Bell's Edition of Shakespeare's Plays,: As They are Now Performed at the Theatres Royal in London; : Regulated from the Prompt Books of Each House by Permission; with Notes Critical and Illustrative; by the Authors of the Dramatic Censor, 6 tomasJohn Bell ... and C. Etherington at York, 1774 |
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... father at the road Expects my coming , there to fee me ship'd . Pro . And thither will I bring thee , Valentine . Val . Sweet Protheus , no ; now let us take our leave : At Milan let me hear from thee by letters , Of thy fuccefs in love ...
... father at the road Expects my coming , there to fee me ship'd . Pro . And thither will I bring thee , Valentine . Val . Sweet Protheus , no ; now let us take our leave : At Milan let me hear from thee by letters , Of thy fuccefs in love ...
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... father fstays . Jul . Well , let us go . Luc . What , fhall these papers lie like tell - tales here ? Jul . If you refpect them , beft to take them up . Luc . Nay , I was taken up for laying them down : Yet here they shall not lie , for ...
... father fstays . Jul . Well , let us go . Luc . What , fhall these papers lie like tell - tales here ? Jul . If you refpect them , beft to take them up . Luc . Nay , I was taken up for laying them down : Yet here they shall not lie , for ...
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... fathers would applaud our loves , To feal our happiness with their confents ! O heavenly Julia ! Ant . How now ? what letter are you reading ... father Julia's letter , Left Left he should take exceptions to my love ; And OF VERONA . 15.
... fathers would applaud our loves , To feal our happiness with their confents ! O heavenly Julia ! Ant . How now ? what letter are you reading ... father Julia's letter , Left Left he should take exceptions to my love ; And OF VERONA . 15.
16 psl.
... father calls for you ; He is in haste , therefore , I pray you go . Pro . Why , this it is ! my heart accords thereto ; And yet a thousand times it anfwers , no . [ Exeunt . ACT II . SCENE 1. Milan . A Room in the Duke's Palace . Enter ...
... father calls for you ; He is in haste , therefore , I pray you go . Pro . Why , this it is ! my heart accords thereto ; And yet a thousand times it anfwers , no . [ Exeunt . ACT II . SCENE 1. Milan . A Room in the Duke's Palace . Enter ...
21 psl.
... father ftays my coming ; answer not ; The tide is now : nay , not thy tide of tears ; That tide will stay me longer than I should . Julia , farewel . - What , gone without a word ? [ Exit Julia . Ay , so true love fhould do : it cannot ...
... father ftays my coming ; answer not ; The tide is now : nay , not thy tide of tears ; That tide will stay me longer than I should . Julia , farewel . - What , gone without a word ? [ Exit Julia . Ay , so true love fhould do : it cannot ...
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Achilles Agamemnon Ajax Antony Baptifta Becauſe Bianca Biondello Cæfar Cafar Calchas Charmian Cleopatra Creffida Diomed doth Duke Enobarbus Enter Eros Exeunt Exit eyes fame father fcene fhall fhew fhould fifter fome fool fpeak ftand ftill ftrange fuch Fulvia fweet fword gentleman give Grumio hath hear heart Hector himſelf honour Hortenfio houſe i'the itſelf Kate kifs lady lord Lucentio madam mafter Mark Antony Menelaus miſtreſs moft moſt muft muſt myſelf Padua Pandarus Patroclus Petruchio pleaſe Pompey pray prefent Priam Protheus purpoſe queen reafon ſay SCENE ſhall ſhe Silvia ſpeak ſpirit tell thee thefe Therfites theſe thoſe Thurio Tranio Troilus Trojan Troy Valentine what's whofe yourſelf
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