Tempest. Two gentlemen of Verona. Merry wives of Windsor. Measure for measure. Comedy of errors. Much ado about nothing. Love's labour's lost. Midsummer night's dream. Merchant of Venice. As you like it. Taming of the shrew. All's well that ends well. Twelfth night. A winter's tale. King John. King Richard II. First and second parts of King Henry IV. King Henry V. First and second parts of King Henry VIG. Routledge & sons, limited, 1875 |
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... tongue ! Alon . I prithee spare . Gon . Well , I have done : But yet- Seb . He will be talking . Ant . Which , of he , or Adrian , for a good wager , first begins to crow ? Seb . The old cock . Ant . The cockrel . Seb . Done : the wager ...
... tongue ! Alon . I prithee spare . Gon . Well , I have done : But yet- Seb . He will be talking . Ant . Which , of he , or Adrian , for a good wager , first begins to crow ? Seb . The old cock . Ant . The cockrel . Seb . Done : the wager ...
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... tongues , Do hiss me into madness : -Lo ! now ! lo ! Enter Trinculo . Here comes a spirit of his ; and to torment me ... tongue with a tang , Would cry to a sailor , ' Go hang : ' She lov'd not the savour of tar nor of pitch , Yet a ...
... tongues , Do hiss me into madness : -Lo ! now ! lo ! Enter Trinculo . Here comes a spirit of his ; and to torment me ... tongue with a tang , Would cry to a sailor , ' Go hang : ' She lov'd not the savour of tar nor of pitch , Yet a ...
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... tongues hath into bondage Brought my too diligent ear : for several virtues Have I lik'd several women ; never any With so full soul , but some defect in ... tongue in sack for my part , the sea cannot drown 22 [ ACT . III . THE TEMPEST .
... tongues hath into bondage Brought my too diligent ear : for several virtues Have I lik'd several women ; never any With so full soul , but some defect in ... tongue in sack for my part , the sea cannot drown 22 [ ACT . III . THE TEMPEST .
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... tongue in your head ; if you prove a mutineer , the next tree - The poor monster's my subject , and he shall not suffer indig- nity . Cal . I thank my noble lord . Wilt thou be pleas'd To hearken once again to the suit I made to thee ...
... tongue in your head ; if you prove a mutineer , the next tree - The poor monster's my subject , and he shall not suffer indig- nity . Cal . I thank my noble lord . Wilt thou be pleas'd To hearken once again to the suit I made to thee ...
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... tongue ) a kind [ ing Of excellent dumb discourse . Pro . Praise in departing . [ Aside . Fran . They vanish'd strangely . Seb . No matter , since They have left their viands behind ; for we have stomachs.- Will't please you taste of ...
... tongue ) a kind [ ing Of excellent dumb discourse . Pro . Praise in departing . [ Aside . Fran . They vanish'd strangely . Seb . No matter , since They have left their viands behind ; for we have stomachs.- Will't please you taste of ...
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