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... woman's weapons , piety , and prayers , I'll aid their caufe ! Lear , A & V. Sir ED . W MS . Yet Benedict was fuch another ; and now he is be- come a man . He swore he would never marry , and yet now , in defpite of his heart , he eats ...
... woman's weapons , piety , and prayers , I'll aid their caufe ! Lear , A & V. Sir ED . W MS . Yet Benedict was fuch another ; and now he is be- come a man . He swore he would never marry , and yet now , in defpite of his heart , he eats ...
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... woman's fear there will ) We'll have a swashing , and a martial outside , As many other mannish cowards have , That do outface it with their femblances . As You Like It , A & I. Lady M- - SON . The full fum of me Is , an unleffon'd girl ...
... woman's fear there will ) We'll have a swashing , and a martial outside , As many other mannish cowards have , That do outface it with their femblances . As You Like It , A & I. Lady M- - SON . The full fum of me Is , an unleffon'd girl ...
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... woman is , yea , what fhe cannot chufe to be , Will his free hour languish out , For affured bondage ? Derb Lady D. Bleffed live you long Cymb . A & II BY . A Lady to the worthieft Sir , that ever Country Country called his , and you ...
... woman is , yea , what fhe cannot chufe to be , Will his free hour languish out , For affured bondage ? Derb Lady D. Bleffed live you long Cymb . A & II BY . A Lady to the worthieft Sir , that ever Country Country called his , and you ...
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... woman's rate to market ; - this is the very falfe gallop of verfe ; why do you infect your- felf with them ? As You Like It , A & III . Mrs. MON GUE . For in her age There is a prone , and fpeechless dialect , Such as moves men ...
... woman's rate to market ; - this is the very falfe gallop of verfe ; why do you infect your- felf with them ? As You Like It , A & III . Mrs. MON GUE . For in her age There is a prone , and fpeechless dialect , Such as moves men ...
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... woman that cannot make her fault her huf- band's accufation , let her never nurfe her child her felf , for fhe will breed it like a fool . ་ As You Like It , A & IV . Mr. JEKYLL . If he have wit enough left to keep himself warm , let ...
... woman that cannot make her fault her huf- band's accufation , let her never nurfe her child her felf , for fhe will breed it like a fool . ་ As You Like It , A & IV . Mr. JEKYLL . If he have wit enough left to keep himself warm , let ...
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