Bell's Edition of Shakespeare's Plays,: As They are Now Performed at the Theatres Royal in London; : Regulated from the Prompt Books of Each House by Permission; with Notes Critical and Illustrative; by the Authors of the Dramatic Censor, Volume 6John Bell ... and C. Etherington at York, 1774 |
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... speak puling , like a beggar at hollowmass : You were wont , when you laugh'd , to crow like a cock ; when you walk'd , to walk like one of the lions ; when you fafted , it was presently after dinner ; when you look'd fadly , is was for ...
... speak puling , like a beggar at hollowmass : You were wont , when you laugh'd , to crow like a cock ; when you walk'd , to walk like one of the lions ; when you fafted , it was presently after dinner ; when you look'd fadly , is was for ...
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... speak ; For truth hath better deeds than words to grace it . Enter Panthino . Pan . Sir Protheus , you are ftay'd for . Pro . Go , I come : - Alas , this parting ftrikes poor lovers dumb . SCENE III . The fame . A Street . Enter Launce ...
... speak ; For truth hath better deeds than words to grace it . Enter Panthino . Pan . Sir Protheus , you are ftay'd for . Pro . Go , I come : - Alas , this parting ftrikes poor lovers dumb . SCENE III . The fame . A Street . Enter Launce ...
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... speak now , like a wode woman ! -well , I kifs her ; -why , there ' tis ; here's my mother's breath up and down : now come I to my fifter ; mark the moan fhe makes : now the dog all this while sheds not a tear , nor speaks a word ; but ...
... speak now , like a wode woman ! -well , I kifs her ; -why , there ' tis ; here's my mother's breath up and down : now come I to my fifter ; mark the moan fhe makes : now the dog all this while sheds not a tear , nor speaks a word ; but ...
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... speak the truth by her ; if not divine , Yet let her be a principality , Sovereign to all the creatures on the earth . Pro . Except my mistress . Val . Sweet , except not any ; Except thou wilt except against my love . Pro . Have I not ...
... speak the truth by her ; if not divine , Yet let her be a principality , Sovereign to all the creatures on the earth . Pro . Except my mistress . Val . Sweet , except not any ; Except thou wilt except against my love . Pro . Have I not ...
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... speak ' Have fome malignant power upon my life ; · If fo , I pray thee , breathe it in mine ear , As ending anthem of my endless dolour . Pro . Ceafe to lament for that thou canst not help , And ftudy help for that which thou lament'ft ...
... speak ' Have fome malignant power upon my life ; · If fo , I pray thee , breathe it in mine ear , As ending anthem of my endless dolour . Pro . Ceafe to lament for that thou canst not help , And ftudy help for that which thou lament'ft ...
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Achilles Agamemnon Ajax Antony Baptifta Becauſe Bianca Biondello Cæfar Cafar Calchas Charmian Cleopatra Creffida Diomed doth Duke Enobarbus Enter Eros Exeunt Exit eyes fame father fcene fhall fhew fhould fifter fome fool fpeak ftand ftill ftrange fuch Fulvia fweet fword gentleman give Grumio hath hear heart Hector himſelf honour Hortenfio houſe i'the itſelf Kate kifs lady lord Lucentio madam mafter Mark Antony Menelaus miſtreſs moft moſt muft muſt myſelf Padua Pandarus Patroclus Petruchio pleaſe Pompey pray prefent Priam Protheus purpoſe queen reafon ſay SCENE ſhall ſhe Silvia ſpeak ſpirit tell thee thefe Therfites theſe thoſe Thurio Tranio Troilus Trojan Troy Valentine what's whofe yourſelf
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