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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... fuch a shift ; Which in a Napkin being close convey'd , Shall in defpight enforce a wat'ry eye . See this dispatch'd , with all the hafte thou canft ; Anon I'll give thee more instructions . I know the boy will well ufurp the grace ...
... fuch a shift ; Which in a Napkin being close convey'd , Shall in defpight enforce a wat'ry eye . See this dispatch'd , with all the hafte thou canft ; Anon I'll give thee more instructions . I know the boy will well ufurp the grace ...
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... fuch poffeffions , and fo high esteem , Should be infused with fo foul a spirit ! Sly . What , would you make me mad ? am not I Christophero Sly , old Sly's Son of Burton - heath , by birth a pedlar , by education a card - maker , by ...
... fuch poffeffions , and fo high esteem , Should be infused with fo foul a spirit ! Sly . What , would you make me mad ? am not I Christophero Sly , old Sly's Son of Burton - heath , by birth a pedlar , by education a card - maker , by ...
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... fuch maid ; Nor no fuch men , as you have reckon'd up ; - Leer , ] At the Court lest , or courts of the manor . As As Stephen Sly , and old John Naps of Greece IZ THE TAMING.
... fuch maid ; Nor no fuch men , as you have reckon'd up ; - Leer , ] At the Court lest , or courts of the manor . As As Stephen Sly , and old John Naps of Greece IZ THE TAMING.
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... fuch names and men as these , Which never were , nor no man ever saw . Sly . Now Lord be thanked for my good amends ! All . Amen. Sly . By th ' Mass , I think I am a Lord indeed . What is thy name ? Man . Sim , an't please your Honour ...
... fuch names and men as these , Which never were , nor no man ever saw . Sly . Now Lord be thanked for my good amends ! All . Amen. Sly . By th ' Mass , I think I am a Lord indeed . What is thy name ? Man . Sim , an't please your Honour ...
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... fuch a storm , That mortal ears might hardly endure the din ? Luc . Tranio , Isaw her coral lips to move , And with her breath she did perfume the air ; Sacred and sweet was all I faw in her . Tra . Nay , then ' tis time to ftir him ...
... fuch a storm , That mortal ears might hardly endure the din ? Luc . Tranio , Isaw her coral lips to move , And with her breath she did perfume the air ; Sacred and sweet was all I faw in her . Tra . Nay , then ' tis time to ftir him ...
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