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STRANGER.Well! well! you've one friend more than you're aware of. If the Squire's taste don't suit with your's, I warrant That's all you'll quarrel with: walk in and taste His beer, old friend! and see if your old Lady E'er broach'd a better cask. You did not know me, But we're acquainted now. 'Twould not be easy To make you like the outside; but within—That is not changed my friend! you'll always find The same old bounty and old welcome there.
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