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Epigraph
Nathan. Allow me to relate a tale.
Saladin. Why not?
I always was a friend to tales well told.
Nathan. “Well told” — that's not precisely my affair.
Lessing.
Don Sebastian You have no plot.
Fabricio. But such characters! and every one is true as Truth:
copied right off from nature.
Don Sebastian Badly done, sir Poet.
Fabricio. Yet consider, 't was at a sitting: a single sitting, by all
the saints! I will do better when I have those
pistoles, and may use time.
Lope de Vega.
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