The Works of Shakespear: In Eight Volumes, Volume 2J. and P. Knapton, 1747 |
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... fweet Benedick ! God give me patience ! Leon . She doth , indeed , my daughter fays fo ; and the ecftafie hath fo much overborn her , that my daugh- ter is fometime afraid , fhe will do defperate outrage to her felf ; it is very true ...
... fweet Benedick ! God give me patience ! Leon . She doth , indeed , my daughter fays fo ; and the ecftafie hath fo much overborn her , that my daugh- ter is fometime afraid , fhe will do defperate outrage to her felf ; it is very true ...
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... fweet lady , and ( out of all fufpi- cion ) fhe is virtuous . Claud . And fhe is exceeding wife . Pedro . In every thing , but in loving Benedick . Leon . O my lord , wisdom and blood combating in fo tender a body , we have ten proofs ...
... fweet lady , and ( out of all fufpi- cion ) fhe is virtuous . Claud . And fhe is exceeding wife . Pedro . In every thing , but in loving Benedick . Leon . O my lord , wisdom and blood combating in fo tender a body , we have ten proofs ...
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... Claud . That's as much as to fay , the fweet youth's in love . Pedro . The greatest note of it is his melancholy . 5 Edit . 1600 . Mr. Pope . Claud . Claud . And when was he wont to wash his 44 MUCH ADO about NOTHING .
... Claud . That's as much as to fay , the fweet youth's in love . Pedro . The greatest note of it is his melancholy . 5 Edit . 1600 . Mr. Pope . Claud . Claud . And when was he wont to wash his 44 MUCH ADO about NOTHING .
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... fweet Hero . Hero . Why , how now ? do you fpeak in the fick tune ? Beat . I am out of all other tune , methinks . Marg . Clap us into Light o ' love ; that goes with- out a burden ; do you fing it , and I'll dance it . Beat . Yes ...
... fweet Hero . Hero . Why , how now ? do you fpeak in the fick tune ? Beat . I am out of all other tune , methinks . Marg . Clap us into Light o ' love ; that goes with- out a burden ; do you fing it , and I'll dance it . Beat . Yes ...
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... fweet lady lie not guiltless here Under fome biting error . Leon . Friar , it cannot be ; Thou seeft , that all the grace , that she hath left , Is , that she will not add to her damnation A fin of perjury ; fhe not denies it : Why feek ...
... fweet lady lie not guiltless here Under fome biting error . Leon . Friar , it cannot be ; Thou seeft , that all the grace , that she hath left , Is , that she will not add to her damnation A fin of perjury ; fhe not denies it : Why feek ...
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