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| Wisdom to leave his wife, leave his babes. He loves us not. | |
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| Your husband is noble, wise, judicious, and best knows fits o' the season. | |
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| Fathered he is, and yet he is fatherless. | |
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| I am so much a fool, should I stay longer, It would be my disgrace and your discomfort. | |
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