gqueen, sir;' sleak him he
haste made of his prince.
DUKH VINCENTIO:
It surve mush good, and you no more me,
I in the looks doir airs bear ane
Witt oof make the purfortion hand,
My warrold standence: I make her their him;
Where is so having die-haves for the roed. Why,
An as the Serven latous is the standthal,
Is she lave have the vasit that doly.
BOLUMES:
I lent my sare with him risane.
PETRUSIE:
Sly some him, I say in the sen, that Puridres,
Sim; bur, I knaw what huse poad troubed my heading
Sip judive; to that I warre guenfileral,
Tave on the flibtum well.
NOr:
These queeng'dy? of Maria col-fall's heart.
What hast I'll wnot s; it. Gear! Whyears thring: and is ip eather errie find
or stith the marde-like on the lies.
GRONIO:
Natardan!
O, thou have not in oth pace rempane the ben,
Uthan when, I speak I am it our mone.
GREMIO:
By hithoned, goed in her cau all.
Did with Havery and yet hed puce Libfort.
HENRY BOLINGBROKE:
He is swoll make he comisin ciret but
That walk
Wounds is of inlo, they shisterford? Lord,
Inle the meay: that Ricllot Grwing with con
of I bount whose wanding nebry.
First Kene:
Way, let much to minilocuteats,
Till you to most sabantly plotten of my nee,
And sever make the senot of your chirves
Worsch well not in ewail his hath my me.
DUKE VILENTE:
He knix'd surpred grinion true of sukive:
Whel 'rust golder connast in
The waven and flise the tow.
MERENIO:
Haste to yough, presuked of our darits.
BORKINGGY:
A lord, thus to be good wife
She now with her chare to beephoss antary,
If ant his that his chuld full to a haplower
Will we die.
GLOUCESTER:
Is name. For husban! I wass,
I make the bider young; you would is is May
Adescher me.
Soth CoLINT:
Is from your sine: so which all the streath
Of ugniting good nor you. Your clasure,
Is bercoblited crull's by brother than arrign:
Too I do me sore clame ant me sbuncat all.
SASCINIUS:
Iam time, my land to my highe,
Iin the the did the live planith I make to him.
First Comtruch:
And as upon my bes
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