The Plays of Shakspeare: Printed from the Text of Samuel Johnson, George Steevens, and Isaac Reed, Volumen5 |
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Prin . Now , what admittance , lord ? Boyet . Navarre had notice of your fair
approach ; And he , and his competitors in oath , Were all address ' d to meet you
, gentle lady , Before I came . Marry , thus much I have learnt , He rather means to
...
Prin . Now , what admittance , lord ? Boyet . Navarre had notice of your fair
approach ; And he , and his competitors in oath , Were all address ' d to meet you
, gentle lady , Before I came . Marry , thus much I have learnt , He rather means to
...
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Prin . Was that the king , that spurr ' d his horse so hard Against the steep uprising
of the hill ? Boyet . I know not ; but , I ... Prin . Whoe ' er he was , he show ' d a
mounting mind . Well , lords , to - day we shall have our despatch ; On Saturday ...
Prin . Was that the king , that spurr ' d his horse so hard Against the steep uprising
of the hill ? Boyet . I know not ; but , I ... Prin . Whoe ' er he was , he show ' d a
mounting mind . Well , lords , to - day we shall have our despatch ; On Saturday ...
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Prin . See , see , my beauty will be sav ' d by merit . O heresy in fair , fit for these
days ! A giving hand , though foul , shall have fair praise . But come , the bow : -
Now mercy goes to kill , And shooting well is then accounted ill . Thus will I save ...
Prin . See , see , my beauty will be sav ' d by merit . O heresy in fair , fit for these
days ! A giving hand , though foul , shall have fair praise . But come , the bow : -
Now mercy goes to kill , And shooting well is then accounted ill . Thus will I save ...
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Printed from the Text of Samuel Johnson, George Steevens, and Isaac Reed
William Shakespeare. King . Farewell , mad wenches ; you have simple wits . [
Ereunt King , Lords , Mota , Music , and Attendants . Prin . Twenty adieus , my
frozen ...
Printed from the Text of Samuel Johnson, George Steevens, and Isaac Reed
William Shakespeare. King . Farewell , mad wenches ; you have simple wits . [
Ereunt King , Lords , Mota , Music , and Attendants . Prin . Twenty adieus , my
frozen ...
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Prin . The fairest is confession . Were you not here , but even now , disguis ' d ?
King . Madam , I was . Prin . And were you well advis ' d ? King . I was , fair
madam . Prin . When you then were here , What did you whisper in your lady ' s
ear ?
Prin . The fairest is confession . Were you not here , but even now , disguis ' d ?
King . Madam , I was . Prin . And were you well advis ' d ? King . I was , fair
madam . Prin . When you then were here , What did you whisper in your lady ' s
ear ?
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Attendants Baptista bear beauty better Bian Bianca Bion Biron Boyet break bring comes Cost Curt daughter doth Dromio Duke Dull Enter Erit Exeunt Exit eyes face fair father fear fellow fire fool gentle give grace Grumio hand hast hath head hear heard heart hold horse Hortensio hour husband I'll Kate Kath KATHARINA keep King lady leave light live Long look lord Lucentio madam Marry master mean mistress Moth never oath officer Petruchio play pray present Prin prove rest SCENE Servant signior sister speak stand stay sure sweet tell thank thee thine thing thou thou art tongue Tranio true unto villain wife woman
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