Sir Thomas More by Shakespeare (spurious and doubtful works)
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Ha, ha! Art thou so sure, varlet?
Well, well, Be as familiar as thou wilt, my knave; Tis this I long to know. LIFTER. And you shall have your longing ere ye go.-- This fellow, sir, perhaps will meet ye thus, Or thus, or thus, and in kind complement Pretend acquaintance, somewhat doubtfully; And these embraces serve-- SURESBY. Aye, marry, Lifter, wherefor serve they? [Shrugging gladly.] LIFTER. Only to feel Whether you go full under sail or no, Or that your lading be aboard your bark. SURESBY. In plainer English, Lifter, if my purse Be stored or no? LIFTER. Ye have it, sir. SURESBY. |
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