The Plays of William Shakespeare in Eight Volumes: With the Corrections and Illustrations of Various Commentators; to which are Added Notes by Sam Johnson, Том 3J. and R. Tonson, 1765 |
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... Exit Player . My lord , we must have a fhoulder of mutton for a property , and a little Vinegar to make our devil roar . Lord . Go , firrah , take them to the buttery , And give them friendly welcome , every one : Let them want nothing ...
... Exit Player . My lord , we must have a fhoulder of mutton for a property , and a little Vinegar to make our devil roar . Lord . Go , firrah , take them to the buttery , And give them friendly welcome , every one : Let them want nothing ...
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... Exit Servant . I know the boy will well ufurp the grace , Voice , gate , and action of a gentlewoman . I long to hear him call the drunkard , hufband ; And how my men will stay themselves for laughter , When they do homage to this ...
... Exit Servant . I know the boy will well ufurp the grace , Voice , gate , and action of a gentlewoman . I long to hear him call the drunkard , hufband ; And how my men will stay themselves for laughter , When they do homage to this ...
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... Exit . Cath . Why , and , I trust , I may go too , may I not ? what , fhall I be appointed hours , as tho ' , be- like , I knew not what to take , and what to leave ? ha ! [ Exit . 3 A pretty Peat . ] Peat or Pet is a word of endearment ...
... Exit . Cath . Why , and , I trust , I may go too , may I not ? what , fhall I be appointed hours , as tho ' , be- like , I knew not what to take , and what to leave ? ha ! [ Exit . 3 A pretty Peat . ] Peat or Pet is a word of endearment ...
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... Exit Bianca . Cath . Will you not fuffer me ? nay , now I fee , She is your treafure ; fhe muft have a husband I must dance bare - foot on her wedding - day , And , for your love to her , lead apes in hell : Talk not to me , I will go ...
... Exit Bianca . Cath . Will you not fuffer me ? nay , now I fee , She is your treafure ; fhe muft have a husband I must dance bare - foot on her wedding - day , And , for your love to her , lead apes in hell : Talk not to me , I will go ...
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... Exit . Serv , with Hortenfio and Lucentio . We will go walk a little in the orchard , And then to dinner . You are paffing welcome , And fo , I pray you all , to think yourselves .. Pet . Signior Baptifta , my business asketh haste ...
... Exit . Serv , with Hortenfio and Lucentio . We will go walk a little in the orchard , And then to dinner . You are paffing welcome , And fo , I pray you all , to think yourselves .. Pet . Signior Baptifta , my business asketh haste ...
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againſt anfwer Antipholis Baptifta Beat Beatrice becauſe Benedick Bianca Bion Cath Catharine Claud Claudio Conft Coufin Count doft Dogb doth Dromio Duke Enter Exeunt Exit eyes fafe faid father fatire Faulc Faulconbridge feems fenfe fent ferve fhall fhame fhew fhould fince firft firſt fome foul fpeak France ftand fuch fure fwear fweet Gremio hath hear heav'n Hero himſelf honour Hortenfio houfe houſe huſband John Kate King King John knave Lady Leon Leonato Lord Lucentio Madam mafter marry miſtreſs moft moſt muft muſt myſelf never Padua paffage Pedro Petruchio pleaſe pray prefent Prince reafon reft SCENE Shakespeare ſhall ſhe Signior ſpeak tell thee thefe THEOBALD theſe thine thofe thou art thouſand Tranio uſe villain WARBURTON whofe wife word worfe
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