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Ser.
Hee hath Ribbons of all the colours i’th Raine
bow; Points, more
then all the Lawyers in Bohemia, can
learnedly
handle, though they come to him by th’grosse:
Inckles, Caddysses,
Cambrickes, Lawnes: why he sings
em ouer, as they were Gods, or
Goddesses: you would
thinke a Smocke were a shee‑Angell, he so
chauntes to
the sleeue‑hand, and the worke about the square
on’t.