SECOND HUNTSMAN
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He breath's my Lord. Were he not warm'd with Ale,He breathes, my lord. Were he not warmed with ale,TS induction.1.30
this were a bed but cold to sleep so soundly.This were a bed but cold to sleep so soundly.TS induction.1.31
It would seem strange vnto him when he wak'dIt would seem strange unto him when he waked.TS induction.1.41
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