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... better pair of legs - Eh , Bowman - Come along , come along . Bow . Game to the last ! my lord . [ Exit Lord Chalkstone and Bowman . Esop . How flattering is folly : his lordship here sup- ported only by vanity , vivacity , and his ...
... better pair of legs - Eh , Bowman - Come along , come along . Bow . Game to the last ! my lord . [ Exit Lord Chalkstone and Bowman . Esop . How flattering is folly : his lordship here sup- ported only by vanity , vivacity , and his ...
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... better dan demselves , de foreignere vold still be more great a fool , did they not leave deir own countrie , vere dey have noting at all , and come to Inglande , very day want for noting at all , perdieCela -Cela n'est il pas vrai ...
... better dan demselves , de foreignere vold still be more great a fool , did they not leave deir own countrie , vere dey have noting at all , and come to Inglande , very day want for noting at all , perdieCela -Cela n'est il pas vrai ...
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... better œconomist for the future . French . Go to my own contre ! je vous demande par- don ; I had much rather stay vere I am ; I cannot go dere , upon my vard . Esop . Why not , friend ! French . Entre nous , I had much rather pass for ...
... better œconomist for the future . French . Go to my own contre ! je vous demande par- don ; I had much rather stay vere I am ; I cannot go dere , upon my vard . Esop . Why not , friend ! French . Entre nous , I had much rather pass for ...
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... old friend . if you'll lend me your wife for half an hour ; when you make a vi- sit above , you shall have mine as long as you please ; and VOL . I. B if if upon trial you should like mine better than your LETH E. 27.
... old friend . if you'll lend me your wife for half an hour ; when you make a vi- sit above , you shall have mine as long as you please ; and VOL . I. B if if upon trial you should like mine better than your LETH E. 27.
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... better than your own , you shall carry her away to the devil with you , and ten thousand thanks into the bargain . Esop . This is not to be borne ; either be silent , or you'll repent this drunken insolence . Drunken Man . What a cross ...
... better than your own , you shall carry her away to the devil with you , and ten thousand thanks into the bargain . Esop . This is not to be borne ; either be silent , or you'll repent this drunken insolence . Drunken Man . What a cross ...
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Page 104 - What's in a name? that which we call a rose By any other name would smell as sweet; So Romeo would, were he not Romeo call'd, Retain that dear perfection which he owes Without that title. Romeo, doff thy name, And for that name which is no part of thee Take all myself.
Page 106 - I'll frown and be perverse and say thee nay, So thou wilt woo; but else, not for the world. In truth, fair Montague, I am too fond, And therefore thou mayst think my haviour light: But trust me, gentleman, I'll prove more true Than those that have more cunning to be strange.
Page 97 - Prick'd from the lazy finger of a maid ; Her chariot is an empty hazel-nut, Made by the joiner squirrel or old grub, Time out o' mind the fairies' coachmakers. And in this state she gallops night by night Through lovers...
Page 297 - tis the mind that makes the body rich; And as the sun breaks through the darkest clouds, So honour peereth in the meanest habit. What, is the jay more precious than the lark, Because his feathers are more beautiful ? Or is the adder better than the eel, Because his painted skin contents the eye ? O, no, good Kate; neither art thou the worse For this poor furniture, and mean array.
Page 101 - O, she doth teach the torches to burn bright! Her beauty hangs upon the cheek of night Like a rich jewel in an Ethiop's ear: Beauty too rich for use, for earth too dear!
Page 97 - Tickling a parson's nose as a' lies asleep, Then dreams he of another benefice; Sometime she driveth o'er a soldier's neck, And then dreams he of cutting foreign throats, Of breaches, ambuscadoes, Spanish blades, Of healths five fathom deep; and then anon Drums in his ear, at which he starts and wakes; And, being thus frighted, swears a prayer or two, And sleeps again.
Page 301 - Such duty as the subject owes the prince, Even such a woman oweth to her husband; And when she is froward, peevish, sullen, sour, And not obedient to his honest will, What is she but a foul contending rebel, And graceless traitor to her loving lord...
Page 300 - Thy husband is thy lord, thy life, thy keeper, Thy head, thy sovereign; one that cares for thee, And for thy maintenance commits his body To painful labour both by sea and land...
Page 106 - My bounty is as boundless as the sea, My love as deep; the more I give to thee, The more I have, for both are infinite.
Page 120 - Give me my Romeo; and, when he shall die, Take him and cut him out in little stars, And he will make the face of heaven so fine That all the world will be in love with night And pay no worship to the garish sun.