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The excerpt represents the core issue or deciding factor on which you must meditate, and is drawn from The Lamentable Tragedy of Locrine and Mucedorus by William Shakespeare: And build your houses by our palace gate.
STRUMBO.
Gate! O petty treason to my person! nowhere
else but by your backside? Gate! Oh how I am
vexed in my collar! Gate! I cry God mercy! Do
you hear, master king? If you mean to gratify such
poor men as we be, you must build our houses by
the Tavern.
ALBA.
It shall be done, sir.
STRUMBO.
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