Prefaces. Tempest. Two gentlemen of Verona. Merry wives of WindsorC. Bathurst, 1773 |
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Page 104
... Speed , a clownish servant to Valentine . Launce , the like to Protheus . Panthino * , fervant to Anthonio . Julia , a lady of Verona , beloved of Protheus . Silvia , the duke of Milan's daughter , beloved of Va- lentine . Lucetta ...
... Speed , a clownish servant to Valentine . Launce , the like to Protheus . Panthino * , fervant to Anthonio . Julia , a lady of Verona , beloved of Protheus . Silvia , the duke of Milan's daughter , beloved of Va- lentine . Lucetta ...
Page 109
... Speed . Speed . Sir Protheus , save you : faw you my master ? Pro . But now he parted hence to imbark for Milan . Speed . Twenty to one then he is shipp'd already , And I have play'd the sheep in lofing him . Pro . Indeed , a sheep doth ...
... Speed . Speed . Sir Protheus , save you : faw you my master ? Pro . But now he parted hence to imbark for Milan . Speed . Twenty to one then he is shipp'd already , And I have play'd the sheep in lofing him . Pro . Indeed , a sheep doth ...
Page 110
... Speed . This proves me still a sheep . Pro . True ; and thy master a shepherd . Speed . Nay , that I can deny by a circumstance . Pro . It shall go hard , but I'll prove it by another . Speed . The shepherd seeks the sheep , and not the ...
... Speed . This proves me still a sheep . Pro . True ; and thy master a shepherd . Speed . Nay , that I can deny by a circumstance . Pro . It shall go hard , but I'll prove it by another . Speed . The shepherd seeks the sheep , and not the ...
Page 111
... Speed . Nay , Sir , less than a pound shall serve me for carrying your letter . Pro . You mistake : I mean the pound , a pinfold . Speed . From a pound to a pin ? fold it over and over , ' tis threefold too little for carrying a ...
... Speed . Nay , Sir , less than a pound shall serve me for carrying your letter . Pro . You mistake : I mean the pound , a pinfold . Speed . From a pound to a pin ? fold it over and over , ' tis threefold too little for carrying a ...
Page 112
... Speed . Truly , Sir , I think you'll hardly win her . Pro . Why ? could'st thou perceive so much from her ? Speed . Sir , I could perceive nothing at all from her ; no , not so much as a ducket for delivering your letter . And being fo ...
... Speed . Truly , Sir , I think you'll hardly win her . Pro . Why ? could'st thou perceive so much from her ? Speed . Sir , I could perceive nothing at all from her ; no , not so much as a ducket for delivering your letter . And being fo ...
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Page 89 - O, wonder! How many goodly creatures are there here ! How beauteous mankind is ! O brave new world, That has such people in't ! Pros.
Page 23 - You taught me language; and my profit on't Is, I know how to curse : The red plague rid you, For learning me your language ! Pro.
Page 83 - Ye elves of hills, brooks, standing lakes and groves, And ye that on the sands with printless foot Do chase the ebbing Neptune and do fly him When he comes back ; you demi-puppets that By moonshine do the green sour ringlets make, Whereof the ewe not bites, and you whose pastime Is to make midnight mushrooms, that rejoice To hear the solemn curfew...
Page 83 - To hear the solemn curfew ; by whose aid (Weak masters though ye be) I have be-dimm'd The noontide sun , call'd forth the mutinous winds , And 'twixt the green sea and the azur'd vault Set roaring war: to the dread rattling thunder Have I given fire , and rifted Jove's stout oak With his own bolt...
Page 82 - Hast thou, which art but air, a touch, a feeling Of their afflictions, and shall not myself, One of their kind, that relish all as sharply, Passion as they, be kindlier...