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Thou hast mist the luckiest hand to scratch thy Coxcomb. Ley. No, no, Sir. Now for my part. Heigh! fight aloft for the head, boyes. How? Cater-trey ? Utr. Will you take a sleeve for your share, Sir? Ley. 'Tis but a desperat cast, and so hee'l find it, If it fall to me. Cast for your game. Utr. Have at it: Stay, let me swing my Sword thrice round first: now, Now the Graves head ... goose giblitts.
Let's feele your Raizors: Handsawes, meere handsawes! Do you put your knees to'em too, And take mens necks for timber? You cutt a feather? Cut butter when your tooles are hot! Looke here, puppies; Heer's the sword that cutt of Pompeis head. Har. The head of a Pumpion. Utr. Looke on't but come not neere it: the very wind on't Will borrow a leg or an arme. Heers touch & take, boyes!
You are proper men both; But why before me that have studdied the true trick on't Theis twenty yeeres, and run through all the theorems? Har. Let's fling for't then. Ley. I am content. Utr. And I. Har. Sit round, then: here are dyce, and ile begin to ye. Have at your head, Sir John! dewce ace ; a doggs-head! The devill turnd this ace up. Farwell, velvet gowne!
No, in truth do's it not; but if you'll try first, yf I doe not whip your dodipoll as clenly of and set it on againe as handsomely as it stands now, that you may blow your nose and pledge me too Cans after Ley. I was afraid The rogue had don't indeed. Utr. You two imagine now You are excellent workmen and that you can doe wonders, And Utrecht but an Asse.
Two sixes, boyes! I knew I should performe it. Har. Ye have it: thanck your fortune. Utr. I could not misse it, I never lost so faire a stake yet.
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