'Tis the weekend, and Will doubts not that ye hath good sport in minde. As for your gentle wright, I shall hie me to the Mermaid with Kit and Richard, perchance that sour sack Ben Jonson. I leave thee with this image of some gifts I would bestow upon thee. All thou must do is like this posting and I shall pluck out a champion or two on Monday eve. 'Tis a book for scribing thine own poesie and some thing ye moderns do call a "mousepad." Perhaps 'tis for trapping pests?
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