The Works of William Shakespeare, 9 tomasChapman and Hall, 1867 |
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according alludes allusion ancient appears Ben Jonson birds blood Cæsar CALDECOTT called cant term cited Coles's Lat Collier colour common conceit corruption Cotgrave Cotgrave's Cotgrave's Fr CRAIK dance death doth DOUCE Duke Dyce early writers Engl English equivalent explained eyes fair falconry Falstaff favour fear fool formerly French Gifford Gifford's note gleek Halliwell hand hath haue hawk Holinshed honour horse humour ibid Jack John JOHNSON Johnson's Dict Julius Cæsar kind King Henry knave knight lady Lord MALONE means Nares Nares's Gloss note on Jonson's observes Orlando Furioso person phrase placket play poet preceding article prince proverbial expression Proverbs Queen quibble Ray gives RITSON sack says Scottish Language seems sense Shakespeare signify Sir Dagonet sometimes sort STAUNTON STEE STEEVENS supposed sweet sword thee thing thou twice verso viii WARBURTON wine word
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