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Goe Philoſtrate, / Stirre vp the Athenian youth to merriments, / Awake the peart and nimble ſpirit of mirth, / Turne melancholy foorth to funerals: […]

[T]he Major began to think that Pen was growing exceedingly pert and conceited, and that the world made a great deal too much of him.

Some parled as perte · as prouyd well after, / And clappid more ffor þe coyne · þat þe kyng oweth hem / Thanne ffor comfforte of þe comyne […]

Some talked as openly, as proud well after, / And clapped more for the coin that the king owes them / Than for comfort of the common[…]]