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You, mistress, all this coil is ’long of you: Nay, go

not back.

I will not trust you, I,

Nor longer stay in your curst company.

Your hands than mine are quicker for a fray,

My legs are longer though, to run away.

I am amazed, and know not what to say.

This is thy negligence: still thou mistakest,

Or else committ’st thy knaveries wilfully.

Believe me, king of shadows, I mistook.

Did not you tell me I should know the man

By the Athenian garment he had on?

And so far blameless proves my enterprise,

That I have ’nointed an Athenian’s eyes;

And so far am I glad it so did sort

As this their jangling I esteem a sport.

Thou see’st these lovers seek a place to fight:

Hie therefore, Robin, overcast the night;