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See where he steals!-Fold I you not, Benvolio,
That we should find this melancholy Walker
Lock'd in fome gloomy covert, under key
Of cautionary filence?

Lord H

Rom. and Jal. A&t

N.

When he was naked, he was for all the world like a forked raddish, with a head fantastically carved upon it with a knife ;-he was so forlorn, that hi dimenfions to any thick fight were invisible :-the genius of famine! and letcherous as a monkey!

Hen. IV. Part II. A&III."

Lord CMDEN.

When he speaks,

The air, a charter'd libertine, is ftill,

And the mute wonder lurketh in men's ears,

And steals his fweat, and honied fentences !

Lord Le De hense
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R.

Hen.V. A& 1,

Come! fing me a bawdy Song, to make me mersy. I was once as virtuously given as a ‘Gentle man need be :-went to a bawdy-house not above once a quarter of an hour ?—but now I live out of all order, and compass!

Hen.IV. Part I. Act III.

Duch.

Duch. of DHRE.

Oh ! fhe doth teach the porches how to shine :
Her beauty hangs upon the cheek of night
Like a rich jewel in an Ethiop's ear,

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Rom. and Jul. A& I.

Sir W W.Wynne

Bardolph lam not I fallen away vilely fince this last action-Do not I bate ?-Do not I dwindle ? -Why my skin hangs about me like an old lady's loofe gown!-I am withered like an old applejohn!

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Lady H. Stanho

ST PE.
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Could be get me ? Sir Robert could not do it! we know his handy work; therefore, good mother, to whom am I indebted for thefe limbs ;- Sir Robert never helpt to make this leg!

Lord HARCour

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K. John, A& I

His breath no fooner left his fether's body,
But that his wildness, mortiy'd in him,
Seem'd to die too; that very moment
Confideration, like an Angel, came
And whipt th'offending Adam out of him.

Lady STN.

I'll hold thee any wager

Hen. VI. A& I

When we are both apparrell'd like young men,

I

I prove the prettier fellow of the two,
And wear my dagger with the braver grace.

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Of thefe exertions; yet the King, our Mafter,
Escapes not language unmannerly.

Hen. VIII. A&I.

Hon. Mrs. Dame

Hath Romeo flain himfelf? Say thou but ay,
And this bare little word fhall poifon more
Than the death-darting eye of cockatrice?

Rom. and Jul. A& III.

The ROYAL CHILDREN.

They are as gentle

As zephyrs blowing below the violet,

Not wagging his fweet head :-and yet as rough. (Their Royal blood enchaf'd) as the rudeft wind! That shakes the mountain pine!

Cymb. A& IV

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Sir Jos. Mew-EY.

His reasons are as two grains of wheat, hid in two bushels of chaff. You fhall feck all day, ere you find them, and when you have found them, they are not worth the fearch. Merch. of V. Aa I.

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Dow. Lady HwE.

"That I could fhift my fex, and dye me deep
In their oppofers blood! But as I may
With woman's weapons, piety, and prayers,
I'll aid their caufe!

Lear, A& V.

Sir ED. W MS.

Yet Benedict was fuch another; and now he is become a man. He swore he would never marry, and yet now, in defpite of his heart, he eats his meat without grudging.

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Alas, poor Romeo! he's already dead, ftabb'd with a white wench's black eye! - run thro' the ear with a love-fong-and is he a man to encounter Tibalt !

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Lord Cvent.

Rom. and Jul.

Here I diiclaim all my paternal care,
Propinquity, and property of blood,
And as a stranger to my heart, and me,
Hold thee my fon for ever!

Lear, A&t I.

Her

Her MAJ

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Y.

Thy most amazing excellence shall be
Fame's triumph in fucceeding ages; when
Thy bright example fhall adorn the foene,.
And teach the world perfection!

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Lear, AR II

For he is wife, if I can judge of her;
And fair the is--if that mine eyes be tru;
And true he is, as fhe hath proved hertelf;
And therefore like herfelf,-wife, fair, and true,
Shall be plac'd!.
Merch. of V. A& II.

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Came there a certain Lord, neat, trimly drefs'd, Fresh as a bridegroom, and his chin new reap'd,. Shew'd like a ftubble-land at harvest-home;

IIe was perfum'd like a milliner,

And 'twixt his finger and his thumb,

He held a pouncet box!

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He hath a neighbourly charity in him; for he bɔr- · rowed a box of the ear of the Englishman, and fwore he would pay him again when he was able !

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