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...cowards and causes for fear. 87 'When they (the cowards) have given themselves up'. 89 hold: consider. To see him shine so brisk, and smell so sweet, And talk so like a waiting-gentlewoman 55 Of guns, and drums, and wounds, God save the mark! And telling me the sovereignest...

...with a popinjay, out of my grief and my impatience answered him in the only way I knew how.... He made me mad to see him shine so brisk, and smell so sweet...." The king saw his servant ragged and yet bold and manly beside the foppish tearful courtier who huddled...