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 1 Praise|    lend me your ears, and I’ll tell you; not those ears, I mean,
 2 Praise|       have recourse to me. But tell me, I beseech you, what
 3 Praise|       enjoy it themselves. But tell me, by Jupiter, what part
 4 Praise|        she be hoarse again and tell us the rules of honesty
 5 Praise| smoothing their skins? And now tell me, what higher letters
 6 Praise|        with my finger.~And now tell me if to wink, slip over,
 7 Praise|    their perfect wise man. But tell me pray, if the thing were
 8 Praise|       as I conceive them. I’ll tell you a thing, which at first
 9 Praise|      hold the divines. And now tell me, you wise fool, with
10 Praise|      because, having no one to tell them truth, they are forced
11 Praise|       ours who love to hear or tell feigned miracles and strange
12 Praise|      does without offense both tell princes their faults and
13 Praise|       say, should perish, than tell a lie, though never so inconsiderable.
14 Praise|       take it up; another will tell you he has lived these fifty-five
15 Praise|       the dogs a bone. And now tell me, what juggler or mountebank
16 Praise|     which the echo will better tell you than I can. They sleep
17 Praise|       they come to themselves, tell you they know not where
18 Praise| epilogue, but give me leave to tell you you are mistaken if