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The ke (Chinese: 刻; pinyin: kè) is a time unit in traditional China. The ke is the extension of the scale on the sundial or the rule of the water clock. In French decimal time, ke is equivalent to 10 decimal minutes, sometimes called a décime.
The major ke is 14.4 minutes (14 minutes 24 seconds), which is the time between two centiday scales, and the minor ke is 2.4 minutes (2 minutes 24 seconds), which is the common factor time between centiday scale and shi scale. It was customary to subdivide the minor ke into 10 fen (Chinese: 分; pinyin: fēn), just as cun and mace; thus the major ke is divided into 60 fen.
There were various attempts to redefine a day to 96, 108, or 120 ke, in order to abolish the minor ke. During the Qing dynasty around the time of the arrival of Jesuit missionaries, the ke was finally redefined to 1⁄96 day, or 1⁄8 shi, or a quarter of an hour. And fen is currently used to refer to 1⁄60 of an hour, or 1 minute.
Toby:
Ladies and Gentlemen!
May I have your attention please?
Do you wake every morning in shame and despair
To discover your pillow is covered with hair...
What ought not to be there?
Well, ladies and gentlemen,
From now on you can waken at ease!
You need never again have a worry or care,
I will show you a miracle marvelous rare!
Gentlemen, you are about to see something what rose
from the dead--!
...On the top of my head!
Twas Pirelli's Miracle Elixir
That's what did the trick, sir,
True, sir, true.
Was it quick, sir? Did it in a tick, sir!
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Does Pirelli's stimulate the growth, sir?
You can have my oath, sir, 'tis unique.
Rub a minute - stimulatin', in'it?
Soon you'll have to thin it once a week!
Sweeney:
Pardon me, ma'am, what's that awful stench?
Mrs. Lovett:
Are we standing near an open trench?
(Sweeney: Are we standing near an open trench?)
(Mrs. Lovett: Pardon me, sir, what's that awful stench?
Toby:
Buy Pirelli's Miracle elixir
Anything wot's slick, sir,
Soon sprouts curls.
Try Pirelli's; when they see how thick, sir,
You can have your pick, sir, of the girls!
Toby: Wanna buy a bottle, missus?
Sweeney: What is this?
Mrs. Lovett: What is this?
Sweeney: Smells like piss...
Mrs. Lovett: Smells like "EW!"
Sweeney: Looks like piss...
(Mrs. Lovett: Wouldn't touch it if I were you, dear!)
Sweeney: This is piss, piss with ink.
Toby:
Let Pirelli's activate your roots, sir--
Sweeney:
Keep it off your boots, sir! Eats right through!
Toby:
YES, get Pirelli's, use a bottle of it; ladies seem to
love it--
Mrs. Lovett: