All of Shakespeare’s plays.
He has kill'd me, mother:
Run away, I pray you!
Thou liest, thou shag-hair'd villain!
If he were dead, you'ld weep for
him: if you would not, it were a good sign
that I should quickly have a new father.
Then the liars and swearers are fools,
for there are liars and swearers enow to beat
the honest men and hang up them.
Who must hang them?
And must they all be hanged that swear and lie?
And be all traitors that do so?
What is a traitor?
Was my father a traitor, mother?
Then you'll buy 'em to sell again.
Nay, how will you do for a husband?
Why should I, mother? Poor birds they are not set for.
My father is not dead, for all your saying.
With what I get, I mean; and so do they.
As birds do, mother.
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