Modern Characters for 1778: By Shakespear, 1 tomasprinted, and sold by D. Brown; and all the booksellers in town and country, 1778 - 81 psl. |
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... fweet Ladies ! If I chance to talk wild , forgive me : ~ I had it from my father . He was very mad , And kiss'd you twenty with a breath , - As I do now ! Dutch . of P. Hen . VIII . A & I : -TL - D . Difdain , and fcorn , ride fparkling ...
... fweet Ladies ! If I chance to talk wild , forgive me : ~ I had it from my father . He was very mad , And kiss'd you twenty with a breath , - As I do now ! Dutch . of P. Hen . VIII . A & I : -TL - D . Difdain , and fcorn , ride fparkling ...
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... fweet head : -and yet as rough ( Their royal blood enchaf'd ) as the rudeft wind That shakes the mountain pine ! · Cymb . A & t IV , Sir Jos . M - w— £ Y . His reafons are as two grains of wheat , hid in two bushels of chaff . You fhall ...
... fweet head : -and yet as rough ( Their royal blood enchaf'd ) as the rudeft wind That shakes the mountain pine ! · Cymb . A & t IV , Sir Jos . M - w— £ Y . His reafons are as two grains of wheat , hid in two bushels of chaff . You fhall ...
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... fweet and cunning hand laid on . Lady , you are the cruel'ft fhe alive , If you will lead thefe graces to the grave , And leave the world no copy . Twelfth Night , A & I. Lord H -TFD , He feems to be of great authority ! clofe with him ...
... fweet and cunning hand laid on . Lady , you are the cruel'ft fhe alive , If you will lead thefe graces to the grave , And leave the world no copy . Twelfth Night , A & I. Lord H -TFD , He feems to be of great authority ! clofe with him ...
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... fweet and More tuneable than lark to fhepherd's ear , When wheat is green , and hawthorn buds appear . Midf . Night's Dream , A & I . Mr. MEY- I charge thee , huntfman , tender well my bounds : faw'ft thou not , boy , how Glider made it ...
... fweet and More tuneable than lark to fhepherd's ear , When wheat is green , and hawthorn buds appear . Midf . Night's Dream , A & I . Mr. MEY- I charge thee , huntfman , tender well my bounds : faw'ft thou not , boy , how Glider made it ...
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... fweet work of Nature , That , from the prime creation , e'er the fram'd . Sir J. St. A N. Rich . III . Not yet old enough for a man , nor young enough for for a boy as a fquafh is before ' tis 54 MODERN CHARACTERS ..
... fweet work of Nature , That , from the prime creation , e'er the fram'd . Sir J. St. A N. Rich . III . Not yet old enough for a man , nor young enough for for a boy as a fquafh is before ' tis 54 MODERN CHARACTERS ..
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A& H A& III A& IV A&II A&IV All's beauty Befhrew beſt brave buſineſs Cafar caufe cheek Chriftian Cleop Coriolanus Cymb defire diſpoſed Ditto doth Duke Duke Earl faid fair falfe fame faſhion father's feems fellow fhall fhew fince fing fome foul fpeaks fpirit ftand ftill ftrange fuch fweet fwore gold grace Hamlet hath heart heav'n Henry VI himſelf honour horfe horſe itſelf juft Julius Cæfar King John Lady Lady laft Lear Letchery live Lord Lord Love's Labour Loft Macbeth marry Merch Merry Wives Mifs moft moſt muft never noble Othello praiſe preſent reafon Rich Richard III ſay ſhall ſhe ſhould ſome ſpeak ſteal thee thefe theſe Thou art Timon of Athens tongue Troilus and Creffida Twelfth Night univerfal VIII Windfor Winter's Tale
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