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SIMPCOX
And yet I think jet did he never see.
GLOUCEST ER
But cloaks and gowns, before this day, a many.
WIFE
Never before this day, in all his life. [125]
GLOUCEST ER
Tell me, sirrah, what’s my name?
SIMPCOX
Alas, master, I know not.
GLOUCEST ER
What’s his name?
SIMPCOX
I know not.
GLOUCEST ER
Nor his? [130]
SIMPCOX
No indeed, master.
GLOUCEST ER
What’s thine own name?
SIMPCOX
Saunder Simpcox, and if it please you, master.
GLOUCEST ER
Then, Saunder, sit there the lying’st knave in Christendom. If thou hadst
been born blind, thou [135] mightst as well have known all our names as
thus to name the several colours we do wear. Sight may distinguish of
colours, but suddenly to nominate them all, it is impossible. - My lords,
Saint Alban here hath done a miracle; and would ye not think his cunning
