The Plays of William Shakespeare in Eight Volumes: With the Corrections and Illustrations of Various Commentators; to which are Added Notes by Sam Johnson, 3 tomas |
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Re - enter a Servant . How now ? who is it ? Ser . An't please your Honour , Players That offer Service to your lordfhip . Lord . Bid them come near : Enter Players . Now , Fellows , you are welcome . Play . We thank your Honour .
Re - enter a Servant . How now ? who is it ? Ser . An't please your Honour , Players That offer Service to your lordfhip . Lord . Bid them come near : Enter Players . Now , Fellows , you are welcome . Play . We thank your Honour .
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Enter Sly with Attendants , fome with apparel , bason and ewer , and other appurtenances . Re - enter Lord . Sly . OR God's fake , a pot of fmall ale . FOR 1 Serv . Wilt please your Lordship drink a cup of fack ? 2 Serv .
Enter Sly with Attendants , fome with apparel , bason and ewer , and other appurtenances . Re - enter Lord . Sly . OR God's fake , a pot of fmall ale . FOR 1 Serv . Wilt please your Lordship drink a cup of fack ? 2 Serv .
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Enter Baptifta with Catharina and Bianca , Gremio and Hortenfio . Lucentio and Tranio ftand by . * Bap . Gentlemen both , importune me no farther , For how I firmly am refolv'd , you know ; That is , not to bestow my youngest daughter ...
Enter Baptifta with Catharina and Bianca , Gremio and Hortenfio . Lucentio and Tranio ftand by . * Bap . Gentlemen both , importune me no farther , For how I firmly am refolv'd , you know ; That is , not to bestow my youngest daughter ...
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Enter Biondello . Here comes the rogue . Sirrah , where have you been ? Bion . Where have I been ? nay , how now , where are you ? master , has my fellow Tranio ftoll'n your cloaths , or you ftoll'n his , or both ? pray , what's the ...
Enter Biondello . Here comes the rogue . Sirrah , where have you been ? Bion . Where have I been ? nay , how now , where are you ? master , has my fellow Tranio ftoll'n your cloaths , or you ftoll'n his , or both ? pray , what's the ...
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Enter Hortenfio . Hor . How now , what's the matter ? my old friend Grumio , and my good friend Petruchio ! how do you all at Verona ? Pet . Signior Hortenfio , come you to part the fray ? Con tutto il Core , ben trovato , may I say .
Enter Hortenfio . Hor . How now , what's the matter ? my old friend Grumio , and my good friend Petruchio ! how do you all at Verona ? Pet . Signior Hortenfio , come you to part the fray ? Con tutto il Core , ben trovato , may I say .
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The Plays of William Shakespeare With the Corrections and ..., 3 tomas William Shakespeare Visos knygos peržiūra - 1805 |
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bear Beat believe Benedick better blood bring brother Cath Changes Claud Claudio comes Count daughter death doth Duke Enter Exeunt Exit eyes face fair faith fame father fear feems fellow fenfe fhall fhould fome fool foul fpeak France fuch fweet give hand hath hear heart heav'n Hero hold honour hope I'll Italy John keep King lady leave Leon live look Lord Madam mafter marry mean moft mother muft muſt nature never night peace Pedro play poor pray Prince SCENE Signior tell thank thee thefe THEOBALD theſe thing thou thought tongue true truth WARBURTON wife wrong young
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