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Ten day ago I drowned these news in tears;
And now, to add more measure to your woes,
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Ten day ago I drowned these news in tears;
And now, to add more measure to your woes,
I come to tell you things sith then befallen.
We don't consider ourselves equal opportunity anythings, because that's not - you know, that's the beauty of fake journalism. We read more
We don't consider ourselves equal opportunity anythings, because that's not - you know, that's the beauty of fake journalism. We don't have to - we travel in fake ethics.
News, news, news, my gossiping friends,
I have wonderful news to tell,
A lady by me her read more
News, news, news, my gossiping friends,
I have wonderful news to tell,
A lady by me her compliments sends;
And this is the news from Hell!
Master, master, old news! And such news as you never heard of!
Master, master, old news! And such news as you never heard of!
Ill news is wing'd with fate, and flies apace.
Ill news is wing'd with fate, and flies apace.
He's gone, and who knows how may he report
Thy words by adding fuel to the flame?
He's gone, and who knows how may he report
Thy words by adding fuel to the flame?
Prithee, friend,
Pour out the pack of matter to mine ear,
The good and the bad together: read more
Prithee, friend,
Pour out the pack of matter to mine ear,
The good and the bad together: he's friends with Caesar,
In state of health, thou say'st, and thou say'st, free.
(Celia:) Here come Monsieur Le Beau.
(Rosalind:) With his mouth full of news.
(Celia:) Which he will read more
(Celia:) Here come Monsieur Le Beau.
(Rosalind:) With his mouth full of news.
(Celia:) Which he will put on us as pigeons feed their young.
(Rosalind:) Then shall we be news-crammed.
My heart hath one poor string to stay it by,
Which holds but till thy news be uttered,
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My heart hath one poor string to stay it by,
Which holds but till thy news be uttered,
And then all this thou seest is but a clod
And module of confounded royalty.