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Ant . S. Yea , dost thou jeer and flout me in the teeth ? Think'st thou I jest ? Hold , take thou that , and that . [ beating him . Dro . S. Hold , Sir , for God's sake ! now your jest is earnest : Upon what bargain do you give it me ?
Ant . S. Yea , dost thou jeer and flout me in the teeth ? Think'st thou I jest ? Hold , take thou that , and that . [ beating him . Dro . S. Hold , Sir , for God's sake ! now your jest is earnest : Upon what bargain do you give it me ?
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E. Out on thee , villain ! wherefore dost thou mad me ? Dro . E. Will you be bound for nothing ? be mad , good Master ; cry The Devil ! Luc . God help , poor souls , how idly do they talk ! ADR . Go bear him hence .
E. Out on thee , villain ! wherefore dost thou mad me ? Dro . E. Will you be bound for nothing ? be mad , good Master ; cry The Devil ! Luc . God help , poor souls , how idly do they talk ! ADR . Go bear him hence .
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But tell me yet , dost thou not know my voice ? ANT . E. Neither . ÆGE . Dromio , nor thou ? DRO . E. No , trust me , Sir , nor I. ÆGE . I am sure thou dost . DRO . E. Ay , Sir , but I am sure I do not ; and whatsoever a man denies ...
But tell me yet , dost thou not know my voice ? ANT . E. Neither . ÆGE . Dromio , nor thou ? DRO . E. No , trust me , Sir , nor I. ÆGE . I am sure thou dost . DRO . E. Ay , Sir , but I am sure I do not ; and whatsoever a man denies ...
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