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Run away with the cozeners; for so soon as I came beyond Eton, they threw me off from behind one of them, in a slough of mire; and set spurs and away, like three German devils, three Doctor Faustuses.
Out, alas, sir! cozenage, mere cozenage!
Ay, sir; I'll call them to you.
Sir, the Germans desire to have three of your horses: the duke himself will be to-morrow at court, and they are going to meet him.
With eggs, sir?
Come in, woman!
Here's Mistress Quickly, sir, to speak with you.
Here, sir.
Ay, sir.
Sir John, there's one Master Brook below would fain speak with you, and be acquainted with you; and hath sent your worship a morning's draught of sack.
It is a life that I have desired: I will thrive.
And being fap, sir, was, as they say, cashiered; and so conclusions passed the careires.
Why, sir, for my part I say the gentleman had drunk himself out of his five sentences.
You Banbury cheese!