The Plays of Shakspeare: Printed from the Text of Samuel Johnson, George Steevens, and Isaac Reed, Volume 5 |
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For , since the mortal and intestine jars , ' Twixt thy seditious countrymen and us , It hath in solemn synods been decreed , Both by the Syracusans and ourselves , To admit no traffick to our adverse towns : Nay , more , If any ...
For , since the mortal and intestine jars , ' Twixt thy seditious countrymen and us , It hath in solemn synods been decreed , Both by the Syracusans and ourselves , To admit no traffick to our adverse towns : Nay , more , If any ...
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And , for the sake of them thou sorrowest for , Do me the favour to dilate at full What hath befallen of them , and thee , till now . Ęge . My youngest boy , and yet my eldest care , At eighteen years became inquisitive After his ...
And , for the sake of them thou sorrowest for , Do me the favour to dilate at full What hath befallen of them , and thee , till now . Ęge . My youngest boy , and yet my eldest care , At eighteen years became inquisitive After his ...
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E. Return'd so soon ! rather approach'd too late : The capon burns , the pig falls from the spit ; The clock hath strucken twelve upon the bell , My mistress made it one upon my cheek : She is so hot , because the meat is cold ...
E. Return'd so soon ! rather approach'd too late : The capon burns , the pig falls from the spit ; The clock hath strucken twelve upon the bell , My mistress made it one upon my cheek : She is so hot , because the meat is cold ...
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Perhaps , some merchant hath invited him , And from the mart he's somewhere gone to dinner . Good sister , let us dine , and never fret : A man is master of his liberty : Time is their master ; and , when they see time , They'll go ...
Perhaps , some merchant hath invited him , And from the mart he's somewhere gone to dinner . Good sister , let us dine , and never fret : A man is master of his liberty : Time is their master ; and , when they see time , They'll go ...
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It seems , he hath great care to please his wife . Dro . E. Why , mistress , sure my master is horn - mad . Adr . Horn - mad , thou villain ? Dro . E. I mean not cuckold - mad ; but , sure , he's stark - mad : When I desir'd him to come ...
It seems , he hath great care to please his wife . Dro . E. Why , mistress , sure my master is horn - mad . Adr . Horn - mad , thou villain ? Dro . E. I mean not cuckold - mad ; but , sure , he's stark - mad : When I desir'd him to come ...
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