A Select Collection of Old Plays: AntiquaryJ. Nichols, 1780 |
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... Live past ten years ; by that time she'll get strength To break this rotten hedge of matrimony And after have a fair green field to walk in , And wanton where the please . Signior , a word And by this guefs my love : I have a daughter ...
... Live past ten years ; by that time she'll get strength To break this rotten hedge of matrimony And after have a fair green field to walk in , And wanton where the please . Signior , a word And by this guefs my love : I have a daughter ...
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... live So well on earth , I ne'er fhall think of any other joys . Gafparo . power I wish all joy to you ; but ' tis in th ' Of fate to work a miracle upon you . You may obtain the grace , with other men , Το repent your bargain before you ...
... live So well on earth , I ne'er fhall think of any other joys . Gafparo . power I wish all joy to you ; but ' tis in th ' Of fate to work a miracle upon you . You may obtain the grace , with other men , Το repent your bargain before you ...
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... live private , I fhall , and not be made the epilogue Of all your drunken meetings . For fhame , away ! The rofy morning blushes at thy bafenefs . Julia , go throw the mufick a reward , And fet them hence . Divine Lucretia , Aurelio ...
... live private , I fhall , and not be made the epilogue Of all your drunken meetings . For fhame , away ! The rofy morning blushes at thy bafenefs . Julia , go throw the mufick a reward , And fet them hence . Divine Lucretia , Aurelio ...
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... live , Emilia . ' Tis a well - favour'd lad , and his He should have an ability to do , years promife And wit to conceal . When I take him fingle , I'll try his difpofition . Mocinigo . This , for your fake , Lucretia . I'll undertake ...
... live , Emilia . ' Tis a well - favour'd lad , and his He should have an ability to do , years promife And wit to conceal . When I take him fingle , I'll try his difpofition . Mocinigo . This , for your fake , Lucretia . I'll undertake ...
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... live any longer for ? I'll have no man breathe that you difguft . Lucretia . Then ought you to go and hang yourself . Mocinigo . Who , I hang myfelf ! for what ? my good fervice , and refpect to your quiet ? If he have any mind to haunt ...
... live any longer for ? I'll have no man breathe that you difguft . Lucretia . Then ought you to go and hang yourself . Mocinigo . Who , I hang myfelf ! for what ? my good fervice , and refpect to your quiet ? If he have any mind to haunt ...
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Andrew Antiquary Artemia Aurelio Barnet becauſe Befides beggars Bravo Clack confefs coufin Credulous defire doft Dotterel Duke Earthworm eftate Emilia Enter Eugeny Euphues Exeunt Exit fafe faid fervant fhall fhew fhould fince firft firſt fome foul fpeak ftill ftrange fuch fure fweet Gafparo gentleman hath Have-at-all hear Hearfay Hearty Hilliard himſelf honeft houſe Lady Covet Lady Whimfey laft Leonardo Lionel loft Lorenzo Lucretia madam mafter Meanwell Meriel merry miſtreſs Mocinigo moft moſt muft muſt myſelf Nafurat ne'er Oldrents Oliver on't Orfabrin Patrico Pellegrin Peridor Petro Petrucio Philatel pleaſe pleaſure Potluck pr'ythee pray prefent Prifcilla Rachel Randal Reginella Sabrina Samorat Scentwell ſhall ſhe Sir Argent Sir Thomas Slicer ſpeak Springlove Stramador Talboy Tamoren tell thee thefe Theodore there's theſe thing thofe thoſe thou Torcular twas twill unto Vincent Whaw yourſelf
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