Prefaces. Tempest. Two gentlemen of Verona. Merry wives of WindsorC. Bathurst, 1773 |
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... Slen . A few of the incidents in this comedy might have been taken from fome old tranflation of the Il Pecorone of Giovanni Fiorentino . I have lately met with the fame story in a very contemptible performance , intitled , The fortunate ...
... Slen . A few of the incidents in this comedy might have been taken from fome old tranflation of the Il Pecorone of Giovanni Fiorentino . I have lately met with the fame story in a very contemptible performance , intitled , The fortunate ...
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William Shakespeare Samuel Johnson, George Steevens. Slen . In the county of Gloucefter , juftice of peace , and Coram . Shal . Ay , coufin Slender , and 4 Cuftalorum . Slen . Ay , and Ratolorum too ; and a gentleman born , mafter parfon ...
William Shakespeare Samuel Johnson, George Steevens. Slen . In the county of Gloucefter , juftice of peace , and Coram . Shal . Ay , coufin Slender , and 4 Cuftalorum . Slen . Ay , and Ratolorum too ; and a gentleman born , mafter parfon ...
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William Shakespeare Samuel Johnson, George Steevens. Slen . I may quarter , coz . Shal . You may , by marrying . Eva . It is marring , indeed , if he quarter it . Shal . Not a whit . Eva . Yes , py'r - lady ; if he has a quarter of your ...
William Shakespeare Samuel Johnson, George Steevens. Slen . I may quarter , coz . Shal . You may , by marrying . Eva . It is marring , indeed , if he quarter it . Shal . Not a whit . Eva . Yes , py'r - lady ; if he has a quarter of your ...
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... Slen . Did her grandfire leave her feven hundred pounds ? Eva . Ay , and her father is make her a petter penny . Slen . I know the young gentlewoman ; she has good gifts . fentment of twelve : upon which certificate the trespaffers ...
... Slen . Did her grandfire leave her feven hundred pounds ? Eva . Ay , and her father is make her a petter penny . Slen . I know the young gentlewoman ; she has good gifts . fentment of twelve : upon which certificate the trespaffers ...
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... Slen . 9 How does your fallow greyhound , Sir ? I heard fay , he was out - run on Cotfale . Page . It could not be ... Slen Slen . You'll not confefs , you'll not confess . OF WINDSOR . 197.
... Slen . 9 How does your fallow greyhound , Sir ? I heard fay , he was out - run on Cotfale . Page . It could not be ... Slen Slen . You'll not confefs , you'll not confess . OF WINDSOR . 197.
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