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Twelfth Night by William Shakespeare
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mend him: any thing that's mended, is but patch'd: vertu
that transgresses, is but patcht with sinne, and sin that amends,
is but patcht with vertue. If that this simple
Sillogisme will serue, so: if it will not, what remedy?
As there is no true Cuckold but calamity, so beauties a
flower; The Lady bad take away the foole, therefore I
say againe, take her away

Ol. Sir, I bad them take away you

Clo. Misprision in the highest degree. Lady, Cucullus
non facit monachum: that's as much to say, as I weare not
motley in my braine: good Madona, giue mee leaue to
proue you a foole

Ol. Can you do it?
Clo. Dexteriously, good Madona

Ol. Make your proofe

Clo. I must catechize you for it Madona, Good my
Mouse of vertue answer mee

Ol. Well sir, for want of other idlenesse, Ile bide your
proofe

Clo. Good Madona, why mournst thou?
Ol. Good foole, for my brothers death

Clo. I thinke his soule is in hell, Madona
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