The Plays of William Shakespeare in Eight Volumes: With the Corrections and Illustrations of Various Commentators; to which are Added Notes by Sam Johnson, 3 tomasJ. and R. Tonson, 1765 |
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... comes it , that your kindred fhun your house , As beaten hence by your ftrange lunacy . Oh , noble Lord , bethink thee of thy birth , Call home thy ancient thoughts from banishment , And banish hence thefe abject lowly dreams . Look ...
... comes it , that your kindred fhun your house , As beaten hence by your ftrange lunacy . Oh , noble Lord , bethink thee of thy birth , Call home thy ancient thoughts from banishment , And banish hence thefe abject lowly dreams . Look ...
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... comes , he waits on thee ; But I will charm him firft to keep his tongue . Tra . So had you need . They exchange babits . In brief , good Sir , fith it your pleasure is , And I am tied to be obedient , For fo your Father charg'd me at ...
... comes , he waits on thee ; But I will charm him firft to keep his tongue . Tra . So had you need . They exchange babits . In brief , good Sir , fith it your pleasure is , And I am tied to be obedient , For fo your Father charg'd me at ...
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... And rap me well ; or I'll knock your knave's pate . Gru . My mafter is grown quarrelfome : I fhould knock you first , And then I know after , who comes by the worst . C 4 Pet . Pet . Will it not be ? Faith , firrah OF THE SHREW . -23.
... And rap me well ; or I'll knock your knave's pate . Gru . My mafter is grown quarrelfome : I fhould knock you first , And then I know after , who comes by the worst . C 4 Pet . Pet . Will it not be ? Faith , firrah OF THE SHREW . -23.
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... comes amifs , fo money comes withal . Hor . Petruchio , fince we have stept thus far in , I will continue that I broach'd in jest . I can , Petruchio , help thee to a wife With wealth enough , and young and beauteous ; Brought up , as ...
... comes amifs , fo money comes withal . Hor . Petruchio , fince we have stept thus far in , I will continue that I broach'd in jest . I can , Petruchio , help thee to a wife With wealth enough , and young and beauteous ; Brought up , as ...
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... comes there any more of it ? Lady . My Lord , ' tis but begun . Sly . ' Tis a very excellent piece of work , Madam Lady . ' Would , ' twere done ! 4 Pleafe ye , we may contrive this afternoon , ] Mr. Theo- bald afks what they were to ...
... comes there any more of it ? Lady . My Lord , ' tis but begun . Sly . ' Tis a very excellent piece of work , Madam Lady . ' Would , ' twere done ! 4 Pleafe ye , we may contrive this afternoon , ] Mr. Theo- bald afks what they were to ...
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againſt anfwer Antipholis Baptifta Beat Beatrice becauſe Benedick Bianca Bion Cath Catharine Claud Claudio Conft Coufin Count doft Dogb doth Dromio Duke Enter Exeunt Exit eyes fafe faid father fatire Faulc Faulconbridge feems fenfe fent ferve fhall fhame fhew fhould fince firft firſt fome foul fpeak France ftand fuch fure fwear fweet Gremio hath hear heav'n Hero himſelf honour Hortenfio houfe houſe huſband John Kate King King John knave Lady Leon Leonato Lord Lucentio Madam mafter marry miſtreſs moft moſt muft muſt myſelf never Padua paffage Pedro Petruchio pleaſe pray prefent Prince reafon reft SCENE Shakespeare ſhall ſhe Signior ſpeak tell thee thefe THEOBALD theſe thine thofe thou art thouſand Tranio uſe villain WARBURTON whofe wife word worfe
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