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I have considered so much, Camillo, and with some
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4.2.36
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POLIXENES
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care, so far that I have eyes under my service which
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A Winters Tale
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4.2.37
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POLIXENES
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look upon his removedness, from whom I have this
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4.2.38
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POLIXENES
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intelligence, that he is seldom from the house of a
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A Winters Tale
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4.2.39
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POLIXENES
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most homely shepherd, a man, they say, that from
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A Winters Tale
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4.2.40
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POLIXENES
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very nothing, and beyond the imagination of his
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A Winters Tale
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4.2.41
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POLIXENES
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neighbours, is grown into an unspeakable estate.
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A Winters Tale
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4.2.42
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CAMILLO
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I have heard, sir, of such a man, who hath a
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4.2.43
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CAMILLO
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daughter of most rare note: the report of her is
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4.2.44
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CAMILLO
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extended more than can be thought to begin from such a cottage.
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4.2.45
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POLIXENES
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That's likewise part of my intelligence, but, I
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A Winters Tale
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4.2.46
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POLIXENES
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fear, the angle that plucks our son thither. Thou
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A Winters Tale
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4.2.47
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POLIXENES
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shalt accompany us to the place, where we will, not
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A Winters Tale
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4.2.48
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POLIXENES
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appearing what we are, have some question with the
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A Winters Tale
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4.2.49
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POLIXENES
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shepherd, from whose simplicity I think it not
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A Winters Tale
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4.2.50
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POLIXENES
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uneasy to get the cause of my son's resort thither.
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4.2.51
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POLIXENES
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Prithee, be my present partner in this business, and
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A Winters Tale
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4.2.52
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POLIXENES
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lay aside the thoughts of Sicilia.
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4.2.53
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CAMILLO
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I willingly obey your command.
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4.2.54
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POLIXENES
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My best Camillo! We must disguise ourselves.
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POLIXENES
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Exeunt
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SCENE III. A road near the Shepherd's cottage.
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Enter AUTOLYCUS, singing
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A Winters Tale
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4.3.1
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AUTOLYCUS
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When daffodils begin to peer,
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109,645
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A Winters Tale
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4.3.2
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AUTOLYCUS
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With heigh! the doxy over the dale,
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A Winters Tale
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4.3.3
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AUTOLYCUS
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Why, then comes in the sweet o' the year,
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A Winters Tale
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4.3.4
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AUTOLYCUS
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For the red blood reigns in the winter's pale.
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109,648
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A Winters Tale
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4.3.5
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AUTOLYCUS
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The white sheet bleaching on the hedge,
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109,649
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A Winters Tale
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4.3.6
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AUTOLYCUS
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With heigh! the sweet birds, O, how they sing!
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A Winters Tale
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4.3.7
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AUTOLYCUS
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Doth set my pugging tooth on edge,
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109,651
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A Winters Tale
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4.3.8
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AUTOLYCUS
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For a quart of ale is a dish for a king.
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A Winters Tale
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4.3.9
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AUTOLYCUS
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The lark, that tirra-lyra chants,
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109,653
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A Winters Tale
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4.3.10
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AUTOLYCUS
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With heigh! with heigh! the thrush and the jay,
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109,654
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A Winters Tale
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4.3.11
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AUTOLYCUS
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Are summer songs for me and my aunts,
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A Winters Tale
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4.3.12
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AUTOLYCUS
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While we lie tumbling in the hay.
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A Winters Tale
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4.3.13
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AUTOLYCUS
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I have served Prince Florizel and in my time
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A Winters Tale
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4.3.14
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AUTOLYCUS
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wore three-pile, but now I am out of service:
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A Winters Tale
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4.3.15
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AUTOLYCUS
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But shall I go mourn for that, my dear?
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4.3.16
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AUTOLYCUS
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The pale moon shines by night:
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A Winters Tale
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4.3.17
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AUTOLYCUS
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And when I wander here and there,
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A Winters Tale
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4.3.18
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AUTOLYCUS
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I then do most go right.
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A Winters Tale
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4.3.19
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AUTOLYCUS
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If tinkers may have leave to live,
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A Winters Tale
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4.3.20
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AUTOLYCUS
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And bear the sow-skin budget,
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4.3.21
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AUTOLYCUS
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Then my account I well may, give,
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A Winters Tale
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4.3.22
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AUTOLYCUS
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And in the stocks avouch it.
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A Winters Tale
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4.3.23
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AUTOLYCUS
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My traffic is sheets, when the kite builds, look to
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A Winters Tale
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4.3.24
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AUTOLYCUS
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lesser linen. My father named me Autolycus, who
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A Winters Tale
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4.3.25
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AUTOLYCUS
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being, as I am, littered under Mercury, was likewise
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A Winters Tale
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4.3.26
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AUTOLYCUS
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a snapper-up of unconsidered trifles. With die and
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4.3.27
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AUTOLYCUS
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drab I purchased this caparison, and my revenue is
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A Winters Tale
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4.3.28
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AUTOLYCUS
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the silly cheat. Gallows and knock are too powerful
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A Winters Tale
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4.3.29
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AUTOLYCUS
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on the highway: beating and hanging are terrors to
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4.3.30
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AUTOLYCUS
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me: for the life to come, I sleep out the thought
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A Winters Tale
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4.3.31
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AUTOLYCUS
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of it. A prize! a prize!
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AUTOLYCUS
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Enter Clown
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4.3.32
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Clown
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Let me see: every 'leven wether tods, every tod
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A Winters Tale
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4.3.33
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Clown
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yields pound and odd shilling, fifteen hundred
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A Winters Tale
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4.3.34
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Clown
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shorn. what comes the wool to?
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A Winters Tale
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4.3.35
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AUTOLYCUS
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[Aside]
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4.3.36
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AUTOLYCUS
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If the springe hold, the cock's mine.
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A Winters Tale
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4.3.37
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Clown
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I cannot do't without counters. Let me see, what am
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A Winters Tale
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4.3.38
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Clown
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I to buy for our sheep-shearing feast? Three pound
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A Winters Tale
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4.3.39
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Clown
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of sugar, five pound of currants, rice,--what will
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A Winters Tale
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4.3.40
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Clown
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this sister of mine do with rice? But my father
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4.3.41
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Clown
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hath made her mistress of the feast, and she lays it
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4.3.42
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Clown
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on. She hath made me four and twenty nose-gays for
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4.3.43
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Clown
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the shearers, three-man-song-men all, and very good
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A Winters Tale
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4.3.44
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Clown
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ones, but they are most of them means and bases, but
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A Winters Tale
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4.3.45
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Clown
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one puritan amongst them, and he sings psalms to
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A Winters Tale
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4.3.46
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Clown
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horn-pipes. I must have saffron to colour the warden
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A Winters Tale
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4.3.47
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Clown
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pies, mace, dates?--none, that's out of my note,
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4.3.48
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Clown
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nutmegs, seven, a race or two of ginger, but that I
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A Winters Tale
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4.3.49
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Clown
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may beg, four pound of prunes, and as many of
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A Winters Tale
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4.3.50
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Clown
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raisins o' the sun.
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A Winters Tale
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4.3.51
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AUTOLYCUS
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O that ever I was born!
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AUTOLYCUS
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Grovelling on the ground
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4.3.52
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Clown
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I' the name of me--
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4.3.53
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AUTOLYCUS
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O, help me, help me! pluck but off these rags, and
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A Winters Tale
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4.3.54
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AUTOLYCUS
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then, death, death!
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4.3.55
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Clown
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Alack, poor soul! thou hast need of more rags to lay
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