Twenty of the Plays of Shakespeare: A midsommer nights dreame. 1600. A pleasant comedy of the merry wiues of Windsor. 1619. The merry wiues of Windsor. 1630. Much adoe about nothing. 1600. The comicall history of the merchant of Venice. 1600. Loues labour's lost. 1631J. and R. Tonson, 1766 |
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... bragging to the stars , Telling the bushes that thou look'st for warres , And wilt not come ? Come recreant , come thou childe , Ile whip thee with a rod . He is defil'd That drawes a fword on thee . Deme . Yea , art thou there ? Rob ...
... bragging to the stars , Telling the bushes that thou look'st for warres , And wilt not come ? Come recreant , come thou childe , Ile whip thee with a rod . He is defil'd That drawes a fword on thee . Deme . Yea , art thou there ? Rob ...
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... bragging youth ; and tell quaint lyes , How honourable ladies fought my loue , Which I denying , they fell ficke and dyed : I could not doe withall . Then Ile repent , And wish for all that , that I had not kill'd them ; And twenty of ...
... bragging youth ; and tell quaint lyes , How honourable ladies fought my loue , Which I denying , they fell ficke and dyed : I could not doe withall . Then Ile repent , And wish for all that , that I had not kill'd them ; And twenty of ...
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... Brag . Why ? sadnesse is one and the felfe - fame thing deare impe . Boy . No no , O Lord fir no . Brag . How canft thou part fadneffe and melancholy my tender iuuenall ? Boy . By a familiar demonstration of the working , my tough ...
... Brag . Why ? sadnesse is one and the felfe - fame thing deare impe . Boy . No no , O Lord fir no . Brag . How canft thou part fadneffe and melancholy my tender iuuenall ? Boy . By a familiar demonstration of the working , my tough ...
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... Brag . In thy condigne praise . Boy . I will praise an eele with the fame praise . Brag . What ? that an eele is ingenuous . Boy . That an eele is quicke . Brag . I doe fay thou art quicke in anfwers . Thou heat'st my bloud . Boy . I am ...
... Brag . In thy condigne praise . Boy . I will praise an eele with the fame praise . Brag . What ? that an eele is ingenuous . Boy . That an eele is quicke . Brag . I doe fay thou art quicke in anfwers . Thou heat'st my bloud . Boy . I am ...
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... Brag . O well knit Sampfon , ftrong ioynted Sampson ; I doe excell thee in my rapier , as much as thou didft mee in carrying gates . I am in loue too . Who was Sampfons loue my deare Moth . Boy . A woman , master . Brag . Of what ...
... Brag . O well knit Sampfon , ftrong ioynted Sampson ; I doe excell thee in my rapier , as much as thou didft mee in carrying gates . I am in loue too . Who was Sampfons loue my deare Moth . Boy . A woman , master . Brag . Of what ...
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