The works of Shakespear, with a glossary, pr. from the Oxford ed. in quarto, 1744 [by Sir T.Hanmer]. |
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Why , Sir John , what do you think , Sir John ! do you think I keep thieves in my
house ? I have search'd , I have enquird , so has my husband , man by man , boy
by boy , servant by servant : the right of a hair was never loft in my house before .
Why , Sir John , what do you think , Sir John ! do you think I keep thieves in my
house ? I have search'd , I have enquird , so has my husband , man by man , boy
by boy , servant by servant : the right of a hair was never loft in my house before .
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William Shakespeare sir Thomas Hanmer (4th bart). Hoft . No , Sir John : you do
not know me , Sir Jobn ; I know you , Sir Fobn ; you owe me mony , Sir John , and
How you pick a quarrel to beguile me of it . I bought you a dozen of shirts to your
...
William Shakespeare sir Thomas Hanmer (4th bart). Hoft . No , Sir John : you do
not know me , Sir Jobn ; I know you , Sir Fobn ; you owe me mony , Sir John , and
How you pick a quarrel to beguile me of it . I bought you a dozen of shirts to your
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Apple - Johns ? thou know'f Sir John cannot endure an Apple - John . 2 Draw .
Mass ! thou say'st true ; the Prince once set a dish of Apple - Johns before him ,
and told him there were five more Sir Fobns ; and , putting off his hat , said , I will
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Apple - Johns ? thou know'f Sir John cannot endure an Apple - John . 2 Draw .
Mass ! thou say'st true ; the Prince once set a dish of Apple - Johns before him ,
and told him there were five more Sir Fobns ; and , putting off his hat , said , I will
...
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William Shakespeare sir Thomas Hanmer (4th bart). Sbal . No , Sir John , it is my
cousin Silence ; in commiffion with me . Fal . Good master Silence , it well befits
you should be of They the peace . 1 3 2 Sil . Your good worship is welcome . Fal .
William Shakespeare sir Thomas Hanmer (4th bart). Sbal . No , Sir John , it is my
cousin Silence ; in commiffion with me . Fal . Good master Silence , it well befits
you should be of They the peace . 1 3 2 Sil . Your good worship is welcome . Fal .
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Yea , Sir.Here is now the Smith's note for Thooing , and plow - irons . Sbal . Let it
be cast and paid Sir John , you shall pot be excus'd . Davy . Sir , a new link to the
bucket must needs be had . And , Sir , do you mean to stop any of William's ...
Yea , Sir.Here is now the Smith's note for Thooing , and plow - irons . Sbal . Let it
be cast and paid Sir John , you shall pot be excus'd . Davy . Sir , a new link to the
bucket must needs be had . And , Sir , do you mean to stop any of William's ...
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