A good Sherri-sack hath a twofold operation in it. It ascends me into the brain, dries me there all the foolish and dull and crude vapors which environ it, makes it apprehensive, quick, forgive, full of nimble, fiery, and delectable shapes, which, delivered o'er to the voice, the tongue, which is the birth, becomes excellent wit.

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