| (barely recovered from foolish blow on head)
"You look not well, Signior ......;
You have too much respect upon the world;
They lose it that do buy it with much care;
Believe me, you are marvellously changed."
"I hold the world but as the world, ....;
A stage where every man must play a part,
And mine a sad one." "Let me play the fool;
With mirth and laughter let old wrinkles come,
And let my liver rather heat with wine
Than my heart cool with mortifying groans.
Why should a man, whose blood is warm within,
Sit like his grandsire cut in alabaster?"
What names must be inserted?
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