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And Put My Clouted Brogues From Off My Feet. -- William Shakespeare (1564-1616), Cymbeline -- Act Iv, Sc.
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And put
My clouted brogues from off my feet.
-- William Shakespeare (1564-1616), Cymbeline
-- Act iv, Sc. 2
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