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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... Marry , I fare well , for here is cheer enough . Where's my wife ? Lady . Here , noble Lord , what is thy will with her ? Sly . Are you my wife , and will not call me huf- band ? My men should call me Lord , I am your good man . Lady ...
... Marry , I fare well , for here is cheer enough . Where's my wife ? Lady . Here , noble Lord , what is thy will with her ? Sly . Are you my wife , and will not call me huf- band ? My men should call me Lord , I am your good man . Lady ...
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... Marry , I will ; let them play ; is it not a Com- modity ? a Christmas gambol , or a tumbling trick ? Lady . No , my good Lord , it is more pleasing stuff . Sly . What , houfhold stuff ? Lady . It is a kind of history . Sly . Well , we ...
... Marry , I will ; let them play ; is it not a Com- modity ? a Christmas gambol , or a tumbling trick ? Lady . No , my good Lord , it is more pleasing stuff . Sly . What , houfhold stuff ? Lady . It is a kind of history . Sly . Well , we ...
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... Marry , Sir , to get a husband for her fister . Gre . A husband ! a devil . Hor . I say , a husband . Gre . I say , a devil . Think'st thou , Hortenfio , tho her father be very rich , any man is so very a fool to be married to hell ...
... Marry , Sir , to get a husband for her fister . Gre . A husband ! a devil . Hor . I say , a husband . Gre . I say , a devil . Think'st thou , Hortenfio , tho her father be very rich , any man is so very a fool to be married to hell ...
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... marry , am I , Sir ; and now ' tis plotted , Luc . I have it , Iranio . Tra . Master , for my hand , Both our inventions meet and jump in one . Luc . Tell me thine first . Tra . You will be school - master , And undertake the teaching ...
... marry , am I , Sir ; and now ' tis plotted , Luc . I have it , Iranio . Tra . Master , for my hand , Both our inventions meet and jump in one . Luc . Tell me thine first . Tra . You will be school - master , And undertake the teaching ...
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... marry him to a puppet , or an aglet - baby , 9 or an old Trot with ne'er a tooth in her head , tho ' she have as many diseases as two and fifty horfes ; why , nothing comes amiss , fo money comes withal . Hor . Petruchio , fince we have ...
... marry him to a puppet , or an aglet - baby , 9 or an old Trot with ne'er a tooth in her head , tho ' she have as many diseases as two and fifty horfes ; why , nothing comes amiss , fo money comes withal . Hor . Petruchio , fince we have ...
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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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