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A PESTTLENCE ON HIM FOR Py, MAD ROGUE! A POURD A FLAGON OF RHENTSH ON MY HEAD CAICE, THIS SAME SHULL, STR, 1S YORTICK'S SHULL, THE WING'S TESTER. 2

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(WMS, POCK YORTCH! 1 KNEW) HIM> HORATIO, A FELLOW OF INE INTTE JEST, OF MOST EXCELLENT FANCY. HE HATH BORE ME Cu HTS BACK

A THOUSAND TIMES, AND NOW HOW ABHORA'D IN MY IMAGINATION TT TS! M¥ GORGE MISES AT TT. HERE How THOSE LIPS THAT T HAVE KISSD I KNOW NOT HOW OFT. WHERE BE YOUR GIBES HOw, YOUR

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THIS FAVOR SHE MUST COME; MAKE

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PRITHEE, HOMATTIO, TELL ME OWE THING,

DOST THOU THINK ALEXANDER LOOKD A THIS FASHTON Tt TH EARTH?

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