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Signor Antonio's son!
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- Litio...
- Take you the lute, you the set of books.
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You shall go see your pupils.
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Within!
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Sirrah, lead these gentlemen to my daughters.
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Tell her they are her tutors.
Bid her use them well.
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- With...
- All my lands and leases whatsoever.
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Let specialties be therefore drawn between us,
That covenants may be kept on either hand.
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Ay, when one special thing is well obtain'd,
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I mean, her love;
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for that is all in all.
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Why, that is nothing. For I tell you, Father,
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I am as peremptory as she proud-minded;
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And where two raging fires meet together,
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They do consume
the thing that feeds their fury.
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Though little fire grows great with little wind,
Yet extreme gusts will blow out fire and all.
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So I to her, and so she yields to me,
For I am rough and woo not like a babe.
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Vile instrument! Fat-fingered gut plucker!
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Twangling Jack!
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But be thou arm'd for...
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some unhappy words.
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Signor Baptista! Master! Master!
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How now, my friend,
why dost thou look so pale?
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For fear, I promise you, if I look pale.