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Mynors Bright translation
20s. in money, and what wine she needed, for the burying him Archbishop is a wencher, and known to be so Bold to deliver what he thinks on every occasion Cast stones with his horne crooke Court is in a way to ruin all for their pleasures Dash the brains of it out before the King's face Dog, that would turn a sheep any way which Dutch fleets being in so many places Fool's play with which all publick things are done Good purpose of fitting ourselves for another war (A Peace) He was charged with making himself popular King governed by his lust, and women, and rogues about him King is at the command of any woman like a slave King the necessity of having, at least, a show of religion Never to keep a country-house, but to keep a coach Nobody being willing to trust us for anything She has this silly vanity that she must play So every thing stands still for money They are all mad; and thus the kingdom is governed! What way a man could devise to lose so much in so little time