The Plays of William Shakespeare,: Accurately Printed from the Text of the Corrected Copy Left by the Late George Steevens, Esq. : with Glossarial Notes, and a Sketch of the Life of Shakspeare. : In Eight Volumes. ...Stereotyped by J. Howe--N. York. Philadelphia: Published by H.C. Carey, and I. Lea, and M'Carty & Davis, 1823 |
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... Speed , a clownish servant to Valentine . Launce , servant to Proteus . Panthino , servant to Antonio . Host , where Julia lodges in Milan . Out - laws . Julia , a lady of Verona , beloved by Proteus . Silvia , the duke's daughter ...
... Speed , a clownish servant to Valentine . Launce , servant to Proteus . Panthino , servant to Antonio . Host , where Julia lodges in Milan . Out - laws . Julia , a lady of Verona , beloved by Proteus . Silvia , the duke's daughter ...
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... Speed . Speed . Sir Proteus , save you : saw you my master ? Pro . But now he parted hence , to embark for Milan . Speed . Twenty to one then , he is shipp'd already , And I have play'd the sheep , in losing him . Pro . Indeed a sheep ...
... Speed . Speed . Sir Proteus , save you : saw you my master ? Pro . But now he parted hence , to embark for Milan . Speed . Twenty to one then , he is shipp'd already , And I have play'd the sheep , in losing him . Pro . Indeed a sheep ...
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... Speed . Speed . Sir , your glove . Val . Not mine ; my gloves are on . Speed . Why then this may be yours , for this is but one . Val . Ha ! let me see : ay , give it me , it's mine : - Sweet ornament that decks a thing divine ! Ah ...
... Speed . Speed . Sir , your glove . Val . Not mine ; my gloves are on . Speed . Why then this may be yours , for this is but one . Val . Ha ! let me see : ay , give it me , it's mine : - Sweet ornament that decks a thing divine ! Ah ...
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... Speed . Madam Silvia ! madam Silvia ! Val . How now , sirrah ! Speed . She is not within hearing , sir . Val . Why , sir , who bade you call her ? Speed . Your worship , sir ; or else I mistook . Val . Well , you'll still be too forward .
... Speed . Madam Silvia ! madam Silvia ! Val . How now , sirrah ! Speed . She is not within hearing , sir . Val . Why , sir , who bade you call her ? Speed . Your worship , sir ; or else I mistook . Val . Well , you'll still be too forward .
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... Speed . She , that you gaze on so , as she sits at supper ? Val . Hast thou observ'd that ? even she I mean . Speed . Why , sir , I know her not . Val . Dost thou know her by my gazing on her , and yet know'st her not ? Speed . Is ...
... Speed . She , that you gaze on so , as she sits at supper ? Val . Hast thou observ'd that ? even she I mean . Speed . Why , sir , I know her not . Val . Dost thou know her by my gazing on her , and yet know'st her not ? Speed . Is ...
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