The plays of William Shakespeare, with the corrections and illustr. of various commentators, to which are added notes by S. Johnson, 3 tomas |
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... Cath . I pray you , Sir , is it your will To make a Stale of me amongst these mates ? Hor . Mates , maid , how mean you that ? no mates for you ; Unless you were of gentler , milder , mould . Cath . I'faith , Sir , you fhall never need ...
... Cath . I pray you , Sir , is it your will To make a Stale of me amongst these mates ? Hor . Mates , maid , how mean you that ? no mates for you ; Unless you were of gentler , milder , mould . Cath . I'faith , Sir , you fhall never need ...
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... Cath . A pretty Peat ! it is best put finger in the eye , and the knew why . Bian . Sifter , content you in my discontent . -Sir , to your pleasure humbly I fubfcribe : My books and inftruments fhall be my company , On them to look ...
... Cath . A pretty Peat ! it is best put finger in the eye , and the knew why . Bian . Sifter , content you in my discontent . -Sir , to your pleasure humbly I fubfcribe : My books and inftruments fhall be my company , On them to look ...
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... Cath . Of all thy Suitors here , I charge thee , tell Whom thou lov'ft beft : fee , thou diffemble not . Bian . Believe me , Sifter , of all men alive I never yet beheld that special face , Which I could fancy more than any other . Cath ...
... Cath . Of all thy Suitors here , I charge thee , tell Whom thou lov'ft beft : fee , thou diffemble not . Bian . Believe me , Sifter , of all men alive I never yet beheld that special face , Which I could fancy more than any other . Cath ...
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... Cath . Her filence flouts me ; and I'll be reveng'd . [ Flies after Bianca . Bap . What , in my fight ? -Bianca , get thee in . [ Exit Bianca . Cath . Will you not fuffer me ? nay , now I fee , She is your treasure ; she must have a ...
... Cath . Her filence flouts me ; and I'll be reveng'd . [ Flies after Bianca . Bap . What , in my fight ? -Bianca , get thee in . [ Exit Bianca . Cath . Will you not fuffer me ? nay , now I fee , She is your treasure ; she must have a ...
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... Cath . Well have you heard , but something hard of hearing . They call me Catharine , that do talk of me . Pet . You ... Cath . Mov'd in good time - let him that mov'd you hither , Remove you hence ; I knew you at the first , You were a ...
... Cath . Well have you heard , but something hard of hearing . They call me Catharine , that do talk of me . Pet . You ... Cath . Mov'd in good time - let him that mov'd you hither , Remove you hence ; I knew you at the first , You were a ...
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The plays of William Shakespeare, with the corrections and illustr ..., 3 tomas William Shakespeare Visos knygos peržiūra - 1765 |
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