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With mirth and laughter let old wrinkles come,
And let my liver rather heat with wine
Than read more
With mirth and laughter let old wrinkles come,
And let my liver rather heat with wine
Than my heart cool with mortifying groans.
And mo the merier is a Prouerbe eke.
[The more the merrier.]
And mo the merier is a Prouerbe eke.
[The more the merrier.]
Jog on, jog on, the foot-path way,
And merrily hent the stile-a.
A merry heart goes all read more
Jog on, jog on, the foot-path way,
And merrily hent the stile-a.
A merry heart goes all the day,
Your sad tires in a mile-a.
Merrily, merrily shall I live now
Under the blossom that hangs on the bough.
Merrily, merrily shall I live now
Under the blossom that hangs on the bough.
(Pedro:) In faith, lady, you have a merry heart.
(Beatrice:) Yea, my lord; I thank it, poor fool, it read more
(Pedro:) In faith, lady, you have a merry heart.
(Beatrice:) Yea, my lord; I thank it, poor fool, it keeps on the
windy side of care.
Therefore they thought it good for hear a play
And frame your mind to mirth and merriment,
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Therefore they thought it good for hear a play
And frame your mind to mirth and merriment,
Which bars a thousand harms and lengthens life.
The glad circle round them yield their souls
To festive mirth, and wit that knows no gall.
The glad circle round them yield their souls
To festive mirth, and wit that knows no gall.
Berowne they call him; but a merrier man,
Within the limit of becoming mirth,
I never spent read more
Berowne they call him; but a merrier man,
Within the limit of becoming mirth,
I never spent an hour's talk withal.
To move wild laughter in the throat of death?
It cannot be; it is impossible:
Mirth cannot read more
To move wild laughter in the throat of death?
It cannot be; it is impossible:
Mirth cannot move a soul in agony.