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Laun . Nay , ' twill be this hour ere I have done weeping ; all the kind of the Launces have this very fault : I have received my proportion , like the ( 1 ) Kindred . prodigious son , and am going with Sir Proteus to Scene II , III .
Laun . Nay , ' twill be this hour ere I have done weeping ; all the kind of the Launces have this very fault : I have received my proportion , like the ( 1 ) Kindred . prodigious son , and am going with Sir Proteus to Scene II , III .
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... and thou art to post after with oars . What's the matter ? why weepest thou , man ? Away , ass ; you will lose the tide , if you tarry any longer . ( 1 ) Crazy , distracted . Laun . It is no matter if the ty'd were 106 Act II .
... and thou art to post after with oars . What's the matter ? why weepest thou , man ? Away , ass ; you will lose the tide , if you tarry any longer . ( 1 ) Crazy , distracted . Laun . It is no matter if the ty'd were 106 Act II .
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Laun . It is no matter if the ty'd were lost ; for it is the unkindest ty'd that ever any man ty'd . Pan . What's the unkindest tide ? Laun . Why , he that's ty'd here ; Crab , my dog . Pan . Tut , man , I mean thou'lt lose the flood ...
Laun . It is no matter if the ty'd were lost ; for it is the unkindest ty'd that ever any man ty'd . Pan . What's the unkindest tide ? Laun . Why , he that's ty'd here ; Crab , my dog . Pan . Tut , man , I mean thou'lt lose the flood ...
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Laun . Forswear not thyself , sweet youth ; for I am not welcome . I reckon this always - that a man is never undone , till he be hanged ; nor never welcome to a place , till some certain shot be paid , and the hostess say , welcome .
Laun . Forswear not thyself , sweet youth ; for I am not welcome . I reckon this always - that a man is never undone , till he be hanged ; nor never welcome to a place , till some certain shot be paid , and the hostess say , welcome .
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Laun . Why , stand under and understand is all one . Speed . But tell me true , will't be a match ? Laun . Ask my dog : if he say , ay , it will ; if he say , no , it will ; if he shake his tail , and say nothing , it will . Speed .
Laun . Why , stand under and understand is all one . Speed . But tell me true , will't be a match ? Laun . Ask my dog : if he say , ay , it will ; if he say , no , it will ; if he shake his tail , and say nothing , it will . Speed .
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