The Plays of Shakspeare: Printed from the Text of Samuel Johnson, George Steevens, and Isaac Reed, Volume 5 |
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There she had not been long , but she became A joyful mother of two goodly sons ; And , which was strange , the one so like the other , As could not be distinguish'd but by names . That very hour , and in the selfsame inn , A poor mean ...
There she had not been long , but she became A joyful mother of two goodly sons ; And , which was strange , the one so like the other , As could not be distinguish'd but by names . That very hour , and in the selfsame inn , A poor mean ...
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Within this hour it will be dinner - time : Till that , I'll view the manners of the town , Peruse the traders , gaze upon the buildings , And then return , and sleep within mine inn ; For with long travel I am stiff and weary .
Within this hour it will be dinner - time : Till that , I'll view the manners of the town , Peruse the traders , gaze upon the buildings , And then return , and sleep within mine inn ; For with long travel I am stiff and weary .
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S. Sconce , call you it ? so you would leave battering , I had rather have it a head : an you use these blows long , I must get a sconce for my head , and insconce it too ; or else I shall seek my wit in my shoulders .
S. Sconce , call you it ? so you would leave battering , I had rather have it a head : an you use these blows long , I must get a sconce for my head , and insconce it too ; or else I shall seek my wit in my shoulders .
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S. ' Tis true ; she rides me , and I long for grass . " Tis SO , I am an ass ; else it could never be , But I should know her as well as she knows me . Adr . Come , come , no longer will I be a fool , To put the finger in the eye and ...
S. ' Tis true ; she rides me , and I long for grass . " Tis SO , I am an ass ; else it could never be , But I should know her as well as she knows me . Adr . Come , come , no longer will I be a fool , To put the finger in the eye and ...
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Once this , -Your long experience of her wisdom , Her sober virtue , years , and modesty , Plead on her part some cause to you unknown ; And doubt not , sir , but she will well excuse Why at this time the doors are made against you .
Once this , -Your long experience of her wisdom , Her sober virtue , years , and modesty , Plead on her part some cause to you unknown ; And doubt not , sir , but she will well excuse Why at this time the doors are made against you .
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