A Select Collection of Old Plays: Gammer Gurton's needle; Alexander and Campaspe; Tancred and Gismunda; Cornelia; Edward IISeptimus Prowett, 23, Old Bond Street., 1825 - English drama |
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... Doctor RAT , the Curate . Mayster BAILYE . DOLL , Dame Chat's Mayde . SCAPETHRYFT , Mayster Bailye's servante . MUTES . 1 Diccon , the Bedlam . ] Diccon is the ancient abbreviation of Richard . See Mr. Steevens's Note on Richard III . A ...
... Doctor RAT , the Curate . Mayster BAILYE . DOLL , Dame Chat's Mayde . SCAPETHRYFT , Mayster Bailye's servante . MUTES . 1 Diccon , the Bedlam . ] Diccon is the ancient abbreviation of Richard . See Mr. Steevens's Note on Richard III . A ...
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... Doctor Rat bye the that thou were gone . A. 3. S. 3 . Thou shalt fynd lyeng an inche of whyte tallow candell Lyght it , and brynge it tite away . A. 1. S. 4 . * Saint Sithe . ] Perhaps a corruption of Saint Swithen . S. 17 home ] Mr ...
... Doctor Rat bye the that thou were gone . A. 3. S. 3 . Thou shalt fynd lyeng an inche of whyte tallow candell Lyght it , and brynge it tite away . A. 1. S. 4 . * Saint Sithe . ] Perhaps a corruption of Saint Swithen . S. 17 home ] Mr ...
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... rat ; Last of all , there was nothing but every word chat , chat ; But this I well perceyved before I wold him rid ... Dr. Johnson explains it , to shuffle , with ambiguous expressions . Thus , " And be these juggling fiends no more believ'd ...
... rat ; Last of all , there was nothing but every word chat , chat ; But this I well perceyved before I wold him rid ... Dr. Johnson explains it , to shuffle , with ambiguous expressions . Thus , " And be these juggling fiends no more believ'd ...
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... doctor Rat our curat have found it in the straw , Or this dame Chat your neighbour have stollen it God hee knoweth , But by the morrow at this time , we shal learn how the matter goeth . Hodge . Canst not learn to night man , seest not ...
... doctor Rat our curat have found it in the straw , Or this dame Chat your neighbour have stollen it God hee knoweth , But by the morrow at this time , we shal learn how the matter goeth . Hodge . Canst not learn to night man , seest not ...
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... Doctor Rat be here , the sooner wese ha an ende . And here gammer , Dyccon's devill ( as iche remember well ) Of Cat and Chat , and doctor Rat , a felloneus tale dyd tell , 67 He will shrive her for all this gere , and geve her penaunce ...
... Doctor Rat be here , the sooner wese ha an ende . And here gammer , Dyccon's devill ( as iche remember well ) Of Cat and Chat , and doctor Rat , a felloneus tale dyd tell , 67 He will shrive her for all this gere , and geve her penaunce ...
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Alexander Anaxarchus Antony Apelles Aristotle arms Baldock Bayly behold blood Cæsar Campaspe cham Chorus chould chyll Cicero Clytus Cocke cometh command Cornelia dame Chat death devil Diccon Diogenes Doctor Rat doth earl earth Edmund Edward England Enter Euphues Exeunt eyes fair father fear fortune friends Gammer Gurton's Gammer Gurton's Needle Gaveston Gismunda gods Gog's grace Granichus grief Gurney hand hast hath head heart heaven hell Hephestion Hodge honour Isabel Julio king knave Lady Lancaster Lightborn live lord Lucrece Lust's Dominion Madam majesty Manes Marlow master master doctor Matrevis mind Mortimer junior neele never noble Parmenio Pembroke Pompey prince Psyllus Queen Renuchio Rome SCEN Shakspeare shame shew soldiers sorrow soul Spencer Steevens Steevens's Note sweet sword Tancred tears tell thee thine thing thou art thou shalt thought Timoclea unto Warwick wold word
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