Works, 3 tomasBell & Bradfute, J. Dickinson [and others], 1795 |
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37 psl.
... hear the drum : Away , and for our flight . Par . Bravely , Couragio ! ACT III . SCENE I. The Duke's court in Florence . [ Exeunt . Flourish . Enter the Duke of Florence , two French Lords , Duke . with foldiers . So that , from point ...
... hear the drum : Away , and for our flight . Par . Bravely , Couragio ! ACT III . SCENE I. The Duke's court in Florence . [ Exeunt . Flourish . Enter the Duke of Florence , two French Lords , Duke . with foldiers . So that , from point ...
39 psl.
... hear he does ; the danger is in ftanding to't ; that's the lofs of men , though it be the getting of children . Here they come will tell you more . For my part , I only hear your fon was run away . SCENE III . Enter Helena , and two ...
... hear he does ; the danger is in ftanding to't ; that's the lofs of men , though it be the getting of children . Here they come will tell you more . For my part , I only hear your fon was run away . SCENE III . Enter Helena , and two ...
42 psl.
... but vain . Count . What angel fhall Bless this unworthy hufband ? he cannot thrive , Unless her prayers , whom Heaven delights to hear , And And loves to grant , reprieve him from the wrath 42 A & III . ALL'S WELL THAT ENDS WELL .
... but vain . Count . What angel fhall Bless this unworthy hufband ? he cannot thrive , Unless her prayers , whom Heaven delights to hear , And And loves to grant , reprieve him from the wrath 42 A & III . ALL'S WELL THAT ENDS WELL .
43 psl.
... hear that she is gone , He will return , and hope I may , that he , Hearing fo much , will fpeed her foot again , Led hither by pure love . Which of them both Is dearest to me , I've no fkill in fenfe To make diftinétion ; provide this ...
... hear that she is gone , He will return , and hope I may , that he , Hearing fo much , will fpeed her foot again , Led hither by pure love . Which of them both Is dearest to me , I've no fkill in fenfe To make diftinétion ; provide this ...
44 psl.
... hears most nobly of him His face I know not . Dia . Whatfoe'er he is , He's bravely taken here . He ftole from France , As ' tis reported ; for the King had married him Against his liking . Think you it is fo ? Hel . Ay , furely ...
... hears most nobly of him His face I know not . Dia . Whatfoe'er he is , He's bravely taken here . He ftole from France , As ' tis reported ; for the King had married him Against his liking . Think you it is fo ? Hel . Ay , furely ...
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