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Which, as my mother, Heaven rest her soul, Was wont to say

Excuse me now, good Pietro; I'll stay and hear it all another time; I am in haste.[Exit.

He too in haste! That light and heedless youth, Full of their youthful sports, should be impatient When sober serious men begin to speak, Is nothing marv'llous; it was always so. But now the evil still goes on increasing, And men of middle age and understanding Are ev'n as light and foolish as the young. An evil sign, I trow, of evil times. Should it go on increasing, by my certes! Ere I have spoken half a sentence, off Each foolish varlet I address will run, And leave me most discourteously to find, As it may chance, another auditor For the remaining half.—O foolish times! Foolish and evil too![Exit.