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peace at home, that our armies join not in a hot Upon the power and puiffance of the king. dry; for, by the Lord, I take but two shirts out Haft. Our present musters grow upon the file with me, and I mean not to sweat extraordinarily : To five and twenty thousand men of choice; if it be a hot day, an I brandith any thing but my And our supplies live largely in the hope bottle, I would I might never fpit white again. Of great Northumberland, whose bosom burns There is not a dangerous action can peep out his With o incensed fire of injuries. head, but I am thrust upon it: Well, I cannot Bard. The question then, lord Hastings, standlast ever : But it was always yet the trick of our

eth thus ; Englith nation, if they have a good thing, to make Whether our present five and twenty thousand it too common. If you will needs say, I am an May hold up head without Northumberland. old man, you should give me reft. I would to God, Hal. With him, we may. my name were not fo terrible to the enemy as it Bard. Ay, marry, there's the point ; is. I were betterto be eaten to death with a rust, But if without him we be thought too feeble, Than to be scour'd to nothing with perpetual My jugement is, we should not step too far motion.

'Till we had his affiftance by the hand: Cb. Juft

. Well, be honest, be honest; And For, in a theme fo bloody-fac'd as this, heaven bless your expedition!

Conjecture, expectation, and surmise Fal. Will your lordship lend me a thousand Of aids uncertain, mould not be admitted. pound to furnish me forth

York. 'Tis very true, lord Bardolph; for, indeed, Ch. Juft. Not a penny, not a penny; you are It was young Hotspur's cafe at Shrewsbury. too impatient to bear crosses 2. Fare you well : Bard. It was, my lord; who lind himself with Commend me to my cousin Weftmorcland. [Exis.

hope, Fal. If I do, fillip me with a three-man bee-Eating the air on promise of supply, tle 3.A man can no more fepurate age and co-Flattering himself with project of a power vetousness, than he can part young limbs and leche- Much smaller than the finallest of his thoughts: Ty : but the gout galls the one, and the pox pinches And fo, with great imagination, the other ; and so both the degrees prevent + my Proper to madmen, led his powers to death, curses.- Boy

An, winking, leap'd into destruction. Paze. Sir ?

Hat. But, by your leave, it never yet did hurt, Fal. What money is in my purse?

To lay down likelihoods, and forms of hope. Page. Seven groats and two-pence.

Bard. Yes, in this present quality of war, Fal. I can get no remedy against this confump- Indeed of instant action : A cause on foot tion of the purse : borrowing only lingers and Lives fo- in hope, as in an early spring lingers it out, but the diseafe is incurable.--Go bear we see the appearing buds; which, to prove fruit, this letter to my lord of Lancaster ; this to the Hope gives not so much warrant, as despair, prince ; this to the earl of Westmoreland ; and That frosts will bite them. When we mean to build, this to old mistress Ursula, whom I fuave weekly We first survey the plot, then draw the model ; Tworn to marry since I perceiv'd the first white And when we see the figure of the house, hair on my chin : About it ; you know where to Then must we rate the cost of the erection : find me. (Exit Page.] A pox of this gout ! or, a Which if we find outweighs ability, gout of this pox! for the one, or the other, plays What do we then, but draw anew the mode the rogue with my great toe. It is no matter, if In fewer offices; or, at least, desist I do lialt ; I have the wars for my colour, and my To build at all? Much more in this great work, pension fhall seem the more reasonable : A good (Which is, almost, to pluck a kingdom down, wit will make use of any thing; I will turn dit. And set another up) 1hould we survey cales to commodity s.

[Exit. The plot of situation, and the model ; SC N E III.

Content upon a sure foundation ;

Question survevors; know our own estatc,
The Archbijirep of York's Palace.

How able such a work to undergo,
Enter the Archbishop of sork, Lord Haflings, Thomas To weigh against his opposite; or else,
Morubray (Earl Marfiai), and Lord Bardolph. We fortify in paper, and in figures,
York. Thus have you heard our cause, and know Using the names of men instead of men :

Like one, that draws the model of a house
And, my molt noble friends, I pray you all, Beyond his power to build it; who, half through,
Speak plainly your opinions of our hopes Gives o'er, and leaves his part-created cost
And first, lord marshal, what say you to its A naked subject to the weeping clouds,

Mowb. I well allow the occalion of our arms; And walte for churlish winter's tyranny. But gladly would be better satisfied,

Haft. Grant, that our hopes (yet likely of fair birth, How, in our means, we should advance ourselves Should be still-born, and that we now pofsefs'd To look with terehead bold and big enough The very utmost man of expectation :

I j. e. May I never have my stomach inflamed again with liquor; to spie white, being the confequence of invad heat.

2 A quibhule was probably here interded on the word cross, which meant a soin so called, because itamped with a cross, as well as a disappointment or trouble,

3 A becule wielded byitre mun. Hie, anti ipsieiny curios. 5 i. c. profit, felf-intercft.

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our means ;

I think, we are a body strong enough,

Their over-greedy love hath surfeited : Even as we are, to equal with the king.

An habitation giddly and ensure Bard. What is the king but five and twenty Hata he that buildeth on the vulgar heart. thoutand ?

[Bardolph. ( thou fond many! with what loud applaute Hoji. To 11, no more; nay, not so much, lors Didit thou beat heaven with blering Bulingbroke,', For las divisions, as the times do brawl, Before he was what thou would'It have him be? Are in three heads: one power against the French, And being now trimın'd up in thine own delires, And one against Glendower; pxrforce, a third Thou, beally feeder, at to full of him, Must take up us: fo is the infirm king That thou provok'it thyself to catt him up. In three divided ; and his coilers found

S1, fo, thou common dog, didtt thou ditgorge With hollow poverty and emptinefs. [together, Thy glutton botom of the royal Richard ;

York. That he Nould draw his several strengtlis And now thou would'It eat thy dend vomit up, And come againit us in full puillance,

And howl'lt to find it. What truit is in these times? Need not be dreaded.

They that, when Richard liv’d, would have him die, Haft. If he thould do so,

Are now become enamour'd on his grave : He leaves his back unarm’d, the French and Welsh Thou, that threw'st duft upon his goodiy head, Baying him at the heels : never feir that. [ther : When through proud London he came fighing on

Bard. Who, is it like, should lead his forces hi- After the admired heels of Bolingbroke,

Hall. The duke of Lancaster, and Westmoreland: Cry'st now, 0 ca tb, gite us that king again, A rainst the Welth, himieli, and Harry Monmouth: zind take sbou this! O thoughts of men accurft! But who is substituted 'gainst the French, Past, and to come, seem beit; things present, worst. I have no certain notice.

Mowb. Shall we go draw our numbers, and set York. Let us on; And publish the occasion of our arms.

Huft. We are time's subjects, and time bids be The commonwealth is fick of their own choice,

gone.

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master Phang, hold him sure ;-good master Snare, Aftreet in London.

let him not 'scape. He comes continually to Pyi. Eruer Hofiefs; Pbung, and bis bay, with ber ; ard corner; (Taving your m2howds) to buy a faddle ; Snare folloruing.

and he's indited to dinner to the lubbar's 2 head in

Hof. MASTER Chang, have you enter'd the

action!

I pray ye, since my exion is enter'd, and my case Pbarig. It is enter'd.

for openly known to the world, let him be brought Holi. Where is your yeoman? Is it a lufty yec- in to his answer. A hundred mark is a long loan man will a' (tand to't?

for a poor lone woman 3 to bear : and I have Phng. Sirrah, where's Snare ?

brne, and borne, and borne ; and have been fubd Hoft. O Lord, ay ; good matter Snare.

oft, and fub'd oti, from this day to that day, that it Snare. Here, here.

is a shame to be thought on. There is no honetty Pban · Snare, we must arrest fir John Falstaff. in tuch dealing; unless a woman should be made

Heft. Ay, good matter Snare ; I have enter'dan' ars, and a beart, to bear every knave's him and all.

wrong. Snare. It may chance cost some of us our lives, Enir Sir John Fais::f, Burd-Iph, and the Pare. for he will tab.

Yonder he comes; and that arrint mamsey-note 4 H.A. Alas the day! take heed of him; he stabb'u knave, Bardolph, with him. Do your offices, do me in mine own house, and that most beatly : he your offices, matter Phang, and matter Spare ; cares not what mischiet he doth, if his weapon be do me, do me, do ine your offices. out : he will foin like any devil ; he will spare Fal. How now who's mure's dead? what's neither man, woman, nor child.

the matter? Phang. Ii I can close with trim, I care not for Pbart. Sir John, I arrest you at the suit of his thrust.

mittress Quickly. Hof. No, nor I neither ; I'll be at your elbow. Fal. Away, varlets !-Draw, Bardolph; cut

Ph.ing. An I but fist him once; and he come me off the villain's herul ; throw the qnean in the but within my vice! ;

kenn:!. HU.. I am undone by his geins ; I warrant you, HL. Throw me in the kennel? I'll throw thee he's an infinitive thing upon my score :---Guud': the kennei. Wilt thou? wilt thou ? chou bal

I Vice or graip; a metaphor taken from a smith's vicc. 2 Perlaps a corruption of the Lib. bard's-hea. 3 A lone wner is a defulare, unriended woman. 4. That is, red gole, from the citect of inaimsey wine.

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tardly rogue !--Murder, murder ! O thou honey. | long they thould call me madam ? And didit thou suckle 1 villain; wilt thou kill God's officers, and not kiss me, and bid me fetch thee thirty Millings? the king's ? O thou honey-feed" rogue ! thou art I put thee now to thy book-oath ; deny it, if thou a honey-seed; a man-queller, and a woman- cantt. queller.

Fal. My lord, this is a poor mad soul; and she Fal. Keep them off, Bardolph.

rays, up and down the town, that her eldest son is Phang. A rescue! a rescue!

like you : The bath been in good case, and, the Hof. Good people, bring a rescue or two.-- truth is, poverty hath distracted her. But for Thou wo't, wo't thou ? thou wo't, wo't thou? these foolith officers, I beleech you, I may have do, do, thou rogue ! do, thou hemp-sced ! reiress against them.

Fal. Away, you scullion! you rampallian 2 ! Ch. Juft. Sir John, Sir John, I am well acyou fustilarian 3 ! I'll tickle your catastrophe. quainted with your minner of wrenching the true

Enter the Chief Justice, attended. cause the false way. It is not a confident brow, Ch. Juft. What's the matter ? keep the peace nor the throng of words that come with such more here, ho!

than impudent lawciness from you, can thruit me Hof. Good my lord, be good to me! I beseech from a level confideration ; I know you have you, stand to me!

practis'd upon the easy-yielding spirit of this woCb. Juft. How now, Sir John? what are you man, and made her serve your uses both in purse brawling here?

and person. Doth this become your place, your time, and bu Hoft. Yes, in troth, my lord. finess?

Ch. Juft. Pr’ythee peace :-Pay her the debt you You should have been well on your way to York.-- owe her, and unpay the villainy you have done Stand from him, fellow ; Wherefore liang'it thou her ; the one you inay do with sterling money, on him?

and the other with current repentance. H s.O my most worshipful lord, an' please your Fal. My lord, I will not undergo this sneap withgrace, 1 am a poor widow of East-cheap, and he is fout reply. You call honourable boldness, impuarrested at my suit.

dent fawcincís : if a man will make curt'iy, and Ch. Jut. For what sum?

tay nothing, he is virtuous : No, my lord, my Hoff. It is more than for some, my lord; it is humble duly remember'd, I will not be your for all, all I have : he hath eaten me out of boule íuitor; I say to you, 1 do defire deliverance from and home; he hath put all my subfiance irte) t!. these officers, being upon hatty employment in fat belly of his :-but I will have fome of it out the king's affairs. again, or I'll ride thee o'nights, like the mare. Ch. Zuf. You speak as having power to do

Fal. I think, I am as like to ride the mare, if wrong:- but auswer in the erfect of your reputaI have any vantage of ground to get up.

tiou 7, and fatisfy the p cor woman. Ch. Yuft. How comes this, Sir John ? Fie! Ful. Conie hither, hostess. (Taking her fideo what man of good temper would endure this tem

Entur : V Dinger. pett of exclamation ? Are you no: atham'd to en Ch. Jt. Now, maler Gower ; What new's? force a poor widow to 10 rough a course to come Goze. The king my lord, and Henry prince of by her own?

Are near út bied: the rest the paper tells. (Wales Fal. What is the gross sum that I owe thee? Fad. As I am a gentleman,

Hej. Marry, if thou wert an bonut man, thy Hote. Nay, you faid fo before. self, and the money too.

Thou didsi swear to me Ful. Aslani a gentleman ;---Come, no niore upon a parcel-gilt goblet 4, sitting in my Dolphin- words of it. chamber, at the round table, by a sea-coal fire, on Hoft. By this beavenly ground I treadon, I must Wednesday in Whitsun-week, when the prince be fain to pewn both my plate, and the tapestry of broke thy head for likening his father to a singing- my dining-chambers. man of Windíor; thou didit fhear to me then, as Fal. Ghuiles, glaits, is the only drinking : and I was washing thy wound, to marry me, and make for thy wallsg-m2 pretty flight drollery, or the story me my lady thy wife. Canft thou deny it? Did not or the promises on the German hunting in wntergoulwife Keech, the butcher's wife, come in then, work ; is worth a thousand of these bėd-l..ngings, and call me gollip Quickly ? coming in to borrow and were fly-bitten tapettries. Let it be ten pound, a mess s of vinegar ; teiling us, the had a good ir tiem canit. Conic, if it were not for thy hudith of prawns; whereby thou didit desire to eat mours, there is not a better wench in Englann'. some; whereby I told thee, they were ill for a Go, walho thy face, ud draw thy action: come, green wound? And didit thou not, when the was thou must not be in this humour with me : gode down stairs, defire me to be no more fo fami- úc'it not know me? Come, come, I know thou liarity with such poor people; saying, that ere wat ict on to this.

1 The landladay's corruption of homicidul and honnicide. 2. Meaning, perhaps, you ranting riotous trumpes, speaking to the hottcfs. 3 Aduretling rimself to the officer, whose weapon of detcnce is a cudgel (trom juftis, a club), not being crticed io wear a suord. 4 A parcel-gilt goblet is a goblet only giit over, noi of solid gold. 5 A nejs fcerr.s in those days to have l een the common term for a tmall proportion of any thing belonging to the kitchen. Sweup signifies check. 7 That is, in a manner sustabl. to your character. i. e, in water colours.

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H]. Pray thee, Sir John, let it be but twenty remember thy name? or to know thy face tonobles; I am loth to pawn my plate, in good ear- morrow? or to take note how many pair of filk nelt, la.

1tockings thou haft; viz. there, and those that Fal. Let it alone ; I'll make other thist ; you'll were the peach-colour'd ones ? or to bear the inbe a fool still.

ventory of thy Thirts; as, one for fuperfluity, and - Hoft. Well, you shall have it, though I pawn my one other for use -but that, the tennis-courtgown. I hope, you'll come to supper : You'll pay keeper knows better than I ; for it is a low ebh of me all together?

linen with thee, when thou keepest not racket Fal. Will I live-Go, with her, with her ; there; as thou hast not done a great while, behook on, book on.

[To the Officers. cause the rest of thy low-countries have made a Huf. Will you have Doll Tear-heet meet you mift to eat up thy holland: and God knows, wheat supper

ther those that bawl out the ruins of thy linen, shall Fal. No more words ; let's have her.

inherit his kingelom : but the midwives say, the [Exeunt Hotels, Buruelph, Oficers, & c. children are not in the fault ; whereupon the world Cb. Juli. I have heard better new's.

encreases, and kindreds are mightily strengthen'd. Fal. What's the news, my good lord ?

Poins. How ill it fullows, after you have laCb. Juft. Where lay the king last night? bour'd so hard, you should talk fo jelly? Tell me, Gower. At Basingstoke, my lord.

how many good young princes would do so, their Fal. I hope, my lord, all's well : What's the fathers being so fick as yours at this time is ? news, my lord ?

P. Henry. Shall I tell thee one thing, Poins ? Ch. Juft. Come all his forces back ?

Poins. Yes; and let it be an excellent good thing. Gower. No; fifteen hundred foot, five hundred P. llenry. It shall serve among wits of no bigher horfe,

breeding than thine. Are march'd up to my lord of Lancaster,

Poins. Go to ; I stand the path of your one thing Againtt Northumberland, and the archbishop. that

you

will tell. Ful. Comes the king back from Wales, my no P. Henry. Why, I tell thee,—it is not meet that ble lord ?

I should be fad, now my father is sick : albeit I Cob. Juft. You Thall have letters of me presently : could tell to thee, (as to one it pleases me, for Come, go along with me, good mister Gower. fault of a better, to call my friend) I could be tad, Fai. My lord !

and sad indeed too. Ch. Jusi . What's the matter ?

Poins. Very hardly, upon such a subject. Fal. Mister Gower, shall I entreat you with me P. Henry. By this hand, thou think'it me as far to dinner ?

in the devil's book, as thou, and Falstaff, for obGower. I must wait upon my good lord here : 1 duracy and persistency : Let the end try the man. thank you, good Sir John.

But I tell thee, --my heart bleeds inwardly, that Ch. "Juli. Sir John, you loiter here too long, my father is so fick : and keeping such vile combeing you are to take soldiers up in counties as you go. pany as thou art, hath in reaton taken from me

Fal. Will you sup with me, matter Gower? all oftentation' of sorrow.
Ch. Juft. What foolish matter taught you these

Poins. The reason ? manners, Sir John

P. Henry. What would'It thou think of me, if Fal. Master Gower, if they become me noi, he I should weep? wasa fool that taught them me.--This is the right Poins. I would think thee a moit princely hyfencing grace, iny lord ; tap for tap, and so part fair. pocrite.

Ch. Yufi. Now the Lord lighten thee! thou art P. Henry. It would be every man's thought : a great fool.

[Exeunt. and thou art a blefied fellow, to think as every

man thinks; never a man's thought in the world S CE N E II.

keeps the road-way better than thine : every mind Continues in London,

would think me an hypocrite indeed. And what Enter Prince Henry and Poins.

accites your most worshipful thought to think fu? P. Herry. Trust me, I am exceeding weary. Poini. Why, because you have been so lewd,

Poins. Is it come to that I had thougiit, wea- and fo much engrailed to Falstaff. riners durft not have attach'd one of 10 high blood. P. Henry. And to thee.

P. lienry. 'Faith, it does me; though it disco Poins, Nay, by this light, I am well spoken of, lours the complexion of my greatneis to acknow-I can hear it with my own ears : tiie wortt thac ledge it. Doch it not shew vilely in me, to detire they can say of me is, that I am a second brother, imall-beer?

and that I am a proper a fellow of my hands; and Poins. Why, a prince should not be so loosely chofe two things, I confess, I canzoi help. Look, ftudied, as to remember to weak a composition. look, here comes Bardolph.

P. Henry. Belike then, 'my appetite was not P. Henry. And the boy that I gave Falftaf: he princely got; for, in troth, I do now remember had him from me christian ; and tee, if the fat yilthe poor creature, small-beer. But, indeed, thele lan lave not transform'd him ape. humble confiderations make me out of love with

Enter Bardolph, and Pige my greatness. What a disgrace is it to me, tol Bard. 'Save your grace !

ii. e. few.

2 A tail or proper fellow of his hands was a stout fighting man.

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P. Henry. And yours, most noble Bardolph ! be misuses thy favours so much, that be frears, tbou

Bard. (in the Page.] Come, you virtuous ass, art :o marry his fister Nell. Repent at idle times as you bashful fool, muit you be bluthing? Where-bou may), and so farewel. Tbine, by yea

and fore blush you now? What a maidenly man at which is as much as to frys as thou useff bim) arms are you become ? Is it such a matter, to get fack Falfiaff, with my familiars; Jobn, witb ny a pottle-pot's maiden-head:

brothers and differs; and Sir Yobn, with all Europe Page. He calld me even now, my lord, through My lord, I will steep this letter in sack, and mako a red lattice, and I could discern no part of his face him eat it. from the window : at last, I spy'a liis eyes ; and P. Hin. That's to make him eat twenty of his methought, he had made two bcles in the ale- words. But do you ule me thus, Ned? muít I wife's new petticoat, and peep'd through. marry your sister ? P. Henry. Hath not the boy profited ?

Poins. May the wench have no worse fortune ! Bard. Away, you whorelon upright rabbet, but I never faid so.

P. Henry. Well, thus we play the fool with the Page. Away, you rascally Althea's dream, cime; and the spirits of the wise fit in the clouds,

and mock us. Is your matter here in London? P. Henry. Instruct us, boy: What dream, boy? Bard Yes, my lord.

Page. Marry, my lord, Althea dream'd the P. Henry. Where sups he ? doth the old boar was deliver'd of a firebrand ; and therefore I call feed in the old frank 5?

(cheap. bim her dream.

Buvd. At the old place, my lord; in EastP. Henry. A crown's worth of good interpreta P. Henry. What company? tion. There it is, boy. [Gives bim money.

Page. Ephesians o, my lord ; of the old church. Poins. O, that this good blossom could be kept P. Henry. Sup any women with him? from cankers !--Well, there is six-penee to pre Page. None, my lord, but old mistress Quickserve thee.

ly, and mistress Doll Tear-theet. Bard. An you do not make him be hang'd among P. Henry. What pagan may

that be! you, the gallows Thall have wrong.

Page. A proper gentlewoman, fır, and a kinsa P. Henry. And how doth thy master, Bardolph? woman of my master's.

Bard. Well, my good lord. He heard of your P. Henry. Even such kin, as the parish heifers grace's coming to town ; there's a letter for you. are to the town bull.—Shall we 1teal upon them, P. Heary. Deliver'd with good respect. And Ned, at supper ?

you. how doth the martlemas ? your master ?

Poins. I am your shadow, my lord; I'll follow Bard. In bodily health, sir?

P. Henry. Sirrah, you boy,--and Bardolph ;Poins. Marry, che immortal part needs a phys- no word to your matter, that I am yet come to cian : but that moves not him; though that be fick, town : There's for your filence. it dies not.

Bard. I have no tongue, fir. P. Henry. I do allow this wen 2 to be as familiar Page. And for mine, fir, I will govern it. with me as my dog : and he holds his place ; for, P. Henry. Fare ye well ; go.--This Doll Tearlook you, how he writes.

sheet should be some road. Poins reads. John Falstaff, knigbe, -Every Poins. I warrant you, as common as the way man must know that, as oft as he hath occafion to betwcen Saint Alban's and London. name himself. Even like those that are kin to the P. Henry. How might we see Falstaff bestow king ; for they never prick their finger, but they bimself 10-night in his true colours, and not oursay, There is some of the king's blood spilt.-How felves be seen? comes that ? says he, that takes upon him not to Poins. Put on two leather jerkins, and aprons, conceive : the answer is as ready as a borrow- and wait upon him at his table as drawers. er's cap 3 ; I am sbe king's poor coufn, fir.

P. Henry. From a god to a bull : a heavy deP. Henry. Nay, they will be kin to us, or they scenfion! it was Jove's case. From a prince to a will fetch it from Japhet. But to the letter : prentice ? a low transformation ! that Thall be

Poins. Sir John Falliaff, knighs, to ibe for of mine : for, in every thing, the purpose mult weigh obe king, nearejl bis faiber, Harry prince of Wales, with the folly. Follow me, Ned. [Exeunt. grecting:—Why, this is a certificate.

S CE N E III. P. Heny. Peace!

Warkworth Castle. Poins. I will imitate the bonourable Roman 4 in Enter Northumberland, Lady Northumberland, and brevity :—sure he means brevity in breath ; Thort

Lady Percy. winded.--I commend me lo ibee, I commend ibưe, and Norab. I pray thee, loving wife, and gentle I leave ibre. Be not 109 familiar with Poins; for

daughter, That is, the autumn, or rather the latter spring; meaning, the old fellow with juvenile pallione. Martlemas is corrupted from Martinmas, the fealt of St. Martin, the eleventh of November. 2 i. c. this dumid excrescence of a man. 3 Warburton explains this allusion by observing, that a man who goes to borrow money, is of all others the most complaisant; his cap is always at hand. 4 By the hoa nourable Roman is probably intended Julius Cæfar, whole veni, vidi, vici, seems to be alluded to in the beginning of the letter.

s frankissly.

6 Probably the cant word in thofe times for topers. ? The cant word perhaps for proficie.

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