Duchess Duchess I will not ride to-day. Duke Duke How now, what’s this? Duchess Duchess My Lord, I cannot go. Duke Duke What, pale face, do you dare to stand against me? Why, I could set you on a sorry jade And lead you through the town, till the low rabble You feed toss up their hats and mock at you. Duchess Duchess Have you no word of kindness ever for me? Duke Duke I hold you in the hollow of my hand And have no need on you to waste kind words. Duchess Duchess
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