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Autolycus. I am a poor fellow, sir.
Camillo. Why, be so still; here's nobody will steal that from thee.
My father named me Autolycus, who being, as I am, littered under Mercury, was likewise a snapper-up of unconsidered trifles.
What a fool Honesty is! and Trust, his sworn brother, a very simple gentleman!
If I had a mind to be honest, I see Fortune would not suffer me: she drops booties in my mouth.
Lawn as white as driven snow,
Cyprus black as e'er was crow,
Jog on, jog on, the footpath way,
And merrily hent the stile-a.
I see this is the time that the unjust man doth thrive.
Though I am not naturally honest, I am so sometimes by chance.
When daffodils begin to peer,
With heigh, the doxy over the dale,
If you had but looked big and spit at him, he'd have run.
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