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  "The Military Glory of Great Britain;"[4] and so short a time afterwards, only fourteen years, in fact


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id: 29226
title: The Fall of British Tyranny; Or, American Liberty Triumphant
author: Leacock, John
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  "A very black scene between Lord Kidnapper and Major Cudjo. Lexington, between Lord Boston, messenger and officers of the guard. tho'' I have reason to think you would not of choice let me come within you--and to let you know, your advice respecting certain points of law, unheard of splendour, and the name of Lord Paramount the mighty, shall power, when you consider with whom you have to contend--Let me see--Lord My Lord, be pleased to turn your eyes, and look out of the look then, my Lord, like Sampson making sport for the Philistines. brave people, like the Americans, from their infancy us''d to liberty My friends, I yet will hail you good morrow, tho'' I know not how long we Nay, sir, I know not their business;--let us yet bear with them Very true, My Lord, I shall take particular care. case before Lord Paramount, and let him know your deplorable situation.


id: 1133
title: Cymbeline
author: Shakespeare, William
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  THIS EBOOK WAS ONE OF PROJECT GUTENBERG''S EARLY FILES PRODUCED AT A TIME WHEN PROOFING METHODS AND TOOLS WERE NOT WELL DEVELOPED. IS AN IMPROVED EDITION OF THIS TITLE WHICH MAY BE VIEWED AS EBOOK (#1538) at https://www.gutenberg.org/ebooks/1538


id: 1135
title: The Tempest
author: Shakespeare, William
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  THIS EBOOK WAS ONE OF PROJECT GUTENBERG''S EARLY FILES PRODUCED AT A TIME WHEN PROOFING METHODS AND TOOLS WERE NOT WELL DEVELOPED. IS AN IMPROVED EDITION OF THIS TITLE WHICH MAY BE VIEWED AS EBOOK (#1540) at https://www.gutenberg.org/ebooks/1540


id: 1134
title: The Winter''s Tale
author: Shakespeare, William
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  THIS EBOOK WAS ONE OF PROJECT GUTENBERG''S EARLY FILES PRODUCED AT A TIME WHEN PROOFING METHODS AND TOOLS WERE NOT WELL DEVELOPED. IS AN IMPROVED EDITION OF THIS TITLE WHICH MAY BE VIEWED AS EBOOK (#1539) at https://www.gutenberg.org/ebooks/1539


id: 10850
title: Philaster; Or, Love Lies a Bleeding
author: Beaumont, Francis
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  But boy, it will prefer thee; thou art young, Come Sir, tell me truly, does your Lord love me? ''Tis thy Lords business hasts me thus; Away. Ages to come shall know no male of him Let all that shall succeed thee, for thy wrongs, What ill bred man art thou, to intrude thy self Clear thou thy self, or know not me for Father. D--H and Folio print ''Enter'' after a space at the end of preceding line. lines ending _by, hand, Princesse, selfe_. lines ending _tongue, King, him, infections, brave, boy, else, Seven lines ending _know, head, king, word, attempts, me, friends_. lines ending _selfe, sufficient, loves, would, expect, violence, know, Ten lines ending _thought, Lady, pardon''d, Three lines ending _looke, Lord, selfe_. Three lines ending _me, boy, brave_. Four lines ending _me, gods, selfe, Two lines ending _thou, me_. B, C, D, E] two lines ending _you and King_.


id: 12222
title: The Faithful Shepherdess The Works of Francis Beaumont and John Fletcher (Volume 2 of 10).
author: Beaumont, Francis
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  Stay gentle _Amoret_, thou fair brow''d Maid, Thy Shepherd prays thee stay, that holds thee dear, Thee freedom Shepherd, and thy tongue be still Shall crown thy chast hopes with long wish''d delight. Thou hast given thy poor Shepherd: fairest Bud Shepherd, I pray thee stay, where hast thou been? For thy long fingers; tell thee tales of Love, Shepherd, thou hast thy Wish. Than thou thy self art: I could tell thee more, Thou blessed star, I thank thee for thy light, Hail Shepherd, _Pan_ bless both thy flock and thee, Welcom fair Shepherdess, thy loving swain Lest thou hadst miss''d thy way: were it day light, Pray _Pan_ thy Love may ever follow thee. _Amar._ Stay thy dead-doing hand, thou art too hot Dearer than thou canst love thy self, though all Canst thou not love again thy _Amoret_? Thou holy _Shepherd_, see what for thy sake


id: 12312
title: A King, and No King
author: Fletcher, John
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  retreat, I think thou wouldst kill any man that stopt thee if I do not know how thou mayst wait of a man in''s Chamber, or thy King, and were sure thou wouldst mistake alwaies and run away thou wer''t a man of understanding, I would tell thee, he is think me thy friend for this, for if I ear''d who knew it, thou Faith ''tis a very disputable question, and yet I think thou canst I have so good an opinion of it: ''tis whether thou be valiant. All this is of thy self, I pray thee _Bessus_ tell something of Too safe I am Sir. _Enter_ Gobrias, Arane, Panthea, Spaconia, Bacurius, Like dust; I know thou fear''st my words, away. Nay, more, the King Sir. _Enter_ Arbaces, Bacurius, Mardonius. Sir, I will pray for you, yet you shall know I come to speake to thee thou wicked man,


id: 12040
title: Beaumont and Fletcher''s Works, Vol. 02 of 10: the Humourous Lieutenant
author: Beaumont, Francis
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  I have cause to love you, dear Sir. _2 Ush._ Then I''le carry ye, _2 Em._ Think of that love, great Sir, that honor''d friendship I know ''twill fight it self then: dear Sir, honour me: _2 Gent._ Never till life leave us, Sir. _Ant._ O _Leontius_, I hear we shall abroad, Sir. _Ant._ Yes, and presently, We shall be full, no fear Sir. _Ant._ You _Leontius_, _Dem._ I know my duty, [_Exit_ Ant. You shall be half my Father. _Leo._ I am sure ''tis true: Lieutenant, canst thou drink well? I shall come back, loaden with fame, to honour thee. But good sweet Prince preserve your self, fight nobly, I, I, Sir, I am thinking who we shall take of ''em, The Prince is coming home, Sir. _Ant_. For sanctity I think much less: good even Sir. _Ant_. Good Sir, tell me the cause, I know there is a woman in''t;


id: 12039
title: Beaumont and Fletcher''s Works, Vol. 01 of 10: the Custom of the Country
author: Beaumont, Francis
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  _Rut._ You love a Gentlewoman, a young handsom woman, _Rut._ You hope to Marry her; ''tis a lawful calling _Arn._ Yes. _Rut._ And fair I dare proclaim her, My mind shall not pay this custom, cruel man. Farewel, wish me good fortune, we shall meet ''Tis scorn, not pity, makes me give thee life: _Rut._ I have a sword Sir, you shall find, a good one; _Rut._ ''Tis the Lady of the house, _Ser._ Here they stand ready Sir. _Zab._ ''Tis well, be sure Good Gentle Sir, give me leave to think a little, _1 Offi._ Not so Sir. _Rut._ Cannot a man fall into one of your drunken Cellars, _Hip._ Let it fall, Sir, No man shall know me, nor the share I have in thee, _Hip._ Be sure Sir, I shall fit you. Here comes the Lady Sir. _Enter_ Guiomar. _Hip._ _Hippolytas_ life shall make that good hereafter,


id: 39249
title: Beaumont and Fletcher''s Works, Vol. 03 of 10: The Loyal Subject
author: Fletcher, John
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  Shall rib this body in, nor sword hang here, Sir: _Bur._ That I am loth to tell; he will not come, Sir; _Bur._ Yes, I shall, Sir. _Duke._ Come, speak thy mind man: ''tis not for fighting, _The._ I think you are not, Sir; I am sure ye shall not. And ever in the Dukes ear, for your good, Sir, _Anc._ Is the Duke well, Sir? _Bur._ I hope a great one, and for your good, brave Sir. He comes in haste too, now we shall know all, Sir. _Hon._ I thank you Sir, you have made me half a Souldier, I do not love it my self, Sir, ''tis a lewd one, For pure love, or nothing: thus you shall be sure, Sir, _The._ ''Tis very good, I''le drink a great deal now Sir. To my honourable good Lord, I beseech ye Sir; _Bur._ ''Tis time, Sir, _Bur._ Good Sir--


id: 47518
title: Shakespeare''s Comedy of The Tempest
author: Shakespeare, William
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  She said thou wast my daughter; and thy father Thou art inclined to sleep; ''tis a good dulness, Let me remember thee what thou hast promised, And left thee there; where thou didst vent thy groans What wert thou, if the King of Naples heard thee? Sea-water shalt thou drink; thy food shall be Can speak like us: then wisely, good sir, weigh Thou let''st thy fortune sleep--die, rather; wink''st Shall free thee from the tribute which thou payest; And I the king shall love thee. If thou beest Trinculo, come forth: I''ll pull thee by the Drink, servant-monster, when I bid thee: thy eyes are almost set Moon-calf, speak once in thy life, if thou beest a good Thou shalt be lord of it and I''ll serve thee. Give me thy hand: I am sorry I beat thee; but, while thou Were but my trials of thy love, and thou


