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Valeria.
My ladies both, good day to you.
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Valeria.
How do you both? you are manifest house-keepers.
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What are you sewing here? A fine spot, in good
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faith. How does your little son?
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Valeria.
O' my word, the father's son: I'll swear,'tis a
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very pretty boy. O' my troth, I looked upon him o'
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Wednesday half an hour together: has such a
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confirmed countenance. I saw him run after a gilded
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butterfly: and when he caught it, he let it go
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again; and after it again; and over and over he
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comes, and again; catched it again; or whether his
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fall enraged him, or how 'twas, he did so set his
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teeth and tear it; O, I warrant it, how he mammocked
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it!
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Valeria.
Indeed, la, 'tis a noble child.
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Valeria.
Come, lay aside your stitchery; I must have you play
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the idle husewife with me this afternoon.
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Valeria.
Not out of doors!
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Valeria.
Fie, you confine yourself most unreasonably: come,
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you must go visit the good lady that lies in.
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Valeria.
You would be another Penelope: yet, they say, all
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the yarn she spun in Ulysses' absence did but fill
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Ithaca full of moths. Come; I would your cambric
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were sensible as your finger, that you might leave
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pricking it for pity. Come, you shall go with us.
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Valeria.
In truth, la, go with me; and I'll tell you
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excellent news of your husband.
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Valeria.
Verily, I do not jest with you; there came news from
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him last night.
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Valeria.
In earnest, it's true; I heard a senator speak it.
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Thus it is: the Volsces have an army forth; against
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whom Cominius the general is gone, with one part of
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our Roman power: your lord and Titus Lartius are set
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down before their city Corioli; they nothing doubt
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prevailing and to make it brief wars. This is true,
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on mine honour; and so, I pray, go with us.
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Valeria.
In troth, I think she would. Fare you well, then.
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Come, good sweet lady. Prithee, Virgilia, turn thy
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solemness out o' door. and go along with us.
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Valeria.
Well, then, farewell.
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Valeria.
In troth, there's wondrous things spoke of him.
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