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Mynors Bright translation
Beginnings of discontents take so much root between us Eat some of the best cheese-cakes that ever I eat in my life Hugged, it being cold now in the mornings . . . . I would not enquire into anything, but let her talk Ill-bred woman, would take exceptions at anything any body said Kingdom will fall back again to a commonwealth Little content most people have in the peace Necessary, and yet the peace is so bad in its terms Never laughed so in all my life. I laughed till my head ached Nobody knows which side will be uppermost Sermon ended, and the church broke up, and my amours ended also Spends his time here most, playing at bowles Take pins out of her pocket to prick me if I should touch her The gates of the City shut, it being so late They want where to set their feet, to begin to do any thing Troubled to think what trouble a rogue may without cause give Wise men do prepare to remove abroad what they have