Works, 3 tomasBell & Bradfute, J. Dickinson [and others], 1795 |
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... true gate , cat , fpeak , and move under the influence of the most receiv'd ftar : and tho ' the devil lead the measure , fuch are to be follow'd : after them , and take a more dilated farewell . Ber . And I will do fo . Par . Worthy ...
... true gate , cat , fpeak , and move under the influence of the most receiv'd ftar : and tho ' the devil lead the measure , fuch are to be follow'd : after them , and take a more dilated farewell . Ber . And I will do fo . Par . Worthy ...
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... true traveller : you are more faucy with Lords and honourable perfonages , than the heraldry of your Here is a line loft after paft ; so that it should be diftinguished by a break with afterifks . The very words of the loft line it is ...
... true traveller : you are more faucy with Lords and honourable perfonages , than the heraldry of your Here is a line loft after paft ; so that it should be diftinguished by a break with afterifks . The very words of the loft line it is ...
34 psl.
... true ; I took this lark for Ber . I do affure you , my Lord , he is very great in knowledge , and accordingly valiant . Laf . I have then finned against his experience , and tranfgrefs'd against his valour ; and my ftate that way is ...
... true ; I took this lark for Ber . I do affure you , my Lord , he is very great in knowledge , and accordingly valiant . Laf . I have then finned against his experience , and tranfgrefs'd against his valour ; and my ftate that way is ...
36 psl.
... true obfervance feek to eke out that , Wherein tow'rd me my homely stars have fail'd , To equal my great fortune . Ber . Let that go : My hafte is very great . Farewell ; hie home . Hel . Pray , Sir , your pardon . Ber . Well , what ...
... true obfervance feek to eke out that , Wherein tow'rd me my homely stars have fail'd , To equal my great fortune . Ber . Let that go : My hafte is very great . Farewell ; hie home . Hel . Pray , Sir , your pardon . Ber . Well , what ...
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... true and exact per- former , I would have that drum or another , or hic jacet . Ber . Why , if you have a ftomach to't , Monfieur ; if you think your mystery in ftratagem can bring this inftrument of honour again into his native quarter ...
... true and exact per- former , I would have that drum or another , or hic jacet . Ber . Why , if you have a ftomach to't , Monfieur ; if you think your mystery in ftratagem can bring this inftrument of honour again into his native quarter ...
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