Antonio has disguised himself as a fool and been committed to the
What should I fear,
Having all joys about me? Do you smile,
And love shall play the wanton on your lip,
Meet and retire, retire and meet again:
Look you but cheerfully, and in your eyes
I shall behold mine own deformity,
And dress myself up fairer; I know this shape
Becomes me not, but in those bright mirrors
I shall array me handsomely.
Thomas Middleton and William Rowley. The Changeling. http://www.tech.org/~cleary/change.html.
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