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I thank your grace for this high courtesy, Which I shall give away immediately.
This is the strangest tale that ever I heard.
But, soft! whom have we here? Did you not tell me this fat man was dead?
We breathe too long: come, cousin Westmoreland, Our duty this way lies; for God's sake come.
Not I, my lord, unless I did bleed too.