The New English Theatre: Containing the Most Valuable Plays which Have Been Acted on the London Stage, Volume 9

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J. Rivington & sons, 1777 - English drama
 

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Page 11 - Nay, I have known two wits meet, and by the opposition of their wit, render themselves as ridiculous as fools. 'Tis an odd game we're going to play at: what think you of drawing stakes, and giving over in time? MEL. No...
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