The Plays of William Shakespeare: With Notes of Various Commentators, Volume 4G. Kearsley [Printed, 1806 |
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... his killing . Leon . Faith , niece , you tax signior Benedick too much ; but he'll be meet with you , I doubt it not . Mess . He hath done good service , lady , in these wars . Beat . You had musty victual , and he hath 8 MUCH ADO.
... his killing . Leon . Faith , niece , you tax signior Benedick too much ; but he'll be meet with you , I doubt it not . Mess . He hath done good service , lady , in these wars . Beat . You had musty victual , and he hath 8 MUCH ADO.
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... faith but as the fashion of his hat , it ever changes with the next block . Mess . I see , lady , the gentleman is not in your books . Beat . No : an he were , I would burn my study . But , I pray you , who is his companion ? Is there ...
... faith but as the fashion of his hat , it ever changes with the next block . Mess . I see , lady , the gentleman is not in your books . Beat . No : an he were , I would burn my study . But , I pray you , who is his companion ? Is there ...
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... for my simple true judgement ? or would you have me speak after my custom , as being a professed tyrant to their sex ? Claud . No , I pray thee , speak in sober judgement . Bene . Why , i'faith , methinks she is too 12 MUCH ADO.
... for my simple true judgement ? or would you have me speak after my custom , as being a professed tyrant to their sex ? Claud . No , I pray thee , speak in sober judgement . Bene . Why , i'faith , methinks she is too 12 MUCH ADO.
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... faith ? Hath not the world one man , but he will wear his cap with suspicion ? Shall I never see a bachelor of threescore again ? Go to , i'faith ; an thou wilt needs thrust thy neck into a yoke , wear the print of it , and sigh ABOUT ...
... faith ? Hath not the world one man , but he will wear his cap with suspicion ? Shall I never see a bachelor of threescore again ? Go to , i'faith ; an thou wilt needs thrust thy neck into a yoke , wear the print of it , and sigh ABOUT ...
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... faith , my lord , I spoke mine . Bene . And , by my two faiths and troths , my lord , ' I spoke mine . Claud . That I love her , I feel . 6 D. Pedro . That she is worthy , I know . Bene . That I neither feel how she should be loved ...
... faith , my lord , I spoke mine . Bene . And , by my two faiths and troths , my lord , ' I spoke mine . Claud . That I love her , I feel . 6 D. Pedro . That she is worthy , I know . Bene . That I neither feel how she should be loved ...
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aglet Audrey Beat Beatrice Bertram better Bora BORACHIO brother cassock Celia Claud Claudio Clown Count cousin daughter Dogb Don John Don Pedro dost doth Duke F Enter Exeunt Exit eyes fair father fool Forest of Arden fortune Friar friends Ganymede gentleman give grace hast hath hear heart heaven Hero hither honest honour humour Jaques JOHNSON King knave lady Lafeu Leon Leonato live look lord lov'd madam maid Marg marriage marry master Master constable means Messina mistress musick Narbon never noble grapes Orlando Parolles Phebe poor pr'ythee pray prince Rosalind Rousillon SCENE Shakspeare signior Benedick Silvius sing speak STEEVENS swear sweet sweet Oliver tell thank thee there's thine thing thou art tongue Touch troth villain WARBURTON wear wife wilt woman word young youth
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