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Section 503
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1Ros.
2No: I wil not cast away my physick, but on those
3that are sicke. There is a man haunts the Forrest, that a
4buses our yong plants with caruing Rosalinde on their
5barkes; hangs Oades vpon Hauthornes, and Elegies on
6brambles; all (forsooth) defying the name of Rosalinde.
7If I could meet that Fancie‑monger, I would giue him
8some good counsel, for he seemes to haue the Quotidian