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... marry Beatrice , daughter to Sir Hubert Subboys , determines to break his connection with Frances- china , the Dutch Courtezan . He introduces to Franceschina his friend Malheureux . This gentleman , who had hitherto led a strict life ...
... marry Beatrice , daughter to Sir Hubert Subboys , determines to break his connection with Frances- china , the Dutch Courtezan . He introduces to Franceschina his friend Malheureux . This gentleman , who had hitherto led a strict life ...
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... Marry , lest my house should be made one . I would have married men love the stews as Englishmen loved the Low Countries : wish war should be maintain'd there , lest it should come home to their own doors . What , [ not ] suffer a man ...
... Marry , lest my house should be made one . I would have married men love the stews as Englishmen loved the Low Countries : wish war should be maintain'd there , lest it should come home to their own doors . What , [ not ] suffer a man ...
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... Marry , salute my friend , clip his neck , and kiss him welcome . Fran . A ' mine art , sir , you bin very velcome . 190 Free . Kiss her , man , with a more familiar affec- tion , so . Come , what entertainment ? go to your lute ...
... Marry , salute my friend , clip his neck , and kiss him welcome . Fran . A ' mine art , sir , you bin very velcome . 190 Free . Kiss her , man , with a more familiar affec- tion , so . Come , what entertainment ? go to your lute ...
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... . In The Three Lords and Three Ladies of London , 1590 ( Hazlitt's Dodsley , vi . 393 ) , the ballad of " Peggy and Willy " is mentioned . Hol . Marry , forsooth , to trim Master Mulligrub SCENE I. ] 29 The Dutch Courtezan .
... . In The Three Lords and Three Ladies of London , 1590 ( Hazlitt's Dodsley , vi . 393 ) , the ballad of " Peggy and Willy " is mentioned . Hol . Marry , forsooth , to trim Master Mulligrub SCENE I. ] 29 The Dutch Courtezan .
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John Marston Arthur Henry Bullen. Hol . Marry , forsooth , to trim Master Mulligrub the vintner . Coc . Do you know Master Mulligrub ? Hol . My godfather , sir . 190 Coc . Good boy : hold up thy chops . I pray thee do one thing for me ...
John Marston Arthur Henry Bullen. Hol . Marry , forsooth , to trim Master Mulligrub the vintner . Coc . Do you know Master Mulligrub ? Hol . My godfather , sir . 190 Coc . Good boy : hold up thy chops . I pray thee do one thing for me ...
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Page 110 - For mine own interest for once, let this be printed, — that of men of my own addiction I love most, pity some, hate none ; for let me truly say it, I once only loved myself, for loving them, and surely I shall ever rest so constant to my first affection, that let their ungentle combinings, discourteous whisperings, never so treacherously labour to undermine my unfenced reputation, I shall (as long as I have being) love the least of their graces, and only pity the greatest of their vices.
Page 373 - That all the woods them answer, and their echo ring! Now ceasse, ye damsels, your delights forepast; Enough is it that all the day was youres: Now day is doen, and night is nighing fast: Now bring the bryde into the brydall boures.
Page 134 - And most are grown to ill, even with defence I vow to waste this most prodigious heat, That falls into my age like scorching flames In depth of numb'd December, in flattering all In all of their extremest viciousness, Till in their own lov'd race they fall most lame, And meet full butt the close of Vice's shame.
Page 324 - Think you that if his scenes took stamp in mint Of three or four deem'd most judicious, It must enforce the world to current them, That you must spit defiance on dislike'? Now, as I love the light, were I to pass Through public verdict, I should fear my form, Lest ought I offer'd were unsquared or warp'd. The more we know, the more we want: What Bayard bolder than the ignorant? Believe me, Philomuse, i' faith thou must, The best, best seal of wit, is wit's distrust.
Page 46 - tis one of the most unpleasing injurious customs to ladies. Any fellow that has but one nose on his face, and standing collar and skirts also...