Epicoene: Or, the Silent Woman by Ben Jonson
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MRS. OTT: Yes sir, but I do take advice of my doctor to dream of it as little as I can. DAUP: You do well, mistress Otter. MRS. OTT: Will it please you to enter the house farther, gentlemen? DAUP: And your favour, lady: but we stay to speak with a knight, sir John Daw, who is here come. We shall follow you, lady. MRS. OTT: At your own time, sir. It is my cousin sir Amorous his feast-- DAUP: I know it, lady. MRS. OTT: And mine together. But it is for his honour, and therefore I take no name of it, more than of the place. DAUP: You are a bounteous kinswoman. MRS. OTT: Your servant, sir. [EXIT.] CLER [COMING FORWARD WITH DAW.]: Why, do not you know it, sir John Daw? DAW: No, I am a rook if I do. |
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