The Works of Ben Jonson with Notes Critical and Explanatory, and a Biographical MemoirChatto and Windus, 1885 |
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1.–3. rezultāts no 91.
7. lappuse
... lost To all mankind , but laundresses and tapsters , Had not I been . Sub . And hang thyself , I care not . Face . Hang thee , collier , And all thy pots and pans , in picture , I will , Since thou hast moved me- Dol . O , this will o ...
... lost To all mankind , but laundresses and tapsters , Had not I been . Sub . And hang thyself , I care not . Face . Hang thee , collier , And all thy pots and pans , in picture , I will , Since thou hast moved me- Dol . O , this will o ...
458. lappuse
... lost , he hath lost- Türfe . For luck sake speak , Puppy , what hath he lost ? Pup . Oh Awdrey , Awdrey , Awdrey ! Dame T. What of my daughter Awdrey ? Pup . I tell you , Awdrey - do you under- stand me ? Awdrey , sweet master , Awdrey ...
... lost , he hath lost- Türfe . For luck sake speak , Puppy , what hath he lost ? Pup . Oh Awdrey , Awdrey , Awdrey ! Dame T. What of my daughter Awdrey ? Pup . I tell you , Awdrey - do you under- stand me ? Awdrey , sweet master , Awdrey ...
477. lappuse
... lost . Dime T. My husband lost , And my fond daughter lost , I fear me too ! Where is your gentleman , madam ? poor John Clay , Thou hast lost thy Awdrey . Clav . I have lost my wits , My little wits , good mother ; I am dis- tracted ...
... lost . Dime T. My husband lost , And my fond daughter lost , I fear me too ! Where is your gentleman , madam ? poor John Clay , Thou hast lost thy Awdrey . Clav . I have lost my wits , My little wits , good mother ; I am dis- tracted ...
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