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Why , this it is to be a peevish girl , That flies her fortune when it follows her . 50 I'll after , more to be revenged on ... And I will follow , more for Silvia's love Than hate of Eglamour that goes with her . [ Exit . Jul .
Why , this it is to be a peevish girl , That flies her fortune when it follows her . 50 I'll after , more to be revenged on ... And I will follow , more for Silvia's love Than hate of Eglamour that goes with her . [ Exit . Jul .
Page 172
All . We'll follow Cade , we'll follow Cade ! Clif . Is Cade the son of Henry the Fifth , That thus you do exclaim you'll go with him ? Will he conduct you through the heart of France , And make the meanest of you earls and dukes ?
All . We'll follow Cade , we'll follow Cade ! Clif . Is Cade the son of Henry the Fifth , That thus you do exclaim you'll go with him ? Will he conduct you through the heart of France , And make the meanest of you earls and dukes ?
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Pray you , follow . [ Exeunt . SCENE II . A street . Enter MISTRESS PAGE and ROBIN . Mrs. Page . Nay , keep your way , little gallant ; you were wont to be a follower , but now you are a leader . Whether had you rather lead mine eyes ...
Pray you , follow . [ Exeunt . SCENE II . A street . Enter MISTRESS PAGE and ROBIN . Mrs. Page . Nay , keep your way , little gallant ; you were wont to be a follower , but now you are a leader . Whether had you rather lead mine eyes ...
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