One all of luxury, an ass, a madman;
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500 Wherein have I [so deserved] of you,
That you extol me thus?
Lucio. ’Faith, my lord, I spoke it but according to the trick. If you will hang me for it, you may; but I had rather it would please you I might be whipt.
505 Duke. Whipt first, sir, and hang’d after.
Proclaim it, provost, round about the city,
[Is any woman] wrong’d by this lewd fellow,
As I have heard him swear himself there’s one
Whom he begot with child, let her appear,
510 And he shall marry her: the nuptial finish’d,