The Plays of Shakspeare: Printed from the Text of Samuel Johnson, George Steevens, and Isaac Reed, Volume 5 |
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Sure , Luciana , it is two o'clock . Luc . 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 ...
Sure , Luciana , it is two o'clock . Luc . 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 ...
Page 17
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 home to dinner , He ask'd me for a thousand marks in ...
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 home to dinner , He ask'd me for a thousand marks in ...
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S. Sure ones then . Ant . S. Nay , not sure , in a thing falsing . Dro . S. Certain ones then . Ant . S. Name them . Dro . S. The one , to save the money , that he spends in tiring ; the other , that at dinner they should not drop in ...
S. Sure ones then . Ant . S. Nay , not sure , in a thing falsing . Dro . S. Certain ones then . Ant . S. Name them . Dro . S. The one , to save the money , that he spends in tiring ; the other , that at dinner they should not drop in ...
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Until I know this sure uncertainty , I'll entertain the offer'd fallacy . Luc . Dromio , go bid the servants spread for dinner . Dro . S. O , for my beads ! I cross me for a sinner . This is the fairy land ; -0 , spite of spites !
Until I know this sure uncertainty , I'll entertain the offer'd fallacy . Luc . Dromio , go bid the servants spread for dinner . Dro . S. O , for my beads ! I cross me for a sinner . This is the fairy land ; -0 , spite of spites !
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Sure ; these are but imaginary wiles , And Lapland sorcerers inhabit here . Enter Dromio of Syracuse . Dro . S. Master , here's the gold you sent me for :What , have you got the picture of old Adam new apparelled ?
Sure ; these are but imaginary wiles , And Lapland sorcerers inhabit here . Enter Dromio of Syracuse . Dro . S. Master , here's the gold you sent me for :What , have you got the picture of old Adam new apparelled ?
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