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Perhaps It Was Right To Dissemble Your Love, But--why Did You Kick Me Down Stairs?
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Perhaps it was right to dissemble your love,
But--why did you kick me down stairs?
-- J. P. Kemble (1757-1823)
-- The Panel, Act i, Sc. 1
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