The Plays of Shakespeare: The Text Regulated by the Old Copies, and by the Recently Discovered Folio of 1632, Containing Early Manuscript EmendationsWhittaker and Company, 1853 - 884 страници |
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... mistress Anne Page for my master , in the way of marriage . Quick . This is all , indeed , la ; but I'll ne'er put my finger in the fire , and need not . Caius . Sir Hugh send - a you ? -Rugby , baillez me some paper : tarry you a ...
... mistress Anne Page for my master , in the way of marriage . Quick . This is all , indeed , la ; but I'll ne'er put my finger in the fire , and need not . Caius . Sir Hugh send - a you ? -Rugby , baillez me some paper : tarry you a ...
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... Mistress FORD . Mrs. Ford . Mistress Page ! trust me , I was going to your house . Mrs. Page . And , trust me , I was coming to you . You look very ill . Mrs. Ford . Nay , I'll ne'er believe that : I have to show to the contrary . Mrs ...
... Mistress FORD . Mrs. Ford . Mistress Page ! trust me , I was going to your house . Mrs. Page . And , trust me , I was coming to you . You look very ill . Mrs. Ford . Nay , I'll ne'er believe that : I have to show to the contrary . Mrs ...
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... mistress Bridget lost the handle of her fan , I took't upon mine honour thou hadst it not . Pist . Didst thou not share ? hadst thou not fifteen pence ? Fal . Reason , you rogue , reason : think'st thou , I'll endanger my soul gratis ...
... mistress Bridget lost the handle of her fan , I took't upon mine honour thou hadst it not . Pist . Didst thou not share ? hadst thou not fifteen pence ? Fal . Reason , you rogue , reason : think'st thou , I'll endanger my soul gratis ...
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... mistress Page hath her hearty commendations to you too ; -and let me tell you in your ear , she's as fartuous a civil modest wife , and one ( I tell you ) that will not miss you morning nor evening prayer , as any is in Windsor , whoe ...
... mistress Page hath her hearty commendations to you too ; -and let me tell you in your ear , she's as fartuous a civil modest wife , and one ( I tell you ) that will not miss you morning nor evening prayer , as any is in Windsor , whoe ...
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... Mistress PAGE and ROBIN . Mrs. Page . Nay , keep your way , little gallant : you were wont to be a follower , but now you are a leader . Whether had you rather , lead mine eyes , or eye your master's heels ? 1 Rob . I had rather ...
... Mistress PAGE and ROBIN . Mrs. Page . Nay , keep your way , little gallant : you were wont to be a follower , but now you are a leader . Whether had you rather , lead mine eyes , or eye your master's heels ? 1 Rob . I had rather ...
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