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A C T U S againſt Alphonſo Ambitioſo Antonio Aurelia becauſe beſt Bilioſo brother cauſe Celſo cloſe Cornelio cuckold Cyprus Dariotto deſire doth duke dutcheſs elſe Enter Epire Exeunt Exit faſhion father Ferneze firſt fiſter Florio fool Fortunio Girtred Goffanzo Golding Gratiana hath heaven Henry Condell here's himſelf Hippolito honeſt honour houſe huſband juſt knight lady laſt Lollia lord loſe luſt Luſurioſo madam Malevole Maquerelle Marc Mariana maſter Mechant Mendozo moſt muſick muſt myſelf Palerio Phylocles Pietro jacomo pleaſe pleaſure Prate pray preſent priſon Quickſilver reaſon reſt Rynaldo S C E N A ſaid ſave ſay ſee ſeem ſeen ſet ſhall ſhame ſhe ſhew ſhould ſir Sir Petronel Flaſh ſlave ſome ſon ſoul ſpeak ſpirit Spurio ſtand ſtate ſtill ſtrange ſuch ſuit Supervacuo ſure ſweet ſword thee theſe thoſe Touchſtone uſe villain whoſe wife William Sly Windici wiſh worſhip yourſelf
Page 249 - I'll have thrice the weight in gold. Why, man, all their dripping pans and their chamber pots are pure gold; and all the chains with which they chain up their streets are massy gold; all the prisoners they take are fettered in gold; and for rubies and diamonds, they go forth on holidays and gather 'hem by the seashore to hang on their children's coats.
Page 47 - Men say ! let men say what they will : life a' woman ! they are ignorant of our * wants. The more in years, the more in perfection they grow; if they lose youth and beauty, they gain wisdom and discretion : but when our beauty fades, good night with us.
Page 51 - Instantly; before he casts a plot, Or further blaze my honour's much-known blot, Let's murder him. Men. I would do much for you : will ye marry me? Aur.
Page 281 - I. He was a knight, and I was fit to be a lady. 'Tis not lack of liking, but lack of living, that severs us. And you talk like yourself and a cittiner in this, i
Page 212 - I thought you would not ha' been knighted, as I am an honest woman, I would ha' dubbed you myself. I praise God I have wherewithal. But as for your daughter Ge. Ay, mother, I must be a lady to-morrow ; and by your leave, mother (I speak it not without my duty, but only in the right of my husband), I must take place of you, mother.
Page 324 - I'd be revenged and marry her. Lus. Pish ! the dowry of her blood and of her fortunes Are both too mean — good enough to be bad withal.
Page 17 - ... tis his position, whosoever in this earth can be contented is a slave and damned; therefore does he afflict all in that to which they are most affected.
Page 210 - God's making, and mayest peradventure to be saved as soon as I — does he come ? — And ever and anon she doubled in her song.