The Shakspeare gallery; containing a select series of scenes and characters, accompanied by criticisms and remarks, on 50 (40) plates (designed by H. Singleton). |
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... SILVIA , and obtains her picture for him ; on which she thus defcants , " A virtuous gentlewoman , mild and beautiful , I hope , my mafter's fuit will be but cold , Since the refpects my mistress ' love so much , Alas , how love can ...
... SILVIA , and obtains her picture for him ; on which she thus defcants , " A virtuous gentlewoman , mild and beautiful , I hope , my mafter's fuit will be but cold , Since the refpects my mistress ' love so much , Alas , how love can ...
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... SILVIA ; Which , out of my neglect , was never done . Protheus . How ! let me fee ; Why this is the ring I gave to JULIA . Julia . Oh , cry your mercy , Sir , I have mistook : This is the ring you fent to SILVIA . [ Shews another ring ...
... SILVIA ; Which , out of my neglect , was never done . Protheus . How ! let me fee ; Why this is the ring I gave to JULIA . Julia . Oh , cry your mercy , Sir , I have mistook : This is the ring you fent to SILVIA . [ Shews another ring ...
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... SILVIA ; Which , out of my neglect , was never done . Protheus . How ! let me fee ; Why this is the ring I gave to JULIA , Julia . Oh , cry your mercy , Sir , I have mistook : This is the ring you fent to SILVIA . [ Shews another ring ...
... SILVIA ; Which , out of my neglect , was never done . Protheus . How ! let me fee ; Why this is the ring I gave to JULIA , Julia . Oh , cry your mercy , Sir , I have mistook : This is the ring you fent to SILVIA . [ Shews another ring ...
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... SILVIA , from my mafter ; and I came no fooner into the dining chamber , but he fteps me to her trencher , and steals her capon's leg . O , ' tis a foul thing , when a cur cannot keep himself in all companies ! I would have , as one ...
... SILVIA , from my mafter ; and I came no fooner into the dining chamber , but he fteps me to her trencher , and steals her capon's leg . O , ' tis a foul thing , when a cur cannot keep himself in all companies ! I would have , as one ...
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... SILVIA the dog you bade me . Protheus . And what says she to my little jewel ? Launce . Marry , fhe fays , your dog was a cur ; and tells you , currifh thanks is good enough for such a present . Protheus . But fhe receiv'd my dog ...
... SILVIA the dog you bade me . Protheus . And what says she to my little jewel ? Launce . Marry , fhe fays , your dog was a cur ; and tells you , currifh thanks is good enough for such a present . Protheus . But fhe receiv'd my dog ...
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