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An arrogant foole.
Grosse and il-tutor'd fellow, why wert thouelected here? each rascall now
Will with a Gentleman familiar be:
Forgetting difference twixt each degree.
Ile pay you sirha, what's vpon my score?
I will abiure this house for euermore.
Good Master Insolence, sir hold your tongue,
The slaue doth practise still to do me wrong.
Master; you ill-taught rascall doe me right,
Know that this moneth & more I haue bin knight:
Yet you as ignorant of what I am,
Entitle me like each mechanicke flam.
In troth sir, my rude ignorance doth greiue me,
I tooke you for a Gentleman beleiue me:
Pardon my error, may I so implore,
Ile take you for a Gentleman no more.
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