The Merchant of Venice by William Shakespeare
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see me talke with thee
Clo. Adue, teares exhibit my tongue, most beautifull Pagan, most sweete Iew, if a Christian doe not play the knaue and get thee, I am much deceiued; but adue, these foolish drops doe somewhat drowne my manly spirit: adue. Enter. Ies. Farewell good Lancelet. Alacke, what hainous sinne is it in me To be ashamed to be my Fathers childe, But though I am a daughter to his blood, I am not to his manners: O Lorenzo, If thou keepe promise I shall end this strife, Become a Christian, and thy louing wife. Enter. Enter Gratiano, Lorenzo, Salarino, and Salanio. Lor. Nay, we will slinke away in supper time, Disguise vs at my lodging, and returne all in an houre Gra. We haue not made good preparation Sal. We haue not spoke vs yet of Torch-bearers Sol. 'Tis vile vnlesse it may be quaintly ordered, And better in my minde not vndertooke |
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