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Andrew Macphail, comp.  The Book of Sorrow.  1916.
IV. Inevitable
‘The mad days that I have spent’
By William Shakespeare (1564–1616)
From ‘The Second Part of Henry IV’, Act III. Scene 2.

  SHALLOW.  The mad days that I have spent; and to see how many of mine old acquaintance are dead!
  SILENCE.  We shall all follow, cousin.
  SHALLOW.  Certain, ’tis certain; very sure, very sure: death, as the Psalmist saith, is certain to all; all shall die. How a good yoke of bullocks at Stamford fair?
  SILENCE.  Truly, cousin, I was not there.
  SHALLOW.  Death is certain. Is old Double of your town living yet?        5
  SILENCE.  Dead, sir.
  SHALLOW.  Jesu! Jesu! dead! a’ drew a good bow; and dead! a’ shot a fine shoot: John a Gaunt loved him well, and betted much money on his head. Dead! a’ would have clapped i’ the clout at twelve score; and carried you a forehand shaft a fourteen and fourteen and a half, that it would have done a man’s heart good to see. How a score of ewes now?
  SILENCE.  Thereafter as they be: a score of good ewes may be worth ten pounds.
  SHALLOW.  And is old Double dead!

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