'COOKS, SCULLIONS—HEAR ME, EVERY MOTHER'S SON.'
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'—What! what! not shave 'em, shave 'em, shave 'em, shave 'em? Not all the world, not all the world shall save 'em. I'll shear 'em, shear 'em, as I shear my sheep!' Thus spoke the mighty monarch in his sleep: Which proves that kings in sleep a speech may make, Equal to what they utter broad awake.
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'AND NOW HIS LIFTED EYES THE CEILING SOUGHT,
AND NOW HE WHISTLED—NOT FOR WANT OF THOUGHT.'
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