The Plays of Shakespeare: The Text Regulated by the Old Copies, and by the Recently Discovered Folio of 1632, Containing Early Manuscript EmendationsWhittaker and Company, 1853 - 884 pages |
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... John Payne Collier. Fresh to all ages ; when posterity Shall loathe what's new , think all is prodigy That is not ... John Hemmings . Augustine Phillips . William Kempt . Thomas Poope . George Bryan . Henry Condell . William Slye ...
... John Payne Collier. Fresh to all ages ; when posterity Shall loathe what's new , think all is prodigy That is not ... John Hemmings . Augustine Phillips . William Kempt . Thomas Poope . George Bryan . Henry Condell . William Slye ...
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... John Payne Collier. THE MERRY WIVES OF WINDSOR . DRAMATIS PERSONE . Servants to Page , Ford , & c . SCENE , Windsor ; and the Parts adjacent . ACT I. Page ? and I thank you always with my heart. Sir JOHN FALSTAFF . FENTON . SHALLOW , a ...
... John Payne Collier. THE MERRY WIVES OF WINDSOR . DRAMATIS PERSONE . Servants to Page , Ford , & c . SCENE , Windsor ; and the Parts adjacent . ACT I. Page ? and I thank you always with my heart. Sir JOHN FALSTAFF . FENTON . SHALLOW , a ...
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... John Payne Collier. Page ? and I thank you always with my heart , la ; might never come in mine own great chamber ... John and master mine , I combat challenge of this latten bilbo : Page . A cur , sir . Shal . Sir , he's a good dog , and ...
... John Payne Collier. Page ? and I thank you always with my heart , la ; might never come in mine own great chamber ... John and master mine , I combat challenge of this latten bilbo : Page . A cur , sir . Shal . Sir , he's a good dog , and ...
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... John Payne Collier. Caius . Vat is you sing ? I do not like dese toys . Pray you , go and vetch me in my closet un boitier verd ; a box , a green - a box ; do intend vat I speak ? a green - a box . Quick . Ay , forsooth ; I'll fetch it ...
... John Payne Collier. Caius . Vat is you sing ? I do not like dese toys . Pray you , go and vetch me in my closet un boitier verd ; a box , a green - a box ; do intend vat I speak ? a green - a box . Quick . Ay , forsooth ; I'll fetch it ...
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... John Payne Collier. of angels , ( in any such sort , as they say , ) but in the way honesty : —and , I warrant you , they could never get her so much as sip on a cup with the proudest of them all ; and yet there has been earls , nay ...
... John Payne Collier. of angels , ( in any such sort , as they say , ) but in the way honesty : —and , I warrant you , they could never get her so much as sip on a cup with the proudest of them all ; and yet there has been earls , nay ...
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