A Select Collection of Old Plays: In Twelve Volumes, Volumen7Septimus Prowett, 1825 |
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... Maids of Mooreclack , where it is not to be found , * P. 73 . He was an actor at the Red Bull Theatre , as appears by a rather curious scene in the course of this play where Green is spoken of by name : - " Geraldine . Why then we'll go ...
... Maids of Mooreclack , where it is not to be found , * P. 73 . He was an actor at the Red Bull Theatre , as appears by a rather curious scene in the course of this play where Green is spoken of by name : - " Geraldine . Why then we'll go ...
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... maids as he shall fall in love withal . Gartred . Sir , you profess love unto me , let me en- treat you it may appear but in some small request . Geraldine . Let me know it , lady , and I shall soon effect it . Gartred . But for this ...
... maids as he shall fall in love withal . Gartred . Sir , you profess love unto me , let me en- treat you it may appear but in some small request . Geraldine . Let me know it , lady , and I shall soon effect it . Gartred . But for this ...
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... maid scour the sink , and make clean her back - side , for the wind lies just upon't . Servant . I will , sir . Sir Lionel . And bid Anthony put on his white fus- tian doublet , for he must wait to - day . [ Exit Servant . ] It doth me ...
... maid scour the sink , and make clean her back - side , for the wind lies just upon't . Servant . I will , sir . Sir Lionel . And bid Anthony put on his white fus- tian doublet , for he must wait to - day . [ Exit Servant . ] It doth me ...
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... maids are nothing , then , so Without the sweet society of men . Wilt thou live single still ? one shalt thou be , 30 % One is no number , & c . ] These lines are taken from Marlow's Hero and Leander , 4to . 1600 , sign . B 3 . VOL ...
... maids are nothing , then , so Without the sweet society of men . Wilt thou live single still ? one shalt thou be , 30 % One is no number , & c . ] These lines are taken from Marlow's Hero and Leander , 4to . 1600 , sign . B 3 . VOL ...
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... maid : oh , you're a couple of sweet- -What shall I call you Men you are not ; for , if you were , you would not offer this unto a maid . Wherein have I deserv'd it at your hands ? Have I not been always a kind sister to you , and in ...
... maid : oh , you're a couple of sweet- -What shall I call you Men you are not ; for , if you were , you would not offer this unto a maid . Wherein have I deserv'd it at your hands ? Have I not been always a kind sister to you , and in ...
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