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 ASE
 * Fie now! Would you crown our miseries
 * with a load of all men's scorn?

PEER
 * Never fear; 'twill all go well.
 * [Shouting and laughing at the same time.]
 * Mother, jump! We'll spare the waggon;
 * 'twould take time to fetch the mare up-
 * [Lifts her up in his arms.]

ASE
 * Put me down!

PEER
 * No, in my arms
 * I will bear you to the wedding!
 * [Wades out into the stream.]

ASE
 * Help! The Lord have mercy on us!
 * Peer! We're drowning-

PEER
 * I was born
 * for a braver death-

ASE
 * Ay, true;
 * sure enough you'll hang at last!
 * [Tugging at his hair.]
 * Oh, you brute!

PEER
 * Keep quiet now;
 * here the bottom's slippery-slimy.

ASE
 * Ass!