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Good morrow to your Lordship, | Good morrow to your lordship. | Per III.ii.11.1 |
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That is the cause we trouble you so early, | That is the cause we trouble you so early; | Per III.ii.18 |
T'is not our husbandry. | 'Tis not our husbandry. | Per III.ii.19.1 |
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Your honour has | Your honour has | Per III.ii.41.2 |
through Ephesus, / Poured foorth your charitie, | Through Ephesus poured forth your charity, | Per III.ii.42 |
and hundreds call themselues, / Your Creatures; who | And hundreds call themselves your creatures, who | Per III.ii.43 |
by you, haue been restored; / And not your knowledge, | By you have been restored. And not your knowledge, | Per III.ii.44 |
your personall payne, / But euen your Purse still open, | Your personal pain, but even your purse, still open, | Per III.ii.45 |
hath built Lord Cerimon, / Such strong renowne, | Hath built Lord Cerimon such strong renown | Per III.ii.46 |
as time shall neuer. | As time shall never– | Per III.ii.47 |
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T'is like a Coffin, sir. | 'Tis like a coffin, sir. | Per III.ii.51.1 |
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T'is so, my Lord. | 'Tis so, my lord. | Per III.ii.55.1 |
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A delicate Odour. | A delicate odour. | Per III.ii.59.2 |
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Most likely sir. | Most likely, sir. | Per III.ii.76.1 |
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Is not this strange? | Is not this strange? | Per III.ii.105.1 |