The Dramatic Works of William Shakespeare: With a Life of the Poet, and Notes, Original and Selected; Together with a Copious Glossary ... |
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Belike , some noble gentleman , that means , Travelling some journey , to repose
him here . Re - enter a Servant . How now ? who is it ? Serv . An it please your
honor , Players that offer service to your lordship . Lord . Bid them come near .
Belike , some noble gentleman , that means , Travelling some journey , to repose
him here . Re - enter a Servant . How now ? who is it ? Serv . An it please your
honor , Players that offer service to your lordship . Lord . Bid them come near .
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Farewell - yet , for the love I bear my sweet Bianca , if I can by any means light on
a fit man to teach her that wherein she delights , I will wish him to her father . Hor .
So will I , seignior Gremio : but a word , I pray . Though the nature of our ...
Farewell - yet , for the love I bear my sweet Bianca , if I can by any means light on
a fit man to teach her that wherein she delights , I will wish him to her father . Hor .
So will I , seignior Gremio : but a word , I pray . Though the nature of our ...
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he you mean ? Tra . Even he , Biondello . Gre . Hark you , sir ; you mean not her
toTra . Perhaps him and her , sir . What have you to do ? Pet . Not her that chides
, sir ; at any hand , I pray . Tra . I love no chiders , sir . — Biondello , let ' s away .
he you mean ? Tra . Even he , Biondello . Gre . Hark you , sir ; you mean not her
toTra . Perhaps him and her , sir . What have you to do ? Pet . Not her that chides
, sir ; at any hand , I pray . Tra . I love no chiders , sir . — Biondello , let ' s away .
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But for my daughter Katharine , — this I know , She is not for your turn , the more
my grief , Pet . I see you do not mean to part with her ; Or else you like not of my
company . Bap . Mistake me not ; I speak but as I find . Whence are you , sir ?
But for my daughter Katharine , — this I know , She is not for your turn , the more
my grief , Pet . I see you do not mean to part with her ; Or else you like not of my
company . Bap . Mistake me not ; I speak but as I find . Whence are you , sir ?
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What , you mean my face ? Kath . Well aimed of such a young one . Pet . Now , by
Saint George , I am too young for you . Kath . Yet you are withered . Pet . ' Tis with
cares . Kath . I care not . Pet . Nay , hear you , Kate ; in sooth , you ' scape not ...
What , you mean my face ? Kath . Well aimed of such a young one . Pet . Now , by
Saint George , I am too young for you . Kath . Yet you are withered . Pet . ' Tis with
cares . Kath . I care not . Pet . Nay , hear you , Kate ; in sooth , you ' scape not ...
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