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XXXVIII. ? TO PERSON GUILTY. (II) GUILTY, because I bade you late be wise ; And to conceal your ulcers, did advise, You laugh when you are touch'd, and long before Any man else, you clap your hands and roar, And cry, good ! good ! This quite perverts my sense, And lies so far from wit, 'tis impudence. Believe it, GUILTY, if you lose your shame, I'll lose my modesty, and tell your name.
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