The skipping King, he ambled up and down With shallow jesters and rash bavin wits, Soon kindled and soon burnt; carded his state, Mingled his royalty, with capering fools; Had his great name profaned with their scorns; And gave his countenance, against his name, To laugh at gibing boys, and stand the push Of every beardless vain comparative; Grew a companion to the common streets, Enfeoff’d himself to popularity; That, being dally swallow’d by men’s eyes, They surfeited with honey, andů
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Hell hath no fury like a woman scorned.
That coach scorns students who don’t have natural ability.