Let me tell you how I like it / If we’re all in a crowd / I like to be the one they single out / Let me tell you how to please me / Can you get it crunk and make my body jump?

Offence? As I'm a Perſon, I'm aſhamed of you—Fogh! how you ſtink of Wine! Dee think my Niece will ever endure ſuch a Borachio! you'r an abſolute Borachio.

It's made from pure gold.

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