The Dramatic Works of Ben Jonson, and Beaumont and Fletcher: The First Printed from the Text, Volumen1J. Stockdale, 1811 |
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... Faith , he is not of that mind : he is gone , master Stephen . Step . Gone ! which way ? when went he ? how long since ? Brai . He is rid hence : he took horse at the street - door . • There is a way of winning more by love , Step . And ...
... Faith , he is not of that mind : he is gone , master Stephen . Step . Gone ! which way ? when went he ? how long since ? Brai . He is rid hence : he took horse at the street - door . • There is a way of winning more by love , Step . And ...
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... Faith , some half hour to seven : now trust me , you have an exceeding fine lodging here , very neat and private ! Bob . 1 , sir : sit down , I pray you . Mr. Matthew ( in any case ) possess no gentlemen of our acquaintance with notice ...
... Faith , some half hour to seven : now trust me , you have an exceeding fine lodging here , very neat and private ! Bob . 1 , sir : sit down , I pray you . Mr. Matthew ( in any case ) possess no gentlemen of our acquaintance with notice ...
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... Faith , I ha ' not past a two shillings , or so . Bob . ' Tis somewhat with the least ; but come ; we will have a bunch of radish , and salt , to taste our wine , and a pipe of tobacco , to close the orifice of the stomach ; and then we ...
... Faith , I ha ' not past a two shillings , or so . Bob . ' Tis somewhat with the least ; but come ; we will have a bunch of radish , and salt , to taste our wine , and a pipe of tobacco , to close the orifice of the stomach ; and then we ...
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... faith ; and claps his dish at the wrong man's door : I'll lay my hand o ' my half- penny , ere I part with't to fetch him out , I'll assure him . Kit . Nay , good brother , let it not trouble thus . you Dow . ' Sdeath , he mads me , I ...
... faith ; and claps his dish at the wrong man's door : I'll lay my hand o ' my half- penny , ere I part with't to fetch him out , I'll assure him . Kit . Nay , good brother , let it not trouble thus . you Dow . ' Sdeath , he mads me , I ...
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... faith have at you ; I am flesh'd now , I have sped so well . Wor- shipful sir , I beseech you , respect the estate of a poor soldier ; I am ashamed of this base course of life ( God's my comfort ) , but ex- tremity provokes me to't ...
... faith have at you ; I am flesh'd now , I have sped so well . Wor- shipful sir , I beseech you , respect the estate of a poor soldier ; I am ashamed of this base course of life ( God's my comfort ) , but ex- tremity provokes me to't ...
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