human
Out upon the clod-pate, he said;
gpt
O' my word, Will, he will be more likely to drive thee from it, said Snare;
human
Tush, man! said Shakespeare,
gpt
he said, rising and drawing the bolt across the fore-door,
human
he continued, reseating himself,
gpt
Nay, but Will, urged Snare,
human
Ruin me! said Shakespeare, somewhat bitterly.
gpt
Ruin me, saidst thou? Why, man, dost think me in a thriving condition here in Stratford?
human
Not entirely so, said Snare, looking around;
gpt
I would I could see thy nest better feathered, Will, and I trust I shall yet do so.