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You Speak An Infinite Deal Of Nothing.

Some Men There Are Love Not A Gaping Pig, Some That Are Mad If They Behold A Cat, And Others When The Bagpipe Sings I The Nose Cannot Contain Their Urine.

Shall I Not Take Mine Ease In Mine Inn But I Shall Have My Pocket Picked?

Robust Grass Endures Mighty Winds; Loyal Ministers Emerge Through Ordeal.

I Hourly Learn A Doctrine Of Obedience.