Spencer to CrabbeOxford University Press, 1990 |
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... play , boy , play ; thy mother plays , and I Play too , but so disgrac'd a part , whose issue Will hiss me to my grave : contempt and clamour Will be my knell . Go play , boy , play . There have been , Or I am much deceiv'd , cuckolds ...
... play , boy , play ; thy mother plays , and I Play too , but so disgrac'd a part , whose issue Will hiss me to my grave : contempt and clamour Will be my knell . Go play , boy , play . There have been , Or I am much deceiv'd , cuckolds ...
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... play ; But why should we in vain Each other's ruin thus pursue ? We were undone when we left you— With a fa , la , la , la , la . But now our fears tempestuous grow And cast our hopes away ; Whilst you , regardless of our woe , Sit ...
... play ; But why should we in vain Each other's ruin thus pursue ? We were undone when we left you— With a fa , la , la , la , la . But now our fears tempestuous grow And cast our hopes away ; Whilst you , regardless of our woe , Sit ...
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... play , And chase the new - blown Bubbles of the Day . Ah ! let not Censure term our Fate our Choice , The Stage but echoes back the publick Voice . The Drama's Laws the Drama's Patrons give , For we that live to please , must please to ...
... play , And chase the new - blown Bubbles of the Day . Ah ! let not Censure term our Fate our Choice , The Stage but echoes back the publick Voice . The Drama's Laws the Drama's Patrons give , For we that live to please , must please to ...
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SIR WALTER RALEIGH 15521618 | 33 |
FULKE GREVILLE LORD BROOKE 15541628 | 49 |
GEORGE CHAPMAN 15601634 | 54 |
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