Prefaces. Tempest. Two gentlemen of Verona. Merry wives of WindsorC. Bathurst, 1773 |
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... Thurio ? do you change colour ? Val . Give him leave , madam ; he is a kind of came- leon . Thu. That hath more mind ... THURIO , and SPEED . Sil . Servant Val . Mistress ? Speed . Master , Sir Thurio frowns on you . Val . Ay , boy ...
... Thurio ? do you change colour ? Val . Give him leave , madam ; he is a kind of came- leon . Thu. That hath more mind ... THURIO , and SPEED . Sil . Servant Val . Mistress ? Speed . Master , Sir Thurio frowns on you . Val . Ay , boy ...
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... THURIO ; PROTEUS behind . DUKE . Sir Thurio , fear not but that she will love you , Now Valentine is banish'd from her sight . Thu. Since his exile she hath despis'd me most ; Forsworn my company , and rail'd at me , That I am desperate ...
... THURIO ; PROTEUS behind . DUKE . Sir Thurio , fear not but that she will love you , Now Valentine is banish'd from her sight . Thu. Since his exile she hath despis'd me most ; Forsworn my company , and rail'd at me , That I am desperate ...
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... THURIO , and SPEED . Sil . Servant Val . Mistress ? Speed . Master , Sir Thurio frowns on you . Val . Ay , boy , it's for love . Speed . Not of you . Val . Of my mistress then . Speed . Twere good , you knocked him . Sil . Servant , you ...
... THURIO , and SPEED . Sil . Servant Val . Mistress ? Speed . Master , Sir Thurio frowns on you . Val . Ay , boy , it's for love . Speed . Not of you . Val . Of my mistress then . Speed . Twere good , you knocked him . Sil . Servant , you ...
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... THURIO . Duke . Sir Thurio , fear not but that she will love you , Now Valentine is banished from her sight . most , Forsworn my company and railed at me , That I am desperate of obtaining her . Duke . This weak impress of love is as a ...
... THURIO . Duke . Sir Thurio , fear not but that she will love you , Now Valentine is banished from her sight . most , Forsworn my company and railed at me , That I am desperate of obtaining her . Duke . This weak impress of love is as a ...
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... THURIO , and SPEED . Sil . Vai . Servant ! Mistress ? Speed . Master , Sir Thurio frowns on you Val Ay , boy , it's for love . Speed . Not of you . Val . Of my mistress , then . Val . My lord , I will be thankful To any happy messenger ...
... THURIO , and SPEED . Sil . Vai . Servant ! Mistress ? Speed . Master , Sir Thurio frowns on you Val Ay , boy , it's for love . Speed . Not of you . Val . Of my mistress , then . Val . My lord , I will be thankful To any happy messenger ...
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