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Fab. A fustian riddle!
Sir To. Excellent wench, say I.
Mal. 'M, O, A, I, doth sway my life.' Nay, but first,
let me see, [let me see], let me see.
Fab. What dish [o'] poison has she dressed him!
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Sir To. And with what wing the [staniel] checks at it!
Mal. 'I may command where I adore.' Why, she
may command me: I serve her; she is my lady. Why, this