The Dramatic Works of Thomas Dekker: Now First Collected with Illustrative Notes and a Memoir of the Author, Volume 1J. Pearson, 1873 |
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Page 44 - Welcome home, Master Shrieve. I pray God continue you in health and wealth. Eyre See here, my Maggy, a chain, a gold chain for Simon Eyre. I shall make thee a lady.
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Page 56 - Thou lie with a woman to build nothing but Cripple-gates ! Well, God sends fools fortune, and it may be, he may light upon his matrimony by such a device ; for wedding and hanging goes by destiny. [Exit.
Page 75 - I'll shave it off, and stuff tennis-balls with it, to please my bully king. King. But all this while I do not know your age. Eyre. My liege, I am six and fifty year old, yet I can cry humph ! with a sound heart for the honour of Saint Hugh.
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