handle, though they come to him by the gross: inkles, caddisses,
cambrics, lawns: why, he sings 'em over as they
were gods [or] goddesses; you would think a smock were a
she-angel, he so chants to the [sleeve-hand] and the work
about the square on't.
Clo. Prithee bring him in; and let him approach singing.
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Per. Forewarn him that he use no scurrilous words in's
tunes. [[Exit] Servant.
Clo. You have of these pedlars, that have more in [them]