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Pray you go , master Page . Mrs Page . Hang him , dishonest rascal ! I Eva . I pray
you now , remembrance to - morwould all of the same strain were in the same
row on the lousy knave , mine host . distress . Caius . Dat is good ; by gar , vit all ...
Pray you go , master Page . Mrs Page . Hang him , dishonest rascal ! I Eva . I pray
you now , remembrance to - morwould all of the same strain were in the same
row on the lousy knave , mine host . distress . Caius . Dat is good ; by gar , vit all ...
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I pray thee , get We'll fit the kid fox with a penny - worth . us some excellent
musick ; for to - morrow night we would have it at the lady Hero's chamber . Enter
BALTHAZAR , with musick . window . D. Pedro . Come , Balthazar , we'll hear that
...
I pray thee , get We'll fit the kid fox with a penny - worth . us some excellent
musick ; for to - morrow night we would have it at the lady Hero's chamber . Enter
BALTHAZAR , with musick . window . D. Pedro . Come , Balthazar , we'll hear that
...
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pray you , friend ? Steph . A friend . If they but hear perchance a trumpet sound ,
Lor . A friend ? what friend ? your name I | Or any air of musick touch their ears ,
You shall perceive them make a mutual stand , Steph . Stepháno is my name ...
pray you , friend ? Steph . A friend . If they but hear perchance a trumpet sound ,
Lor . A friend ? what friend ? your name I | Or any air of musick touch their ears ,
You shall perceive them make a mutual stand , Steph . Stepháno is my name ...
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Have I no friend ? quoth he : he spake He prays but faintly , and would be denied
; it twice , We pray with heart and ... And , speaking it , he wistfully look'd His
prayers are full of false hypocrisy ; on me ; Ours , of true zeal , and deep integrity .
Have I no friend ? quoth he : he spake He prays but faintly , and would be denied
; it twice , We pray with heart and ... And , speaking it , he wistfully look'd His
prayers are full of false hypocrisy ; on me ; Ours , of true zeal , and deep integrity .
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charge will discharge upon her , sir John , bitter words . no , by my faith ; I must
live amongst my neigh- ) pray you , sir ? —What , with two points on bours ' ; I'll no
swaggerers : I am in gool name your shoulder ? much ! and fame with the very ...
charge will discharge upon her , sir John , bitter words . no , by my faith ; I must
live amongst my neigh- ) pray you , sir ? —What , with two points on bours ' ; I'll no
swaggerers : I am in gool name your shoulder ? much ! and fame with the very ...
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Informações bibliográficas
| Título | The Plays of Shakspeare, Volume 1 The Plays of Shakspeare, William Shakespeare |
| Autor | William Shakespeare |
| Editora | Hurst, Robinson, and Company, 1819 |
| Original de | Biblioteca Pública de Nova York |
| Digitalizado | 30 dez. 2006 |
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