bear with meI am sick

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otestBy this white glove- how white the handGod knows [link widoczny dla zalogowanych]!- Henceforth
my wooing mind shall be express'd In russet yeasand honest kersey noes.
Andto beginwench- so God help melaw [link widoczny dla zalogowanych]!- My love to thee is sound
sans crack or flaw. ROSALINE. Sans 'sans' I pray you. BEROWNE. Yet I
have a trick Of the old rage; bear with meI am sick; I'll leave it by
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degrees. Softlet us see- Write 'Lord have mercy on us' on those three;
They are infected; in their hearts it lies; They have the plagueand caught
it of your eyes. These lords are visited; you are not freeFor the Lord's
tokens on you do I see. PRINCESS OF FRANCE. Nothey are free that
gave these tokens to us. BEROWNE. Our states are forfeit; seek not to
undo us. ROSALINE. It is not so; for how can this be trueThat you stand
forfeitbeing those that sue? BEROWNE. Peace; for I will not have to do
with you. ROSALINE. Nor shall notif I do as I intend. BEROWNE.
Speak for yourselves; my wit is at an end. KING. Teach ussweet madam
for our rude transgression Some fair excuse. PRINCESS OF FRANCE.
The fairest is confession. Were not you here but even nowdisguis'd?
KING. MadamI was. PRINCESS OF FRANCE. And were yyilai:
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