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SCEN. I.
Asotus, Ballio.Asot.
Revenge more sweet then muscadine and egges,
To day I will embrace thee. Healths in bloud
Are souldiers mornings draughts. Proud, proud Evadne
Shall know what 'tis to make a wit her foe,
And such a wit as can give overthrow
To male or female, be they—man or woman.
This can my Tutour do, and I, or—no man.
Ball.
And Pamphilus shall learn by this deare knock
His liberall valour late bestowed upon me,
Invention lies at safer ward then wit:
This sword shall teach not to provoke the cruell.
Asot.
And by this jemme shall I confound a jewell.
S'lid, Tutour, I have a wit too, there was a jest ex tempore.
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