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Good - morrow , fool , quoth I : No , sir , quoth he , Call me not fool , till Heaven
hath sent me fortune : And then he drew a dial from his poke ; And looking on it
with lack - lustre eye , Says , very wisely , It is ten o'clock : Thus may we see ,
quoth ...
Good - morrow , fool , quoth I : No , sir , quoth he , Call me not fool , till Heaven
hath sent me fortune : And then he drew a dial from his poke ; And looking on it
with lack - lustre eye , Says , very wisely , It is ten o'clock : Thus may we see ,
quoth ...
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To blow on whom I please ; for so fools have : And they that are most galled with
my folly , They most must laugh : And why , sir , must they so ? The why is plain
as way to parish church : He , that a fool doth very wisely hit , Doth very foolishly ...
To blow on whom I please ; for so fools have : And they that are most galled with
my folly , They most must laugh : And why , sir , must they so ? The why is plain
as way to parish church : He , that a fool doth very wisely hit , Doth very foolishly ...
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What a fool art thou , A ramping fool ; to brag , and stamp , and swear , Upon my
party ! Thou cold - blooded slave , Hast thou not spoke like thunder on my side ?
Been sworn my soldier ? bidding me depend Upon thy stars , thy fortune , and thy
...
What a fool art thou , A ramping fool ; to brag , and stamp , and swear , Upon my
party ! Thou cold - blooded slave , Hast thou not spoke like thunder on my side ?
Been sworn my soldier ? bidding me depend Upon thy stars , thy fortune , and thy
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