Tempest. Two gentlemen of VeronaPrinted for, and under the direction of, John Bell, 1788 |
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... plays , and hath wrote two in imitation of them , The Sea Voyage and The Faithful Shepherdess . After him , Sir John ... play , the beauties of which could not secure it from the criticism of Ben Jonson , whose malignity appears to have ...
... plays , and hath wrote two in imitation of them , The Sea Voyage and The Faithful Shepherdess . After him , Sir John ... play , the beauties of which could not secure it from the criticism of Ben Jonson , whose malignity appears to have ...
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... if room enough ! Enter ALONSO , SEBASTIAN , ANTHONIO , FERDI- NAND , GONZALO , and others . Alon , Good boatswain , have care , master ? Play the men . A iij Where's the 10 Boats . Boats . I pray now , keep below : Ant TEMPEST. ...
... if room enough ! Enter ALONSO , SEBASTIAN , ANTHONIO , FERDI- NAND , GONZALO , and others . Alon , Good boatswain , have care , master ? Play the men . A iij Where's the 10 Boats . Boats . I pray now , keep below : Ant TEMPEST. ...
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... play had we , that we came from thence ? Or blessed was't , we did ? Pro . Both , both , my girl : By foul play , as thou say'st , were we heav'd thente ; But blessedly holp hither . Mira . O , my heart bleeds To think o ' the teen that ...
... play had we , that we came from thence ? Or blessed was't , we did ? Pro . Both , both , my girl : By foul play , as thou say'st , were we heav'd thente ; But blessedly holp hither . Mira . O , my heart bleeds To think o ' the teen that ...
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William Shakespeare. Pro . To have no screen between this part he play'd And him he play'd it for , he needs will be Absolute Milan : Me , poor man ! —my library Was dukedom large enough ; of temporal royalties He thinks me now incapable ...
William Shakespeare. Pro . To have no screen between this part he play'd And him he play'd it for , he needs will be Absolute Milan : Me , poor man ! —my library Was dukedom large enough ; of temporal royalties He thinks me now incapable ...
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... play'd 310 Some tricks of desperation : All , but mariners , Plung'd in the foaming brine , and quit the vessel , Then all a - fire with me : the king's son , Ferdinand , With hair up - staring ( then like reeds , not hair ) Was the ...
... play'd 310 Some tricks of desperation : All , but mariners , Plung'd in the foaming brine , and quit the vessel , Then all a - fire with me : the king's son , Ferdinand , With hair up - staring ( then like reeds , not hair ) Was the ...
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ancient Anthonio Antony and Cleopatra Ariel Ben Jonson Caliban called daughter didst dost doth Duke duke of Milan e'er edition Eglamour Exeunt Exit eyes Faery Queen father fear Ferdinand gentle gentlemen Gentlemen of Verona give Gonzalo grace hath hear heaven HENLEY honour island JOHNSON Julia king lady Laun Launce look lord lov'd Lucetta maid MALONE master mean Midsummer Night's Dream Milan mind Mira Miranda mistress monster month's mind musick Naples old copy passage pioned play poet Pr'ythee pray Prince of Tyre Prospero queen SCENE Sebastian sense servant Shakspere Shakspere's shew signifies Sir Protheus Sir Thurio sleep speak Speed spirit STEEVENS Stephano strange sweet Sycorax tell thee Theobald thing thou art thou hast Thurio thyself Trin Trinculo Tunis unto Valentine Verona WARBURTON word
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