The Plays of William Shakespeare ...: The merry wives of Windsor. Twelfth night. Measure for measure. Much ado about nothingT. Bensley, 1800 |
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... speak . Shal . He hath wrong'd me , mafter Page . Page . Sir , he doth in fome fort confefs it . Shal . If it be confefs'd , it is not redrefs'd ; is not that fo , mafter Page ? He hath wrong'd me ; -indeed , he hath ; -at a word , he ...
... speak . Shal . He hath wrong'd me , mafter Page . Page . Sir , he doth in fome fort confefs it . Shal . If it be confefs'd , it is not redrefs'd ; is not that fo , mafter Page ? He hath wrong'd me ; -indeed , he hath ; -at a word , he ...
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... speak poffitable , if you can carry her your defires towards her . Shal . That you must : Will you , upon good dowry , marry her ? Slen . I will do a greater thing than that , upon your request , coufin , in any reafon . Shal . Nay ...
... speak poffitable , if you can carry her your defires towards her . Shal . That you must : Will you , upon good dowry , marry her ? Slen . I will do a greater thing than that , upon your request , coufin , in any reafon . Shal . Nay ...
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... Speak fchollarly , and wifely . Fal . Truly , mine hoft , I must turn away fome of my followers . Hoft . Difcard , bully Hercules ; cashier : let them wag ; trot , trot . Fal . I fit at ten pounds a week . Hoft . Thou'rt an emperor ...
... Speak fchollarly , and wifely . Fal . Truly , mine hoft , I must turn away fome of my followers . Hoft . Difcard , bully Hercules ; cashier : let them wag ; trot , trot . Fal . I fit at ten pounds a week . Hoft . Thou'rt an emperor ...
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... Speak - a your tale . Sim . To defire this honeft gentlewoman , your maid , to speak a good word to mistress Anne Page for my master , in the way of marriage . Quick . This is all indeed , la ; but I'll ne'er put my finger in the fire ...
... Speak - a your tale . Sim . To defire this honeft gentlewoman , your maid , to speak a good word to mistress Anne Page for my master , in the way of marriage . Quick . This is all indeed , la ; but I'll ne'er put my finger in the fire ...
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... speak with you , and be acquainted with you ; and hath fent your worship a morning's draught of sack . Fal . Brook , is his name ? Bard . Ay , fir . Fal . Call him in . [ Exit BARDOLPH . ] Such Brooks- are welcome to me , that o'erflow ...
... speak with you , and be acquainted with you ; and hath fent your worship a morning's draught of sack . Fal . Brook , is his name ? Bard . Ay , fir . Fal . Call him in . [ Exit BARDOLPH . ] Such Brooks- are welcome to me , that o'erflow ...
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Afide againſt Anne anſwer bawd Beat Beatrice Benedick better Bora brother Caius Claud Claudio coufin defire doft Dogb doth Duke Efcal Enter Exeunt Exit faid FALSTAFF feems fent fhall fignior fir John firſt fome fool Ford foul fpeak friar fuch fure gentleman give hath hear heart heaven Herne the hunter Hero himſelf Hoft honeſt honour houfe houſe huſband Ifab Illyria itſelf knave lady Leon Leonato Lucio mafter mafter Brook maid Malvolio marry miftrefs miſtreſs miſtreſs Ford moft moſt muſt myſelf night Pedro Pift pleaſe Pompey pray preſent prince priſon Prov Provoft purpoſe Quick Re-enter reaſon ſay SCENE ſee Shal ſhall ſhe ſhould ſhow SIR ANDREW AGUE-CHEEK SIR TOBY SIR TOBY BELCH Slen ſome ſpeak ſtand ſtrange tell thee there's theſe thou art thouſand to-morrow uſe wife Windfor woman yourſelf
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Página 38 - Be absolute for death ; either death or life Shall thereby be the sweeter. Reason thus with life : If I do lose thee, I do lose a thing That none but fools would keep. A breath thou art (Servile to all the skyey influences) That dost this habitation, where thou keep'st, Hourly afflict.
Página 25 - Why, all the souls that were, were forfeit once ; And He that might the vantage best have took, Found out the remedy : How would you be, If He, which is the top of judgment, should But judge you as you are ? O, think on that ; And mercy then will breathe within your lips, Like man new made.
Página 1 - If music be the food of love, play on ; Give me excess of it, that, surfeiting, The appetite may sicken, and so die. That strain again ! it had a dying fall : O ! it came o'er my ear like the sweet sound That breathes upon a bank of violets, Stealing and giving odour.