The Works of Ben JonsonPhillips, Sampson, 1857 - 944 lappuses |
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213. lappuse
... Cris . No , sweet Horace , we must not have thee think so . Hor . I cry you mercy ; then they are my ears That must be tortured : well , you must have patience , ears . * Cris . Pray thee , Horace , observe . Hor . Yes , sir ; your ...
... Cris . No , sweet Horace , we must not have thee think so . Hor . I cry you mercy ; then they are my ears That must be tortured : well , you must have patience , ears . * Cris . Pray thee , Horace , observe . Hor . Yes , sir ; your ...
214. lappuse
... Cris . Au ! convert thy thoughts to somewhat else , I pray thee . Hor . You have much of the mother in you , sir : Your father is dead ? Cris . Ay , I thank Jove , and my grandfather too , and all my kinsfolks , and well composed in ...
... Cris . Au ! convert thy thoughts to somewhat else , I pray thee . Hor . You have much of the mother in you , sir : Your father is dead ? Cris . Ay , I thank Jove , and my grandfather too , and all my kinsfolks , and well composed in ...
231. lappuse
... Cris . O - ! Tib . How now , Crispinus ? Cris . O , I am sick ! Hor . A bason , a bason , quickly ; our physic works . Faint not , man . Cris . O. retrograde - reciprocal incubus . Ces . What's that , Horace ? Hor . Retrograde ...
... Cris . O - ! Tib . How now , Crispinus ? Cris . O , I am sick ! Hor . A bason , a bason , quickly ; our physic works . Faint not , man . Cris . O. retrograde - reciprocal incubus . Ces . What's that , Horace ? Hor . Retrograde ...
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EVERY MAN IN HIS HUMOR | 9 |
EVERY MAN OUT OF HIS HUMOR | 19 |
MASQUES | 29 |
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