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Section 183
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1Fal.
2Hold Sirha, beare you these Letters tightly,
3Saile like my Pinnasse to these golden shores.
4Rogues, hence, auaunt, vanish like haile‑stones;
5goe,
6Trudge; plod away ith' hoofe: seeke shelter, packe:
7Falstaffe will learne the
8honor of the age,