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Write thy Copies, and go into the Co∣pice.
If he leave not Coughing, he will soon be put in a Coffin.
When he cough'd I caught him by his Coat.
His Chaps were full of Chops.
It was a good Chare, to set him in the Chair, and to give him good Cheer.
Currents to carry away the Water; Raisins and Currants.
Spare no Cost to travel into every coust.
What were the Causes, that the Cau∣seys were no better?
He quoteth a place of Scripture, coateth his Child.
He cool'd his Milk, because he could not eat it so hot.
The Butcher did call for the Caul of the Liver.
A Cousin will sometimes cuzen his near Kindred.
The Kings Council, gave him good Counsel.
A Cruel Master; a Cup wrought with Crewel.