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And did you leave him in this contemplation? |
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And did you leave him like this? |
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We did, my lord, weeping and commenting |
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Upon the sobbing deer. |
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We did, my lord, weeping and carrying on about the sobbing deer. |
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Show me the place. |
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I love to cope him in these sullen fits, |
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For then he's full of matter. |
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Take me to him. I love to argue with him when he's having one of these fits, because then he always has a lot to say. |
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I'll bring you to him straight. |
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I'll bring you to him right away. |
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