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  • I know them, yea,
    And what they weigh, even to the utmost scruple;
    Scambling, out-facing, fashion-mong'ring boys,
    That lie, and cog, and flout, deprave, and slander,
    Go antickly, and show outward hideousness,
    And speak off half a dozen dangerous words,
    How they might hurt their enemies, if they durst;
    And this is all.

    William Shakespeare, John Payne Collier (1858). “Much ado about nothing. Love's labour's lost. Midsummer night's dream. Merchant of Venice. As you like it. Taming of the shrew. All's well that ends well. Twelfth night”, p.71