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Falst.
I would you had but the wit: 'twere better
then your Dukedome. Good faith, this same young so
ber‑blooded Boy doth nor loue me, nor a man cannot
make him laugh: but that's no maruaile, hee drinkes no
Wine. There's neuer any of these demure Boyes come
to any proofe: for thinne Drinke doth so ouer‑coole
their blood, and making many Fish‑Meales, that they
fall into a kinde of Male Greene‑sicknesse: and then,
when they marry, they get Wenches. They are generally
Fooles, and Cowards; which some of vs should be too,
but for inflamation. A good Sherris‑Sack hath a two
fold operation in it: it ascends me into the Braine, dryes
me there all the foolish, and dull, and cruddie Vapours,