By my life, this is my lady’s hand! These be her very C’s, her U’s and her T’s and thus makes she her great P’s (II,v)
“M,O,A,I.” This simulation is not as the former, and yet, to crush this a little, it would bow to me, for every one of these letters are in my name. (II.v)
Daylight and champaign discovers not more. This is open. I will be proud, I will read politic authors, I will baffle Sir Toby, I will wash off gross acquaintance (II.v)
