Bene. how much another man is a foole, when he dedicates his
Bene. behauiours to loue, will after hee hath laught at such
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owne scorne, by falling in loue, & such a man is Claudio,
Bene. the drum and the fife, and now had hee rather heare the
Bene. walkt ten mile afoot, to see a good armor, and now will
Bene. he lie ten nights awake caruing the fashion of a new dub
Bene. let: he was wont to speake plaine, & to the purpose (like
Bene.
an honest man & a souldier) and now is he tur
Bene. graphy, his words are a very fantasticall banquet, iust so
Bene. many strange dishes: may I be so conuerted, & see with
Bene. these eyes? I cannot tell, I thinke not: I will not bee
Bene. sworne, but loue may transforme me to an oyster, but Ile