Ah, sirrah, by my fay, it waxes late: I'll to my rest.

啊，好小子！天真是不早了；我要去休息一会儿。

youdao

Sirrah! I tell you, you're a knave, To cry up razors that can't shave.

小子！我告诉你，你是个无赖，不能用的剃须刀也拿来叫卖。

youdao

Sirrah! I tell you, you're a knave, To cry up razors that can't shave.

小子！我告诉你，你是个无赖，不能用的剃须刀也拿来叫卖。

youdao