The Plays of William Shakespeare in Eight Volumes: With the Corrections and Illustrations of Various Commentators; to which are Added Notes by Sam Johnson, Volume 3J. and R. Tonson, 1765 |
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... fool ; if Eccho were as fleet , I would esteem him worth a dozen fuch . But fup them well , and look unto them all , To morrow I intend to hunt again . Hun . I will , my Lord . Lord . What's here ? one dead , or drunk ? fee , doth he ...
... fool ; if Eccho were as fleet , I would esteem him worth a dozen fuch . But fup them well , and look unto them all , To morrow I intend to hunt again . Hun . I will , my Lord . Lord . What's here ? one dead , or drunk ? fee , doth he ...
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... fool . Hor . From all fuch devils , good Lord , deliver us . Gre . And me too , good Lord . Tra . Hush , mafter , here's fome good paftime toward ; That wench is ftark mad , or wonderful fro- ward . Luc . But in the other's filence I do ...
... fool . Hor . From all fuch devils , good Lord , deliver us . Gre . And me too , good Lord . Tra . Hush , mafter , here's fome good paftime toward ; That wench is ftark mad , or wonderful fro- ward . Luc . But in the other's filence I do ...
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... fool to be married to hell ? Hor . Tufh , Gremio ; tho ' it pafs your patience and mine to endure her loud alarms , why , man , there be good fellows in the world , an ' a man could light on them , would take her with all her faults ...
... fool to be married to hell ? Hor . Tufh , Gremio ; tho ' it pafs your patience and mine to endure her loud alarms , why , man , there be good fellows in the world , an ' a man could light on them , would take her with all her faults ...
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... fool could find it , where it lies . Pet . Who knows not , where a wasp doth wear his fting ? In his tail . Cath . In his tongue . Pet . Whofe tongue ? Cath . Yours , if you talk of tails ; and fo farewel . Pet . What with my tongue in ...
... fool could find it , where it lies . Pet . Who knows not , where a wasp doth wear his fting ? In his tail . Cath . In his tongue . Pet . Whofe tongue ? Cath . Yours , if you talk of tails ; and fo farewel . Pet . What with my tongue in ...
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... fool , and whom thou keep'ft command . Pet . Did ever Dian fo become a grove , As Kate this chamber with her princely gaite ? O , be thou Dian , and let her be Kate , And And then let Kate be chaft , and Dian sportful OF THE SHRE W. 41.
... fool , and whom thou keep'ft command . Pet . Did ever Dian fo become a grove , As Kate this chamber with her princely gaite ? O , be thou Dian , and let her be Kate , And And then let Kate be chaft , and Dian sportful OF THE SHRE W. 41.
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