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157 Oh, go not yet ! I'd tell you -

You adore me ? I've heard it very oft. No ! - Go away !

But I would fain. ..

I' faith ! It is successful !

Come to my aid !

Not I!

But I shall die, Unless at once I win back her fair favour.

And how can I, at once, i' th' devil's name, Lesson you in ...

Oh, she is there !