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ACT I: SCENE II The same. A public place.
Enter CLOTEN and two Lords
First Lord Sir, I would advise you to shift a shirt; the
violence of action hath made you reek as a
sacrifice: where air comes out, air comes in:
there's none abroad so wholesome as that you vent.
CLOTEN If my shirt were bloody, then to shift it. Have I hurt him?
Second Lord Aside No, 'faith; not so much as his patience.
First Lord Hurt him! his body's a passable carcass, if he be
not hurt: it is a thoroughfare for steel, if it be not hurt.
Second Lord Aside His steel was in debt; it went o' the
backside the town.
CLOTEN The villain would not stand me.
Second Lord Aside No; but he fled forward still, toward your face.
First Lord Stand you! You have land enough of your own: but
he added to your having; gave you some ground.
Second Lord Aside As many inches as you have oceans. Puppies!
CLOTEN I would they had not come between us.
Second Lord Aside So would I, till you had measured how long
a fool you were upon the ground.
CLOTEN And that she should love this fellow and refuse me!
Second Lord Aside If it be a sin to make a true election, she
is damned.
First Lord Sir, as I told you always, her beauty and her brain
go not together: she's a good sign, but I have seen
small reflection of her wit.
Second Lord Aside She shines not upon fools, lest the
reflection should hurt her.
CLOTEN Come, I'll to my chamber. Would there had been some
hurt done!
Second Lord Aside I wish not so; unless it had been the fall
of an ass, which is no great hurt.
CLOTEN You'll go with us?
First Lord I'll attend your lordship.
CLOTEN Nay, come, let's go together.
Second Lord Well, my lord.
Exeunt
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