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When roasted crabs hiss in the bowl, [910]
Then nightly sings the staring owl:
‘Tu-whit
Tu-who!’ - a merry note,
While greasy Joan doth keel the pot.
ARMADO
The words of Mercury are harsh after the songs [915] of Apollo. You that
way; we this way.
Exeunt.
