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Fair ladies mask'd are roses in their bud.

LOVE'S LABOUR'S LOST, v, 2.

These happy masks that kiss fair ladies' brows.

ROMEO AND JULIET, i, 1.

There are certain ladies most desirous of admittance. Ladies! TIMON OF ATHENS, i, 2.

Let's go dress him like the witch of Brentford.

MERRY WIVES of Windsor, iv, 2.

Some of all professions that go the primrose way to the everlasting bonfire.

MACBETH, ii, 2.

I'll go buy them vizards. MERRY Wives of Windsor, iv, 4.

Idiots, eremites and friars,

White, black and gray, with all their trumpery.

Milton, PARADISE LOST, iii.

I do know him by his gait: he is a friend.

JULIUS CAESAR, i, 3.

Soft! Who comes here? A friend of Antony's.

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Masked Ball.

Miscellaneous.

What things have we seen

Done at the Mermaid! heard words that have been

So nimble, and so full of subtile flame,

As if that every one from whence they came
Had meant to put his whole wit in a jest,
And resolved to live a fool the rest

Suppers.

Of his dull life.

Beaumont, To B. JONSON.

Every room

TIMON OF ATHENS, ii, 2.

Hath blazed with lights and bray'd with

minstrelsy.

Fleet the time carelessly as they did in the golden world.

AS YOU LIKE IT, i, 1.

A very merry, dancing, drinking,
Laughing, quaffing and unthinking time.

Dryden, SECULAR MASQUE.

I staid up till the bell-man came by with his bell, just under my window as I was writing of this very line, and cried, "Past one o' the clock, and a cold, frosty, windy morning."

Pepys, DIARY, Jan. 16, 1660.

This night he makes a supper, and a great one,
To many lords and ladies.

HENRY VIII, i, 3.

Lead in your ladies every one.

Sweet partner, I must not yet forsake you.

Come, be every one officious
To make this banquet.

HENRY VIII, i, 4.

TITUS ANDRONICUS, v, 2.

'T will be supper time ere you come there.

TAMING OF THE Shrew, iv, 3.

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Have broiled bones and kidneys brought in on a tray. Barham, INGOLDSBY LEGENDS (BLACK MOUSQUETAIRE).

We'll have a dozen of bones well charg'd with
W. Cartwright, THE ORDINARY, ii, 1.

marrow.

Better late than never.

Heywood, PRoverbs.

Here we had a most neat little but costly and genteel supper, and after that a great deal of impertinent mirth by Mr. Davis, and some catches, and so broke up.

Pepys, DIARY, Jan. 29, 1661.

Who feasts his muse with claret, wine and oys

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And men sit down to that nourishment which is called supper.

LOVE'S LABOUR'S LOST, i, 1.

Dost thou think because thou art virtuous there shall be no more cakes and ale?

TWELFTH NIGHT, ii, 3.

Did you not know, then, to-day Lucullus sups

with Lucullus ?

Plutarch, LIFE OF LUCULLUS.

Intermission during a Concert.

FOR INTERMISSIONS, SPECIAL SONGS, ETC.

Companions that do converse and waste the time together.

MERCHANT OF VENICE, iii, 4.

I am never merry when I hear sweet music.

MERCHANT OF VENICE, V. I.

Why should a man whose blood is warm within,
Sit like his grandsire cut in alabaster ?

MERCHANT OF VENICE, i, I.

Our hour is fully out.

Come on, then.

ANTONY AND Cleopatra, iv, 9.

ebb'd away.

In the moment of our talking, envious time has

With thee conversing I forget all time.

Horace, ODES, i, II (CONINGTON).

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Mercy on me! I have a great dispositions to cry.

MERRY WIVES OF WINDSOR, iii, 1.

If you have a friend here, convey, convey him

out!

MERRY WIVES OF WINDSOR, iii, 3.

But, gentle heavens, cut short all intermission.

MACBETH, iv, 3.

Merely to come in, sir, they go out!

Pope, EPILOGUE TO SATIRES, ii.

Go on, obliging creatures.

Pope, PROLOGUE to Satires.

"Pray Heaven it last!" (cries Swift) "as you go on."

Pope, SATIRES, ii.

I will not have excuse, with saying “This
Loud music is too harsh for ladies' heads."

PERICLES, ii, 3.

Go to a gossips' feast, and go with me.

COMEDY OF ERRORS, v, I.

You do not give the cheer: the feast is sold
That is not often vouch'd while 't is a-making.

MACBETH, iii, 4.

All things come round to him who will but wait.
Longfellow, STUDENT'S TALE.

I have an exposition of sleep come upon me.

MIDSUMMER NIGHT'S DREAM, iv, 1.

Intermission during a

Concert.

Your grace, I fear, with dancing is a little heated. During a Ball.

HENRY VIII, i, 4.

While her grace sat down to rest a while.

HENRY VIII, iv, 1.

If you deny to dance, let 's hold more chat.

LOVE'S LABOUR'S LOST, v, 2.

You will catch cold and curse me.

TROILUS AND CRESSIDA, ív, 2.

This is the tune of our catch, played by the

picture of Nobody.

TEMPEST, iii, 2.

Special Songs, etc.

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