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low, or else make another curtsy, and fay, Farber, Urs. I know you well enough: you are signior as it please me.

.:ano Antonio. Leon. Well, niece, I hope to see you one day Ant. At a word, I am not fitted with a husband.

Urf. I know you by the wagling of your head Bear. Not till God make men of some other Ant. To tell you true, I counterfeit him. metal than earth. Would it not grieve a woman Urf. You could never do him to ill-well, unless to be over-master's with a piece of valiant duft ? you were the very man : Here's his dey, hand ? up to make account of her life to a clod of wayward and down ; you are he, you are he. ut cauri il marle ? No, uncle, I'll none: Adam's fons are Ant. At a word, I am not. .. Pantani my brethren, and truly, I hold it a fin to match in Urf. Corne, come; do you think, I do not my kindred.

know you by your excellent wit Can virtue bide Leon. Daughter, remember what I told you: if itself? Go to, mum, you are he : graces will apthe prince do solicit you in that kind, you know pear, and there's an end...!!.,, Cooper your answer.

crisi Beas. Will you not tell me who told you so Beat. The fault will be in the musick, coulin, Bere. No, you Thali pardon me., if you be not woo'd in good time: if the prince be Beat. Nor will you not tell me who you are too important!, tell him, there is measure in Beng. Not ngwa: 2/3 side of every thing, and so dance out the answer. For Beaļ. That I was disdainful and that I had my hear me, Hero, Wooing, wedding, and repent- good wit out of the Hundred merry Tales ;---Well, ing, is as a Scotch jig, a measure, and a cinque- this was signior Benedick that said fo. pace : the first fuit is hot and hasty, like a Scotch Benc. Wixat's here in N e t jig, and full as fantastical ; the wedding, mannerly Beat. I am sure, you know him well enough. modest, as a measure full of state and ancienty Bene. Not I, believe me.

A ll and then comes repentance, and, with his bad Beat. Did he never make you laugh? + legs, falls into the cinque-pace faster and faster, 'till he sink into his grave.

Beat. Why, he is the prince's jefter: a very Leon. Co-fin, you apprehend pailing Threwdly. dull fooli only his gift is in devising impoffible

Beat. I have a good eye, uncle ; I can see a landers: none but libertines delight in him ; and church by day-light.

the commendation is not in his wit, but in his vil. Leon. The revellers are entring; brother, make lainy 3; for he both pleaseth men, and angers good room.

them, and then they laugh at him, and beat him : Entor Don Pedro, Claudio, Benedick, Baltbazar; I am sure, he is in the feet; I would he had

Don Jobor, Borachio, Margarel, Ursula, and boarded me. others mask'do; possonogi n e vem pe site sunt Bene. When I know the gentleman, I'll tell

Pedro. Lady, will you walk about with your him what you say..., į misis friend?, brutor on 2429, Su n d | Beal. Do, do; he'll but break a comparison or

Hero. So you walk softly, and look sweetly, and two on me, which, peradventure, not mark'd, or say nothing. I am yours for the walk -and efpe- not laugh'd at, strikes him into melancholy ; and cially, when I walk away. By song for divi then there's a partridge ting fav'd, for the foot

Pedro. With me in your company V it will eat no fupper that night. "We mult follow Hero. I may fay for when I pleafe....Y..01! the leaders. ( oft (1912, *** f Mufick witbir.

Pedro. And when please you to fay so $1 LT Bene. In effery pood thing. A 170 i Heru. When-I-like gour favour ; for God de- Bert. Nay, if they lead to any ill, I will leave fend, che lute should be like the case !ung von them at the next furning. So

Pedro. My visor is Philemon's roof; within the Marlent Yobh, Boracbio, and Claudis. house is Jove. I am still litio in 107 Foba. Sure my brother is amorous on Hero, and

Bene. Why, then your visor should be thatch'd hath withdrawn her father to break with him Pedro. Speak low, if you speak love. . . about it : The ladies follow her, and but one visor Bene. Well, I would you did like me.'" remains.

Marg. So would not I, for your own fake ; for Böra. And that is Claudio I know him by his I have many ill qualities." para itarismi bearing 4,

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folin. Are you not signior Benedick? Marg. I lay my prayers aloud... 16.1!" Claud. You know me well, I am he.

Bene. I love you the better; the hearers may Fohn. Signior, you are very near my brother in cry ameni, te su vi som

man eng his love : he is enamour'd on Hero ; I pray you, Marg. God match me with a good dancer !" " diffuade him from her, she is no equat for his Balth. Amen. Dies sont

birth; you may do the part of an honest man in Marg. And God keep him out of my light when it. the dance is done b-Answer, clerk. 'ls

Claud. How know you he loves her Balıb. No more words; the clerk is answerd. I gabin. I heard him twear his affection."

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Bora. So did I tpo; and he swore. he would, have bestow'd on you, who, as I take it, have marty ber lo-night."

Ito!’n his bird's nest." Jobs. Come, let us to the banquet., L. Pedre. I will buc teach them to fing, and restore

* [Exeunt John ard Borg. them to the owner.. Cloud. Thus answer I in name of Benedick, Bene. If their finging answer your saying, by Bur drear these ill news with the ears of Claudio. my faith, you say honestlý.".

Tis certain fo :-the prince wooes for himself. | Pedro. The lady Beatrice hath a quarrel to yout; Friendship is constant in all other things, the gentleman, that danc'd with her, told her, the Save in the office and affairs of love :

is much wrong'a by you. Therefore, all hearts in love use their own tongues : Bene. O, the misus'd 'me past the endurance of Let every eye negotiate for itself,

a block : an oak, but with one green leaf on it, And Irudi no agent : for beauty is a witch, would have answer'd her ; my very visor began to Asant whole charms faith melteth into blood. allume life and fcold with her: She told me, not This is an accident of hourly proof,

thinking I had been myself, that I was the prince's Which I miftruited not: Farewell cherefore, Hero.jester; and that I was duller than a great thaw; Re-enter Benedick.

huddling jest upon jest, with such impoffible conBr. Count Claudio ? v

veyance, upon me, that I food like a man at a Claud. Yea, the same..,

maik, with a whole army thooting at me: She Bon Come, will you go with me? Jipeaks poignards, and every word ftabs ? if her Clare Whither **

breath were as terrible as hier terminations, there Bere. Even to the next willow, about your own were no living near her, she would infect to the bafieis, count. What fashion will you wear the north ftar. I would not marry her, though The parland of About your neck, like an usurer's were enduwéd with all that Adam had left hima dan? or under your arm, like a lieutenant's before he transgress'&: she would have made Herkarf? You must wear it one way, for the prince cules have turnd spit ; 'yea, and have čleft his club hath got your Hero..

to make the fire too. Come, talk not of her ; Clad I with him joy of her...

you shall find her the infernal Até in good appaBac Why, that's spoken like an honest dro-rel, I would to God, fome scholar would conjure FET; So they sell bullocks. But did you think the her for, certainly, while she is here, a man may prince would have served you chus ?

live as quiet in hell, as in a sanctuary; and people • Cland. I pray you leave me.

fin upon purpose, t cause they would go thither : Bexz. Ho! now you strike like the blind man; |fo, indeed, all difquiet, horror, and perturbation twa the boy that stole your meat, and you' 11 Beat follow her. the pot. 3 T I !

Enter Claudio, Beatrice, Leonato, and Hero.. Claed. If it will not be, I'll leave you. [Exit, Pedro. Look, here she comes.

Bane. Ales, poor hurt fowl! Now' will he creep! Bene. Will your' grace command me any service into ledges. But, that my lady Beatrice should to the world's end ! I will go on the flightest erknow me, and not know me! The prince's fool : rand now to the Antipodes, that you can devise to -Ha? it may be I go under thar title, because rend me on ; I will fetch you a tooth-picker now. 1.39 merry-Yea; but fo; I am apt to do my from the farthest inch of Asia; bring you the ki wrong: I am not lo reputed : it is the base, length of Prefter John's foot ; fetch you a hair off dough bitter difpofition of Beatrice, that puts the the great Cham's beard ; do you any emballage to world into her person, and so gives me out. Well, the Pigmies, rather than hold three words confetID be revengd as I may.

ence with this harpy: Yon have ne employmen Re-exter Don Pedro. ho 336 1.4 All for me? " OH!* 3!!.. MAD "!!, fj Buti Pedra. Now, fignior, where's the count? Did Pedro. None, but to defire your good company.

| Bene. O God, fir, here's a dith I love not; I.cana Baz. Troth, my lord, I have played the part of not endure my lady Tongue.

Bolf014 Lady Farne. I found him here as mclancholy as a Pedro. Come, lady, come you have lost the bige in a warten; I told him, and, I think, I told heart of signior Benedick. him true, that your grace had got the good will of Peat. Indeed, my lord, he lent it me a while ;

young lady; and I offered him my company to and I gave him use for it, a double heart for a i willow tree, either to make him a garland, as fingle one : 'marry, once before he won it rof me beng forsaken, or to bind him up a rod, as being with false dice, therefore your grace may well say, worthy to be whipt.

I have lost it. - ibid. Peára. To be whipt! What's his fault? | Pedro, You have put him down, lady, you have Bere. The flat transgression of a school-boy ;| put him down. ... deildinni og whe, being overjoy'd with finding a bird's nest, Beat. So I would not he should do me, my lord, hoews it his companion, and he steals it.

left I should prove the mother of fools. I have Pedre. Wilt thou make a trust a tranfgreffion? brought count Claudio, whom ynu feit neco seek. The transgreffion is in the stealer.

1 Pedro. Why, how now, count ?whitefore are Bar. Yet it had not been amiss, the rod had you sad? been made, and the garland too; for the garland) Claud. Not fad, my lord.') ) ? emigtes have worn himself, and the rod he might: Pedro. How then ? sick?

Claud.

"Claud. Neither, my lord.""

I Claud. To-morrow, my tvrd: Time goes ont Beat. The count is neither fad, nor fick, nor crutches, till love have all his rites. merry, nor well : but civil, count; civil as an Leon. Not till Monday, my dear son, which is orange, and something of that jealous complexion. hence a just seven-night : and a time too brief too,

Pedro. I'faith, lady, I think your blazón to be to have all things answer my mind. true; though, I'll be worn, if he be fo, his con- | Pedro. Come, you take the head at so long ceit is false. Here, Claudio, I have wooed in thy a breathing i but, I warrant thee, Claudio, the name, and fair Hero is won; I have broke with time shall not go dully by us ; 'I will in the interim, her father, and his good will obtained; name the undertake one of Hercules' labours; which is, to day of marriage, and God give thee joy!... bring signior Benedick and the lady Beatrice into *Leon, Count, take of me my daughter, and with a mountain of affection, the one with the other. I her my fortunes : his grace hath made the match, would fain have it a match; and I doubt not to and all grace say. Amen to it!

fashion it, if you three will but minister such afBeat. Speak, count, 'tis your cue.

fiftance as I shall give you direction. * Claud. Silence is the perfccteft herald of joy : 1 Lion. My lord, I am for you, though it coft nie were but litrie bappy, if I could say how much.— ten nights' watchings. Lady, as you are mine, I am youts : I give away! Claud. And I, my lord. myself for you, and doat upon the exchange. Pedro. And you too, gentle Hero?

Beat. Speak, cousin : or, if you cannot, stop his Hero. I will do any modeft office, my lord, to mouth with a kiss, and let him not speak neither. help my cousin to a good husband.

Pedro. In faith, 'lady, you have a merry heart. Pedro. And Benedick is not the unhopefulleft

Beat. Yea, my lord; I thank it, poor fool, it husband that I know : thus får I can praise him ; keeps on the windy side of care :--My cousin tells he is of a noble (train, of approv'd valour, and conhim in his ear, that he is in her heart.

firm'd honesty. I will teach you how to humou 1. Claud. And so she doth, coulin.

your cousin, that the shall fall in love with BeneBeat. Good lord, for alliance !Thus goes every dick :-And I, with your two helps, will so prac. one to the world! but I, and I am sun-burn'd; I tile on Benedick, that in despight of his quick may fit in a corner, and cry, heigh-ho! for a hul- wit and his queasy stomach, he shall fall in love band.

with Beatrice. If we can do this, Cupid is no Pedro. Lady Beatrice, I will get you one. longer an archer ; his glory shall be ours, for we

Beat. I would rather have one of your father's are the only love-gads. Go in with me, and I wilt getting : Hath your grace ne'er a brother like you tell you my drift.

. [Exeunt. Your father got excellent husbands, if a maid

S CE N E IL. Lt could come by them.. Pedro. Will you have me, lady? .

Another Apartmxéns in "Letra:e's House. ... Beat. No, my lord, unlefs I might have another m E nter Don yohn and Borackis. for working days; your grace is too costly lo wear yours. It is lo; the count Claudio fhall marry the every day :-But, I beseech your grace, pardon daughter of Leonato. , me I was born to speak all mirth, and no matter. Bara. Yea, my lord, but I can cross it. ** Pedro. Your filence most offends me, and to be your. Any bar, any crois, any impediment will merry best becomes you; for, out of question, you be medicinable to nie ; I am fick in displeasure to Were, born in a merry hour..

him; and whatsoever comes athwart his affection, * Bear. - No, sure, my lord, my mother cry'd ; ranges evenly with mine. How canst thou cruis but then there was a star danc'd, and under that I this marriage was born. Cousins, God give you joy.

Bord. Not honefly, my lord; but so covertly - Leon. Niece, will you look to those things I told that no dühonesty shall appear in me. you of ?

Fobr. Shew me briefly how. Bear. I cry you mercy, uncle.-By your grace's Bera. I think, I told your lordship, a year since, pardon.

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[Exit Beatrice. how much I am in the favour of Margaret, the Pedro: By my troth, a pleasant-spirited lady. waiting gentlewoman to Hero.

Leon. There's little of the melancholy element Jobz. I remember. : In her, my lord: The is never fad, but when the Bora. I čas, at any un seasonable instant of the Sleepsand not ever sad then; for I have heard my night, appoint her to look out at her lady's cham

daughter fay, the hath often dream'd of unhappi-ber window. - pess, and wak'd herself with laughing. I Fobr. What life is , in that, to be the death of

Pedro. She cannot endure to hear tell of a husband. this marriage?

Leon. O, by no means; the mocks all her wovers Bora, The poison of that lies in you to temper our of suit.

Go you to the prince your brother; spare not to tell Pedro. She were an excellent wife for Benedick. him, that he hath wrong'd his lionour in marrying . Leon. O Lord, my lord, if they were but a the renown'd Claudio (whose estimation do you week marry'd, they would talk themselves mad. mightily hold up) to a contaminated stalc, such a

Pedro, Count Clandio, when mean you to go one as Hero. so church i

| Jobri. What proof shall I make of that? * To go to the world was a phrase then in use, signifying, lo be married. · 2 Unhappiness here fignifics, a wild, waAion, unlucky trick.

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riage.

Baa. Proof enough to misuse the prince, to vex janother virtuous; yet I am well : but till all graces Claadio, to undo Hero, and kill Leonato : Look be in one woman, one woman shall not come in you for any other issue ?

my grace. Rich she shall be, that's certain ; wise, Fobe. Only to despite them, I will endeavour or I'll none; virtuous, or I'll never cheapen her ; any thing.

fair, or I'll never look on her ; mild, or come Bara. Go then, find me a meet hour to draw not near me ; 'noble, or not I for an angel ; of Doa Pedro, and the count Claudio, alone : tell good discourse, an excellent musician, and her hair them, tha you know Hero loves me ; intend a shall be of what colour it please God. Ha! the kind of zeal both to the prince and Claudio, as-prince :und monsieur Love? I will hide me in the in a love of your brother's honour who hath made arbour.

[Wirbdraws. this match; and his friend's reputation, who is thus Enter Don Pedro, Leonato, Claudio, and Balihazar. like to be cozen'd with the semblance of a maid, Pedro. Come, shall we hear this musick? that you have discover'd thus. They will scarcely Claud. Yea, my good lord :-How still the believe this without trial: Offer them instances ;

evening is, which shall bear no lefs likelihood, than to see me As hush'd on purpose to grace harmony ! z her chamber window ; hear me call Margaret, Pedro. See you where Benedick hath hid himself? Hero; hear Margaret term me Claudio; and bring Claud. O very well, my lord: the mufick ended, them to see this, the very night before the in- We'll fit the "kid-fox with a penny-worth. tended wedding : for, in the mean time, I will ro Pedro. Come, Balthazar, we'll hear that song again. fathion the matter, that Hero Thall be absent ; and Balth. O good my lord, tax not so bad a voice there shall appear such seeming truth of Hero's To Nander musick any more than once. Cloyalty, that jealousy shall be call'd assurance, Pedro. It is the witness full of excellency, and all the preparation over-thrown.

To put a strange face on his own perfection : Jehr. Grow this to what adverse issue it can, I pray thee, sing, and let me woo no more. I will put it in practice: Be cunning in the work. Balıb. Because you talk of wooing, I will sung: ing this, and thy fee is a thousand ducats.

Since many a wooer doth commence his suit Bera. Be thou constant in the accusation, and To her he thinks not worthy; yet he wooes; my cunning thall not shame me.

Yet will he swear he loves.
Yoha. I will presently go learn their day of mar-Pedro. Nay, pray thee, come:

[Excunt. Or, if thou wilt hold longer argument,

Do it in notes.
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| Balıb. Note this before my notes,
Leonato's Orchard.

There's not a note of mine, that's worth the noting. Enter Benedick and a boy.

Pedro. Why these are very crotchets that he speaks; Bz, Boy,

Note, notes, forsooth, and noting! Boy. Signior.

Bene. Now, Divine air! now is his soul rae Bere. In my chamber-window lies a book ; bring virh'd !-Is it not strange, that sheeps guts should It hither to me in the orchard.

hale souls out of men's bodies _Well, a hora for Boy. I am here already, fir.

my money, when all's done. Bere. I know that ;-but I would have thee

SONG. heace, and here again. (Exit Boy.]--I do much wonder, that one man, seeing how much another

Sigh no more, ladies, Sigh no more, man is a fool when he dedicates his behaviours to

Men were degcivers ever ; love, will, after he hath laugh'd at such shallows

One foot in sea, and one on share; follies in others, become the argument of his own

To one thing constant never : fcom, by falling in love : And such a man is Clau

Then figh not fo, dio. I have known, when there was no mufick

But let them go, with him but the drum and the fife ; and now had he

And be you blish and bonny ; raber hear the tabor and the pipe: I have known,

Converting all your sounds of war when he would have walk'd ten mile afoot, to see

Into, Hey nonny, nonny: a good armour; and now will he lye ten nights

Sing no more ditries, ling no mo zwake, carving the fashion of a new doubler. Hel?

The Of dumps fo dull and heavy ; was wont to speak plain, and to the purpose, like

· The frauds of men were ever los . aa honest man, and a soldier ; and now is he turn'd

Since fummer first was leavy. orthographer; his words are a very fantastical dan

Then ligh not jo, &c. quet, just so many strange dishes. May I be sol converted, and see with these eyes? I cannot tell; Pedro. By my troth, a good song , I think not: I will not be sworn, but love may Baith. And an ill singer, my lord." transform me to an oyster ; but I'll take my oath Pedro. Ha? no, no, faith ; thou fing'st well da it, till he have made an oyster of me, he mall enough for a shift. never make me such a foul. One woman is fair; Bene. [Alide.] An he had been a dog, that should yet I an well ; another is wise; yet I am weil : have howld thus, they would have hang'd him :

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and, I pray God, his bad voice bode no mischief ! tween the sheet ? I had as lief have heard the night-raven, come what Claud. That. plague could have come after it.

L Loon. O, the tore the letter into a thousand halfPedro. Yea, marry ;--Dost thou hear,Balthazar? pence 2 ; rail'd at berself, that the should be so I pray thee, get us fome excellent musick; for immodest to write to one that she knew would to-morrow night we would have it at the lady fout her : I measure bim, says she, by my own spirit; Hero's chamber-window.

for, I should flout bin, if be writ to me; yea, ebough Balıb. The best I can, my lord. (Ex. Balıbazar. [I love bim, I should.

Pedro. Do lo: farewell. Come hither, Leonato; Claud. Then down upon her knees the falls, What was it you told me of to-day, that your niece sweeps, fobs, beats her heart, tears her hair, prays, Beatrice was in love with fignior Benedick ? curses ;---0 sweet Benedick.' God give me patience.

Claud. O, ay;--Stalk on, stalk on, the fowl Leon. She doth indeed; my daughter says fo : fits 1. [-Ajide to Pedro.] I did never think that lady and the ecitacy hath so much overborne her, that would have lov'd any man.

my daughter is sometime afraid she will do derLeon. No, nor I neither ; but most wonderful, perate outrage to herself; It is very true. that the should so dote on fignior Benedick, whom Pedro. It were good, that Benedick knew of it she hath in all outward behaviours seem'd ever to by some other, if she will not discover it. abhor.

Claud. To what end ? He would but make a Bene. Is't possible? Sits the wind in that corner?sport of it, and torment the poor lady worse.

Alide. Pedro. An he should, it were an alms to hang Leon. By my troth, my lord, I cannot tell what him : She's an excellent sweet lady; and, out of to think of it, but that she loves him with an en- all suspicion, she is virtuous. raged affection :-it is past the infinite of thought. Claud. And she is exceedling wise. Pedro. May be, the doth but counterfeit.

Pedro. In every thing, but in loving Benedick. Claud. Faith, like enough.

| Leon. O my lord, wildom and blood combating Lcon. ( God! counterfeit! There never was in fo tender a body, we have ten proofs to one counterfeit of pailion came so near the life of par- that blood hath the victory. I am sorry for her, fion, as the discovers it.

as I have just cause, being her uncle and her Ped o. Why, what effects of paflion shows the ? guardian. Clund. Bait the hook well; this fith will bite. Pedro. I would, she had bestowed this dotage

[-Aside. Con me; I would have dall'd 3 all other respects, Leon. What effects, my lord! She will fit you, and made her half myself: I pray you, tell BeneYou heard my daughter tell you how.

dick of it, and hear what he will say. Claud. She did, indeed.

Leon. Were it good, think you? Pedro. How, how, I pray you? You amaze Claud. Hero thinks surely, the will die : for me : I would have thought her spirit had been in the says, she will die if he love her not; and the vincible against all assaults of affection.

will die ere the make her love known; and the Leon. I would have sworn it had, my lord; espe- will dic if he woo her, rather than she will bate cially against Benedick.

Jone breath of her accuítom'd crossness. Bene. Aside.] I should think this a gull, but Pedro. She doth well: if she should make tenthat the white-bearded fellow speaks it : knavery der of her love, 'tis very poflible, he'll scorn it ; cannot, sure, hide himself in such reverence for the man, as you know all, hath a contemptible * Claud. He hath ta'en the infection ; hold it up. Ifpirit.

[uide. Claud. He is a very proper man. Pedro. Hath she made her affection known to Pedro. He hath, indeed, a good outward hapBenedick?

Ipiness. Leon. No; and swears she never will : that's! Claud. 'Fore God, and in my mind very wise. her torment.

1 Pedro. He dotii, indeed, shew fomc sparks that Claud. 'Tis true, indeed ; so your daughter says : are like wit. Sball I, says thé, that have lo oft ercounter'd bin Lon. And I take him to be valiant. with fiorn, write to in ebui I love him?

l'idro. As llełłor, I allure you: and in the Leon. This says the nos when she is beginning managing of quarels you may say he is wife ; for to write to him: for she'll be up twenty times a- either he avoids them will great discretion, or unnight ; and there she will fit in her mock, 'till dertakes them with a christian-like fear. Ine have writ a sheet of paper :--my daughter teils Leon. If he do fear God, he muit neceffarily us all.

keep peace; if he break the peace, he ought Claud. Now you talk of a sheet of paper, I re- to enter into a quarrel with fear and trembling. member a pretty jest your daughter told us of. Pedro. And so will he do; for the man doth

Leon. Ong-When the had writ it, and was read- fear Gox, howsoever it seems not in him, by fome ing it over, she found Benedick and Beatrice be- Ilarge jefts he will make. Well, I am sorry for

1. This alludes to the practice of Chooting with a stalking-horse; by which the fowler anciently concealed himself from the fight of the game. 2 That is, into a thousand picces of the same bigneis. 3 To daj, like to doff, means to do off, to put aside. 4 i. c. contemptuous.

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