This is a list of all the questions and their associated study carrel identifiers. One can learn a lot of the "aboutness" of a text simply by reading the questions.
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3544 | After all, what is there to fear? |
3544 | And do you think for a moment he''d stand it, like that half- baked clergyman in the play? |
3544 | And what about Teddy? |
3544 | Aurora: do you remember the evening when I sat here at your feet and read you those poems for the first time? |
3544 | But ca n''t you suggest anything more agreeable? |
3544 | But how will they know? |
3544 | Ca n''t you see what a terrible thing this is for me? |
3544 | Ca n''t you? |
3544 | Can you ask me? |
3544 | Can you not be a little more explicit? |
3544 | Do these manuscripts seem at all familiar to you, may I ask? |
3544 | Do you expect me to believe you? |
3544 | Do you know anybody else named Aurora? |
3544 | Do you mean to say that you propose that we should walk right bang up to Teddy and tell him we''re going away together? |
3544 | Do you mean to tell me that you are going to beat Teddy before my face like a brutal prizefighter? |
3544 | Do you really mean that I am making a fool of myself? |
3544 | Do you suppose I am an angel? |
3544 | Do you think I would ever have encouraged you if I had known you were such a little devil? |
3544 | Does not that prove their perfect innocence? |
3544 | Does the name of Bompas occur in any of the poems? |
3544 | Eh, Rory? |
3544 | HER HUSBAND[ beaming with remorse] My dear chap, why did n''t you say so before? |
3544 | HER HUSBAND[ reddening ominously] Why is it absurd? |
3544 | HER HUSBAND[ taking up the poems] Well, may I get these printed? |
3544 | HE[ coming to a sudden stop and speaking with considerable confidence] You do n''t understand these things, my darling, how could you? |
3544 | HE[ painfully jarred] Have you got sisters- in- law? |
3544 | HE[ very uncomfortable with his back against the piano and Teddy standing over him threateningly] How can I convince you? |
3544 | HE[ with an air of great surprise] Do you mean to imply that you do n''t believe me? |
3544 | HE[ with grave wonder] Are you afraid? |
3544 | Has he told you anything? |
3544 | How can it be her punishment when she likes it? |
3544 | How could I use such a name in a poem? |
3544 | How could you even think of me as Mr Apjohn? |
3544 | How old are you, Henry? |
3544 | I adored her: do you hear? |
3544 | It''s settled, is n''t it, that you''re going to be nice and good, and that you''ll brazen it out to Teddy that you have some other Aurora? |
3544 | It''s very nice of you to live with me in a dream, and to love me, and so on; but I ca n''t help my husband having disagreeable relatives, can I? |
3544 | Lohengrin? |
3544 | Manuscripts? |
3544 | Now or three hours hence: to- day or to- morrow: what does it matter, provided all is done in honor, without shame or fear? |
3544 | Now wo n''t you shake hands and be good? |
3544 | Oh, Henry, why did n''t you try to restrain your feelings a little in common consideration for me? |
3544 | Oh, I do n''t care about the profanation; but what will Teddy think? |
3544 | Oh, how could you be so inconsiderate? |
3544 | Oh, is this a time for cleverness? |
3544 | Oh, well, if you come to that, what has become of you? |
3544 | SHE[ on the carpet] Is nobody going to help me up? |
3544 | SHE[ rising and coming to him in consternation] What do you mean by all over him? |
3544 | SHE[ staring at him] And where shall we go to? |
3544 | SHE[ suspiciously] Does n''t he love me still? |
3544 | SHE[ with equal earnestness] Henry: do you know what''s wanting in that play? |
3544 | So, if it''s not disturbing you, Rory--? |
3544 | Surely, as a man of honor-- as a gentleman, you would n''t tell the truth, would you? |
3544 | Teddy: you promise, do n''t you? |
3544 | That is simple enough, and sweet enough, is it not? |
3544 | Then what did you get? |
3544 | To Aurora, or something like that, eh? |
3544 | Well, then, shall we adjourn to my snuggery? |
3544 | What can Georgina do? |
3544 | What can I do? |
3544 | What can anybody do? |
3544 | What can be simpler? |
3544 | What can your husband do? |
3544 | What did you get tickets for? |
3544 | What do you wish me to do? |
3544 | What does it matter-- now? |
3544 | What good is that to me if everybody will know what woman it was? |
3544 | What has become of you? |
3544 | What is it you want me to do? |
3544 | What is it? |
3544 | What is that? |
3544 | What is there besides Lohengrin that we two could endure, except Candida? |
3544 | What shall we call the volume? |
3544 | What will my sisters- in- law think of them? |
3544 | What''s that you say? |
3544 | What''s the matter? |
3544 | What''s the matter? |
3544 | Where is the difficulty? |
3544 | Why did n''t you come home to dinner? |
3544 | Why did n''t you write with some little reserve? |
3544 | Why do you thank me? |
3544 | Why not? |
3544 | Would you like to look at them a little closer? |
3544 | You''re not angry with me, are you? |
3544 | You''re proud of it, are n''t you? |
3544 | You''re quite sure? |
3544 | [ Fiercely] Who are you, pray, that you should be so jolly superior? |
3544 | [ Raising his head and looking at her, with a sudden suspicion] Do n''t you? |
3544 | d''ye hear? |
3544 | do you suppose I''m jealous of YOU? |
3544 | what will he do? |
3544 | what will they think? |
3485 | Am I nothing more to you? |
3485 | And do you mean to obey them? |
3485 | And now what is left in life for me? |
3485 | And what can I do? |
3485 | Are they not hanging, shooting, imprisoning as much as ever we did? |
3485 | Are we beaten? |
3485 | Are you sure they will not rally to mine? |
3485 | Are you, the daughter of a Panjandrum, a Bolshevist? |
3485 | Asked for the vote? |
3485 | At my age, sir, I ask myself how can I bear to die? |
3485 | But what is a united people without a united army? |
3485 | But what will the Revolution do for the people? |
3485 | Committed suicide? |
3485 | Did he let go when you bit him? |
3485 | Do YOU reproach me with it? |
3485 | Do n''t you appreciate Her Imperial Highness''s joke? |
3485 | Do they ever tell the people the truth? |
3485 | Do you hear? |
3485 | Do you suppose I think flogging a woman worse than flogging a man? |
3485 | Filthy traitor: is that the way you dare speak of the daughter of our anointed Panjandrum? |
3485 | Have you captured the officer that was with her?... |
3485 | Have you sent my report yet to the government? |
3485 | How can I obey six different dictators, and not one gentleman among the lot of them? |
3485 | How can you be so stupid, so heartless? |
3485 | How could a man travel with a woman''s passport? |
3485 | How could they learn to read the Bible without learning to read Karl Marx? |
3485 | How much liberty is there where they have gained the upper hand? |
3485 | I give you twelve hours to catch him or... what''s that you say about the devil? |
3485 | I wo n''t, of course: my own father goes on just like that; but suppose I did? |
3485 | If they could, you would have done it, would you not? |
3485 | Left the Church? |
3485 | Look here: what did you ring up for? |
3485 | Man, do you think that a mere defeat could strike me down as this news does: I, who have been defeated thirteen times since the war began? |
3485 | Me, or the soldier? |
3485 | Next time you will lose your stripe... Oh, they''ve made you a colonel, have they? |
3485 | Now tell me, what are your orders? |
3485 | O Schneidekind, Schneidekind, how can you bear to live? |
3485 | Pray what, prisoner? |
3485 | Save her from what? |
3485 | Shall I do it now? |
3485 | Suppose I find you a man and a soldier? |
3485 | The war? |
3485 | Then how do you know that one of the passports was mine? |
3485 | Then who is he? |
3485 | They have killed him? |
3485 | Tired out, Sir? |
3485 | Was that not so? |
3485 | Well, they''ve made me a field- marshal: now what have you to say?... |
3485 | What Revolution? |
3485 | What am I to call you? |
3485 | What am I to do with you? |
3485 | What do I know about them? |
3485 | What do you mean? |
3485 | What has happened? |
3485 | What has happened? |
3485 | What have you done with that unhappy young man? |
3485 | What have you to say to that? |
3485 | What if I were to betray you? |
3485 | What more could I do? |
3485 | What''s that? |
3485 | What''s the latest? |
3485 | What''s the matter now?... |
3485 | When will you learn that our strength has never been in ourselves, but in your illusions about us? |
3485 | Where did you catch her? |
3485 | Where is he? |
3485 | Where is he? |
3485 | Where is that? |
3485 | Where? |
3485 | Which Revolution? |
3485 | Which government do you wish it sent to? |
3485 | Which of them do you think is most likely to be in power tomorrow morning? |
3485 | Who is it speaking?... |
3485 | Why did he not have me arrested? |
3485 | Why did n''t you say so? |
3485 | Why did you bite him, prisoner? |
3485 | Why did you not spit in my face? |
3485 | Why do n''t you laugh? |
3485 | Why do you not stand to your guns and justify what you did, instead of making silly excuses? |
3485 | Why should they not? |
3485 | Why should they not? |
3485 | Will you disobey me? |
3485 | Yes: why should they not? |
3485 | You really mean that? |
3485 | You would keep the people in their hopeless squalid misery? |
3485 | Your Imperial Highness desires me to address you as comrade? |
3485 | do n''t you know your duty? |
3485 | do you know what will happen to you if you compel me to take a sterner tone with you? |
3485 | do you suppose I''ve nothing else to do than to hang on to the telephone all day?... |
3485 | you would fill those infamous prisons again with the noblest spirits in the land? |
3485 | you would thrust the rising sun of liberty back into the sea of blood from which it has risen? |
3486 | A lady? |
3486 | About what, Your Highness? |
3486 | Are these things fair? |
3486 | Are they all as clever and charming as their father? |
3486 | Are you quite sure the Inca is n''t mad? |
3486 | But has n''t any of them inherited the family genius? |
3486 | But what is the good of that? |
3486 | But wo n''t that be a come- down for him? |
3486 | Can I take any order? |
3486 | Can Your Highness believe this of me? |
3486 | Can anyone in the world talk like him? |
3486 | Can he laugh? |
3486 | Can you name a single man in the entourage of the Inca who is not a born fool? |
3486 | Dare I ask what it is, Your Highness? |
3486 | Do archdeacons have maids? |
3486 | Do n''t you think so? |
3486 | Do you suppose they would really kill each other if they did n''t want to, merely for the sake of my beautiful eyes? |
3486 | Do you think you could be happy with me? |
3486 | Does it ever occupy itself with anything else? |
3486 | Does n''t it fascinate everyone in Perusalem? |
3486 | Does the world occupy itself with those beards and moustaches? |
3486 | Er-- you wo n''t mind my asking, will you?--how did you lose your place? |
3486 | Has it produced more than one Inca? |
3486 | Have I a son named Snooks? |
3486 | Have I had the misfortune to offend Your Highness? |
3486 | Have my servants finished their lunch yet? |
3486 | Have we not suffered enough? |
3486 | Have you the heart to complain to the manager? |
3486 | He is a painter: need I remind you that St Helena is still without a National Gallery? |
3486 | How can I? |
3486 | How can he be mad, madam? |
3486 | How could I help divining it, Sir? |
3486 | How could he? |
3486 | How dare you offer Her Highness a room on the second floor? |
3486 | How dare you treat Her Highness in this disgraceful manner? |
3486 | How did you know he was a millionaire? |
3486 | How have you the courage? |
3486 | How long has that been standing at the top of the stairs? |
3486 | How much did it cost? |
3486 | I had no idea-- am I to hang it up just as it was? |
3486 | If that is the truth, does its recognition constitute the Inca a coxcomb? |
3486 | If you had lost ten thousand a year what expressions would you use, do you think? |
3486 | If you like, of course; but do you think I ought to? |
3486 | Indeed? |
3486 | Is Your Highness dissatisfied with me? |
3486 | Is he nice looking? |
3486 | Is it fair? |
3486 | Is that the way to talk to a father? |
3486 | Is that the way to talk to a widow? |
3486 | Is there nothing left of your settlement? |
3486 | May I ask why? |
3486 | May I regard myself as engaged then, Your Highness? |
3486 | May I regard myself as engaged, Your Highness? |
3486 | My uncle ca n''t object to that, can he? |
3486 | Oh, by the way, there is a princess, is n''t there, somewhere on the premises? |
3486 | Oh, please, please, may n''t I have one with a shorter name? |
3486 | Oh, what shall I do? |
3486 | Quite a large choice, eh? |
3486 | Shall I fetch her? |
3486 | Snooks? |
3486 | Some tea? |
3486 | THE INCA[ dubious], Pretty awful, I suppose, eh? |
3486 | That makes it all right, does n''t it? |
3486 | The Allerhochst? |
3486 | The first time of what, Your Highness? |
3486 | Then he was at the ball too, Your Highness? |
3486 | Well, does the world occupy itself with the Inca''s moustache or does it not? |
3486 | Well, what about Snooks? |
3486 | Well? |
3486 | What are millionaires now, with the world crumbling? |
3486 | What business? |
3486 | What can one expect? |
3486 | What do I do? |
3486 | What do you mean by it, Miss? |
3486 | What do you want with the manager? |
3486 | What has become of it all? |
3486 | What is he called at home? |
3486 | What is madness? |
3486 | What is more glorious than talk? |
3486 | What is sanity? |
3486 | What is this? |
3486 | What is your business? |
3486 | What on earth are you talking about, madam? |
3486 | What other defence have we poor common people against your shining armor, your mailed fist, your pomp and parade, your terrible power over us? |
3486 | What sort of pothouse is this? |
3486 | What? |
3486 | Whatever on earth can you be going to tell me, Captain? |
3486 | Where did you learn to speak to persons of quality? |
3486 | Which son? |
3486 | Who has betrayed me? |
3486 | Who is he? |
3486 | Who is there in the world like you? |
3486 | Who is there? |
3486 | Why did St Helena extinguish Napoleon? |
3486 | Why did you not marry Matthews: the best curate I ever had? |
3486 | Why do they call him vain? |
3486 | Why do they call themselves brave? |
3486 | Why do they do it? |
3486 | Why does everybody make fun of me? |
3486 | Why not? |
3486 | Why should he not, madam? |
3486 | Why should he? |
3486 | Why? |
3486 | Why? |
3486 | Will you explain to her about the boys? |
3486 | Will you-- I hardly know how to put this-- will you be mine? |
3486 | Wo n''t you sit down? |
3486 | Would you? |
3486 | You intimated that you had some business? |
3486 | You too worship before the statue of Liberty, like the Americans? |
3486 | You''ll excuse my mentioning it, I hope; but what wages-- er--? |
3486 | am I in the way? |
3486 | at least? |
3486 | how do you know that? |
3487 | Ai n''t it? |
3487 | Am I to give the waiter anything; or will you do it yourself? |
3487 | And did you dare to knock at my door and interrupt my business with this lady to repeat this man''s ineptitudes? |
3487 | And was there no Englishman to take his place? |
3487 | And you have told the motor- car people to come here and arrange to start munition work now that their motor business is stopped? |
3487 | And you mean to tell me that Blueloo was such a dolt as to believe that she could succeed? |
3487 | Are you Lord Augustus Highcastle? |
3487 | Are you engaged? |
3487 | Beautiful, did you say? |
3487 | Busy at what? |
3487 | But how could she possibly know about it? |
3487 | But you will forgive England? |
3487 | By the way[ handing over the letter], I wonder could you read it for me? |
3487 | Ca n''t they take the train? |
3487 | Can you see a female? |
3487 | Can you tell me where I can find an intelligent being to take my orders? |
3487 | Come: would you like to have a peep at the list[ beginning to take the blank paper from the envelope]? |
3487 | Did you receive my letters? |
3487 | Did you tell them who you were? |
3487 | Do you call that being great statesmen? |
3487 | Do you mean to insinuate that hell is paved with MY good intentions-- with the good intentions of His Majesty''s Government? |
3487 | Do you mean to say, you scoundrel, that an Englishman is capable of selling his country to the enemy for gold? |
3487 | Do you recognize my voice?... |
3487 | Do you suppose I''m blind? |
3487 | Do you suppose I''m such a fool as to let it out of my hands? |
3487 | Do you want him? |
3487 | Does he take me for a fool? |
3487 | Does she seem to be a person of consequence? |
3487 | Has any British battle ever been won except by a bold initiative? |
3487 | Have they forgotten Nelson in the Baltic? |
3487 | Have you any further business here, pray? |
3487 | Have you anything else to say? |
3487 | Have you carried out my orders about the war saving? |
3487 | Horatio Floyd Beamish, do you know that we are at war? |
3487 | How could I possibly be spared? |
3487 | How else should I be here instead of starving to death in Ruhleben? |
3487 | I ask myself why was she in such a hurry? |
3487 | I ca n''t leave the room and send myself to you at the same time, can I? |
3487 | I''m his brother, idiot... That you, Blueloo? |
3487 | Is it blighter? |
3487 | Is it justice? |
3487 | Is it? |
3487 | Is that Blueloo?... |
3487 | Is the clerk there? |
3487 | Is there nobody else to take my instructions? |
3487 | Man, man: do you want to see picture shows when the Hun is at the gate? |
3487 | May I offer you a chair, lady? |
3487 | May I use your telephone? |
3487 | Must you go? |
3487 | Must you really go? |
3487 | Need I add that she is my bitterest enemy? |
3487 | Now do you know what I mean? |
3487 | Oh yes: I''m coming up by the 1.35: why not have tea with me at Rumpelmeister''s?... |
3487 | Shall the fellow call a taxi for you? |
3487 | Shut up, will you? |
3487 | That''s very odd: I-- Where the deuce--? |
3487 | The English one? |
3487 | The Germans would give a million for it-- what?... |
3487 | The War Office!? |
3487 | The allowance of petrol has been reduced by three quarters? |
3487 | The bet is an insult to you: do n''t you feel that? |
3487 | The great Lord Augustus? |
3487 | Then why are you not in uniform? |
3487 | They got grudges again one another: how can they have grudges again the Huns that they never saw? |
3487 | To keep me alive, ai n''t it? |
3487 | Was it one of your German brothers- in- law? |
3487 | Well, it stands to reason if the Germans wanted to spy they would n''t employ a German that everybody would suspect, do n''t it? |
3487 | Well, that is the same thing, is n''t it? |
3487 | Well, what of it? |
3487 | Well, what''s the good of that if I''m dead of hunger by the time they come back? |
3487 | What are they dying for? |
3487 | What are you dreaming about, madam? |
3487 | What business is that of yours? |
3487 | What can I do for you? |
3487 | What did he say? |
3487 | What did the man mean? |
3487 | What did you expect? |
3487 | What did you ring for? |
3487 | What do I care about the realm? |
3487 | What do they mean by taking my office staff? |
3487 | What do you mean, man? |
3487 | What is it, ma''am? |
3487 | What is it? |
3487 | What is this ridiculous mummery sir? |
3487 | What matters the death rate of Little Pifflington in a moment like this? |
3487 | What more can we do? |
3487 | What number shall I get you? |
3487 | What on earth did he do that for? |
3487 | What on earth does she mean? |
3487 | What right have you to call yourself by a pretentious name of that sort? |
3487 | What the dickens did I--? |
3487 | What?... |
3487 | What?... |
3487 | What?... |
3487 | Where are the others? |
3487 | Where do I come in? |
3487 | Where is the gentleman I have been corresponding with: Mr Horatio Floyd Beamish? |
3487 | Where is the list of guns? |
3487 | Where on earth--? |
3487 | Where''s the baker''s sacrifice? |
3487 | Where''s the butcher''s? |
3487 | Where''s the coal merchant''s? |
3487 | Which is it to be? |
3487 | Which waiter is it? |
3487 | Who are you calling a pro- German? |
3487 | Who are you? |
3487 | Who does? |
3487 | Who told you? |
3487 | Whom do you want to get on to? |
3487 | Why are n''t you at the front? |
3487 | Why did n''t you? |
3487 | Why did they give young Bill Knight two and sevenpence, and not give me even my tram fare? |
3487 | Why did you not do so? |
3487 | Why not hide it in one of my envelopes? |
3487 | Why? |
3487 | Will he do? |
3487 | Wo n''t you come up? |
3487 | Yes, ma''am? |
3487 | Yes, madam; and what was my reward? |
3487 | Yes: it is, is n''t it? |
3487 | Yes: who are you?... |
3487 | Yes? |
3487 | You feel sure you will be able to resist the siren? |
3487 | You have relatives at the Foreign Office, have you not? |
3487 | oh, Blueloo, is it?... |
3830 | Am I to speak only to men who dislike me? |
3830 | Am I to take Sibthorpe off your hands too, Mrs. Lunn? |
3830 | And are you never going to speak to me again, Mr. Juno? |
3830 | And do you fall in love with everybody''s wife? |
3830 | And is your husband as insensible as yourself? |
3830 | And you were glad to let it grow? |
3830 | Are we friends-- comrades? |
3830 | Are you in love? |
3830 | Are you really as insensible as you say you are? |
3830 | Are you really fond of me? |
3830 | Are you sorry, Gregory? |
3830 | But what is that to the horror of meeting it on every beautiful woman, and knowing that there is a husband round the corner? |
3830 | But what''s the good of saying that, Mr. Juno? |
3830 | But why not? |
3830 | But you? |
3830 | But, my dear boy, if we admit we are in the wrong where''s the harm of it? |
3830 | But-- I-- is?-- wa--? |
3830 | Ca n''t we admit that we''re human and have done with it? |
3830 | Can you explain the distinction? |
3830 | Can you really? |
3830 | Can you use yours? |
3830 | Could anything be more romantic than that? |
3830 | Could we forgive ourselves if we let this moment slip? |
3830 | Do n''t you realize that unless most women were like that, the world could n''t go on as it does? |
3830 | Do n''t you think you''ve said enough, Mr. Juno? |
3830 | Do you know why half the couples who find themselves situated as we are now behave horridly? |
3830 | Do you mean the real list? |
3830 | Do you really mind, Mrs. Lunn? |
3830 | Do you want me to be thrown into the harbor? |
3830 | Do you want me to drag your wife into court and disgrace her? |
3830 | Does it come upon you periodically; or is it chronic? |
3830 | Does my speaking to your wife do you any harm? |
3830 | GREGORY[ deeply indignant] How dare you, sir, asperse the character of that sweet lady? |
3830 | GREGORY[ perplexed] Sorry? |
3830 | GREGORY[ taken aback] Who told you that? |
3830 | Had n''t you holidays every year? |
3830 | Has curiosity anything to do with it?" |
3830 | Have I been able to notice anything else since we met? |
3830 | Have you really sinned, Tops? |
3830 | How did you feel when you committed it? |
3830 | How do you do? |
3830 | How much have you sacrificed yourself, pray? |
3830 | How? |
3830 | I mean, what are we going to do? |
3830 | If so, can you describe the charm to me? |
3830 | If you could, would you? |
3830 | If, like most murderers, you had not been hanged, would you have committed other murders? |
3830 | Is that all? |
3830 | Is the list a long one? |
3830 | Is there then no hope for me? |
3830 | JUNO[ contemplating the flower without rapture] What good''s this? |
3830 | JUNO[ rising, with a growing sense of injury] Look here, Mrs. Lunn: do you think a man''s heart is a potato? |
3830 | JUNO[ rising] Do you suppose I''ll allow this? |
3830 | JUNO[ rising] I tell you I have admitted-- GREGORY{} What''s the good of keeping on at that? |
3830 | JUNO[ ruefully] Is that all? |
3830 | MRS. LUNN[ bored] Is it? |
3830 | MRS. LUNN[ faintly ironical] Indeed? |
3830 | MRS. LUNN[ to Mrs. Juno] Can your husband afford a scandal, Mrs. Juno? |
3830 | May I call you by your Christian name? |
3830 | Need we go on footling about it? |
3830 | Not the one I show to Gregory: there are hundreds of names on that; but the little private list that he''d better not see? |
3830 | Oh, where is the intoxication of love? |
3830 | Oh, who cares for young girls? |
3830 | Oh, will you really put me on that? |
3830 | Oh, yes you might; and what does that matter, anyhow? |
3830 | Or was it the usual aimless man''s lark: a mere shipboard flirtation? |
3830 | Tell me: do you really like me? |
3830 | Was n''t there a widow? |
3830 | Well, Mrs. Juno is not your wife, is she? |
3830 | Well, what about the young girls? |
3830 | What about your own conduct, pray? |
3830 | What about yourself? |
3830 | What could I think? |
3830 | What did you say to yourself about it? |
3830 | What difference does your not defending it make? |
3830 | What do I see now? |
3830 | What do you call your own conduct? |
3830 | What do you mean? |
3830 | What else? |
3830 | What for? |
3830 | What is a man to do? |
3830 | What is the position now exactly? |
3830 | What made you think he was n''t? |
3830 | What must it be when you think of my wife? |
3830 | What pretension has he to any such honor? |
3830 | What steps? |
3830 | What the devil business is it of yours what passes between my wife and myself? |
3830 | What then? |
3830 | What would you advise, Mr. Juno? |
3830 | What''s the good of your principles being right if they wo n''t work? |
3830 | What''s the matter? |
3830 | What''s the use of your allowing or not allowing after that? |
3830 | When you say darling, may I ask which of us you are addressing? |
3830 | Where''s her feelings? |
3830 | Who is making love to his own wife before people now, pray? |
3830 | Why did you do it? |
3830 | Why do n''t you let my wife say something? |
3830 | Why else have you put me on your list? |
3830 | Why not? |
3830 | Why ought n''t she to be a nice woman, pray? |
3830 | Why should you let a moment''s forgetfulness embitter all our future life? |
3830 | Will you have the goodness, sir, in addressing this lady, to keep your temper and refrain from using profane language? |
3830 | Will you please go? |
3830 | Wo n''t you introduce me to your wife, Mr. Juno? |
3830 | Would anyone else than an Englishman have thought of it? |
3830 | Would you be sorry if I died? |
3830 | Would you mind ringing the bell and asking them to throw me out? |
3830 | You call me a disappointment, do you? |
3830 | You know that, do n''t you? |
3830 | You thought I was a libertine? |
3830 | You will really be good? |
3830 | You''re not her husband, are you? |
3830 | You''re sure you do n''t want anything you ought n''t to? |
3830 | [ Fondly] Are you, dear? |
3830 | [ To Mrs. Juno, very tenderly] You will forgive me, wo n''t you? |
3830 | or a ball of knitting wool? |
3830 | or a turnip? |
3830 | that you can throw it away like this? |
3830 | the delirium? |
3830 | the madness that makes a man think the world well lost for the woman he adores? |
3488 | A Russian general, madam? |
3488 | A shout from me will bring him to my side; and then where will your Majesty be? |
3488 | All right, eh? |
3488 | Am I never to have a moment''s peace? |
3488 | And if we do not leave this abominable city now: do you hear? |
3488 | And you think you will impress an Englishman by receiving him as you are now, half drunk? |
3488 | Are n''t you delighted? |
3488 | Are you really an Englishman? |
3488 | But how can I? |
3488 | But the Empress is proud; and what woman would forgive the slight you put upon her? |
3488 | But what am I to do? |
3488 | But what do I get out of it? |
3488 | By the way, what was the piece of advice I was going to give you? |
3488 | By whom? |
3488 | Can I do anything to make you quite comfortable? |
3488 | Captain Edstaston, why did you refuse to come when I sent for you? |
3488 | Cut off his eyelids and stand him in the sun? |
3488 | Damn you, will you untie me? |
3488 | Did I ask you for a footstool? |
3488 | Did you tell her you were engaged to me? |
3488 | Do I understand you to say that Monsieur Voltaire is a great philanthropist and a great philosopher as well as the wittiest man in Europe? |
3488 | Do n''t you like me? |
3488 | Do n''t you see that I''m drunk and ca n''t get up? |
3488 | Do you hear? |
3488 | Do you mean to say you are not drunk? |
3488 | Do you still admire me as much as you did this morning? |
3488 | Do you still intend to write to the London Gazette about me? |
3488 | Do you suppose I am an adventurer and a beggar? |
3488 | Do you think the Prince will see the captain, little darling? |
3488 | Do you want five thousand blows of the stick? |
3488 | Do you wonder now that I love Russia as I love no other place on earth? |
3488 | Eh? |
3488 | For Heaven''s sake, Madam, do you intend to leave me tied up like this while you discuss the blasphemies of that abominable infidel? |
3488 | For your lover? |
3488 | Have you any back teeth? |
3488 | Have you changed your opinion of Monsieur Voltaire? |
3488 | Have you had a college education, darling? |
3488 | Have you never been taught, sir, how a gentleman should enter the presence of a sovereign? |
3488 | Have you no shame? |
3488 | Heigho-- ah-- yah-- ah-- ow-- what o''clock is it? |
3488 | His real name? |
3488 | How can I get admission to the palace? |
3488 | How can I possibly tell when I ca n''t see you? |
3488 | How can anyone with a sense of humor help laughing? |
3488 | How can you all dance as if nothing was happening? |
3488 | How can you respect the niece of a savage? |
3488 | How close? |
3488 | How dare you make me such a proposal? |
3488 | How dare you name such abominations to a Liberal Empress? |
3488 | How dare you put your dirty paws on my mouth? |
3488 | How dare you? |
3488 | How did you know? |
3488 | How do you know all this? |
3488 | How is a man to remember anything when he is trussed up in this ridiculous fashion? |
3488 | How many times must I give an order before it is obeyed? |
3488 | I ca n''t help laughing: What''s his real name, by the way, in case I meet him? |
3488 | In these boots? |
3488 | Indeed? |
3488 | Is it? |
3488 | Is she-- is she good- looking when you see her close? |
3488 | Is the spectacle so disagreeable? |
3488 | Little darling honey, is his Highness the prince very busy? |
3488 | May I tell her she will be knouted if we stay? |
3488 | Naryshkin: are you waiting to be knouted? |
3488 | Noticing that er--? |
3488 | Now will you let me up? |
3488 | Patiomkin, how dare you? |
3488 | She is in England, is n''t she? |
3488 | Skin him alive? |
3488 | So? |
3488 | So? |
3488 | Stop playing the fool, will you? |
3488 | Tear his tongue out? |
3488 | That er--? |
3488 | Then you did see her close? |
3488 | They make me do it to keep up their own little dignities? |
3488 | Varinka, where the devil are you? |
3488 | Varinka, who is this gentleman? |
3488 | Was THAT what I thought was your being tortured? |
3488 | Well, if her Majesty calls him a darling, is it my fault that she calls me one too? |
3488 | Well, sir: is that all you have to say? |
3488 | Well: what''s wrong with me? |
3488 | Well? |
3488 | Whas use being prince if I may n''t drink? |
3488 | What are they doing to him? |
3488 | What are you grinning at? |
3488 | What are you thinking of? |
3488 | What do you mean by this, you hound? |
3488 | What do you want here? |
3488 | What do you want? |
3488 | What do you want? |
3488 | What else did you presume to admire her Majesty for, pray? |
3488 | What is our business for today? |
3488 | What is this, Varinka? |
3488 | What is this? |
3488 | What matter? |
3488 | What on earth do you mean? |
3488 | What shall I do to him for you? |
3488 | What shall it be? |
3488 | What the devil do you mean by it? |
3488 | What would Voltaire say? |
3488 | Where are the police? |
3488 | Where have they taken Captain Edstaston to? |
3488 | Where is General Volkonsky? |
3488 | Where is Popof? |
3488 | Where is my Charles? |
3488 | Where is my accursed chancellor? |
3488 | Where is my fool of a chancellor? |
3488 | Why are visitors of consequence announced by a sergeant? |
3488 | Why do they do it, Naryshkin? |
3488 | Why do you laugh, Little Father? |
3488 | Why not, darling? |
3488 | Why not? |
3488 | Why should I, pray? |
3488 | Why? |
3488 | Why? |
3488 | Why? |
3488 | Why? |
3488 | Why? |
3488 | Will they be needed? |
3488 | Will you let me go? |
3488 | Will your Majesty be good enough to call Prince Patiomkin? |
3488 | Would any lady or gentleman walk unannounced into a room without first looking through the keyhole? |
3488 | Would anybody with a sense of humor make a guy of a man like this, and then expect him to take it seriously? |
3488 | Yes? |
3488 | You do n''t admire her, then? |
3488 | You have conscientious scruples? |
3488 | You have seen us before? |
3488 | You know what happened to Peter? |
3488 | You know your orders? |
3488 | You remember what you have to do when the Empress gives you the word? |
3488 | You think she murdered him? |
3488 | You think that if she could stand a man like me, with only one eye, and a cross eye at that, she must fall down at your feet at first sight, eh? |
3488 | You think you can escape by appealing, like Prince Patiomkin, to my sense of humor? |
3488 | You want me to kick you upstairs, eh? |
3488 | are you ready to be tortured? |
3488 | do you hear? |
3488 | do you take me for a prize- fighter? |
3488 | help me up, will you? |
4003 | ( In a lower tone, humane and urgent) Lavinia: do Christians know how to love? |
4003 | ( Screaming) Are you going to get out of my way and let me go home? |
4003 | ( Starting) Who spoke that blasphemy? |
4003 | ( To the Editor) What are you dreaming of, man? |
4003 | ( To the Gladiators) You are ordered to become Christians, you there: do you hear? |
4003 | ( standing at attention and saluting) Sir? |
4003 | ANDROCLES( extracting himself from beneath her and slapping her hands in great anxiety) What is it, my precious, my pet? |
4003 | ANDROCLES( quaking, but keeping between the lion and Megaera) Do n''t you come near my wife, do you hear? |
4003 | ANDROCLES( whispering) Did you see? |
4003 | Ai n''t you, old chap? |
4003 | And what am I to say when I am accused of sending a naked man in to fight my men in armor? |
4003 | Androcles, Androcles: what''s the matter? |
4003 | Are n''t you happy with me? |
4003 | Are you all ready there? |
4003 | Are you then going to die for nothing? |
4003 | Are your feet turning towards a better path? |
4003 | But do n''t they ever just only pretend to kill one another? |
4003 | But for what? |
4003 | But if you are going to give up our faith, brother, why not do it without hurting anybody? |
4003 | But when before has one naked man slain six armed men of the bravest and best? |
4003 | Ca n''t you stop talking about it? |
4003 | Can they not kill him without dishonoring him? |
4003 | Can you test your sword except by staking your life on it? |
4003 | Can you understand that? |
4003 | Captain: how CAN you? |
4003 | Captain: is this man who is to join us the famous Ferrovius, who has made such wonderful conversions in the northern cities? |
4003 | Christians? |
4003 | Could n''t you have saved him brother? |
4003 | Did anyone ever hear the like of this? |
4003 | Did um get an awful thorn into um''s tootsums wootsums? |
4003 | Did you hear of the dreadful thing that happened here while we were waiting? |
4003 | Do n''t touch me, do you hear? |
4003 | Do you not know, woman, that the Emperor can do no wrong and therefore can not be forgiven? |
4003 | Do you suppose we would kill a man worth perhaps fifty talents to please the riffraff? |
4003 | Do you think I am only running away from the terrors of life into the comfort of heaven? |
4003 | Do you turn the other cheek when they kiss you, fascinating Christian? |
4003 | Do you turn the other cheek when they kiss you? |
4003 | Do you want your son to be a coward? |
4003 | Does the Emperor ever interfere? |
4003 | FERROVIUS( clenching his fist) Do animals go to heaven or not? |
4003 | FERROVIUS( greatly pleased) My son: have I softened your heart? |
4003 | FERROVIUS( holding him in a grip of iron) What''s this, brother? |
4003 | FERROVIUS( implacable) Do they or do they not? |
4003 | FERROVIUS( turning on him fiercely) What''s that you say? |
4003 | From the skies? |
4003 | Handsome Captain: would you marry me if I hauled down the flag in the day of battle and burnt the incense? |
4003 | Has it made um too sick to eat a nice little Christian man for um''s breakfast? |
4003 | Has the good seed fallen in a fruitful place? |
4003 | Have you come to see me die? |
4003 | How about the Pretorian Guard now? |
4003 | How are they to respect and obey patricians if they see them behaving like street boys? |
4003 | How can I feel sure that I am a Christian? |
4003 | How can you turn the other cheek, if you are not first struck on the one cheek? |
4003 | How if that faith should overwhelm me? |
4003 | How is any woman to keep her house clean when you bring in every stray cat and lost cur and lame duck in the whole countryside? |
4003 | How many dead? |
4003 | How much will you remember of all that when you smell the beast''s breath and see his jaws opening to tear out your throat? |
4003 | If we''re martyred we shall go to heaven, sha n''t we, whether we pray or not? |
4003 | In what, darling? |
4003 | Is he safe, do you think? |
4003 | Is it fair to them to call the like of him a dog or a snake or a goat? |
4003 | Is it my fault that I''m married to you? |
4003 | Is it part of your duty to laugh at us? |
4003 | Is n''t it bad enough for us without that? |
4003 | Is that all? |
4003 | Is that easy? |
4003 | Is that the way to listen to an officer? |
4003 | Is this one of the turn- the- other- cheek gentlemen, Centurion? |
4003 | Is this the way for martyrs to behave? |
4003 | LAVINIA( contemptuously) Does THAT comfort you? |
4003 | LAVINIA( starting) What? |
4003 | LAVINIA( startled: she had forgotten his presence) Are you there, handsome Captain? |
4003 | LAVINIA( to the Captain) What has happened, do you think? |
4003 | Let go the Emperor''s robe at once, sir: where''s your manners? |
4003 | Listen, Captain: did you ever try to catch a mouse in your hand? |
4003 | May I come and argue with you occasionally? |
4003 | Must they die? |
4003 | Not even from death? |
4003 | Not to save your life? |
4003 | Oh, did the nasty cruel little Christian man hurt the sore paw? |
4003 | Oh, do you think that I, a woman, would quarrel with you for sacrificing to a woman god like Diana, if Diana meant to you what Christ means to me? |
4003 | Oh, will no one tell me where the altar is? |
4003 | SECUTOR( indignantly) Caesar: is it a dirty trick or is it not? |
4003 | See that big building over there? |
4003 | See? |
4003 | Shall I tell you a miracle-- yes, a miracle-- wrought by me in Cappadocia? |
4003 | THE EMPEROR( again bursting from his box, this time in an ecstasy of delight) Where is he? |
4003 | THE EMPEROR( enthusiastically, on the landing outside his box) What does it mean? |
4003 | That frightens you, does it? |
4003 | That is so, is n''t it, brother? |
4003 | That is still easier, is it not? |
4003 | That''s so, is n''t it, Ferrovius? |
4003 | The great terror? |
4003 | The honor of a tailor? |
4003 | The law will throw me to the lions tomorrow: what worse could it do were I to slay you? |
4003 | The lions? |
4003 | Then why do n''t you treat me properly and be a good husband to me? |
4003 | Then why kill me? |
4003 | Then you do n''t understand what that meant? |
4003 | Well, dear, do you want to see one? |
4003 | Well, is n''t that the same thing, only ten times worse? |
4003 | Well, need you excite yourself about it? |
4003 | Well, what miracles can you perform? |
4003 | Well? |
4003 | What CAN happen? |
4003 | What am I to do? |
4003 | What am I to say to the Emperor when he sees one of my lions coming into the arena half asleep? |
4003 | What call had he to walk down the throat of one of my lions before he was asked? |
4003 | What can I do, my dear? |
4003 | What do you say, Lavinia? |
4003 | What do you take me for? |
4003 | What does his name matter? |
4003 | What does it matter? |
4003 | What does that matter? |
4003 | What does that mean? |
4003 | What have you done, Ferrovius? |
4003 | What is God? |
4003 | What is nobler than pride? |
4003 | What is that? |
4003 | What matters a broken jaw? |
4003 | What will they do to us, Captain? |
4003 | What''s that? |
4003 | What''s the good of praying? |
4003 | What''s the good of stopping every two miles and saying you wo n''t go another step? |
4003 | What''s the matter? |
4003 | What''s up now? |
4003 | Where''s the Emperor? |
4003 | Where''s the altar? |
4003 | Where''s your behavior? |
4003 | Which faith? |
4003 | Which is Ferrovius? |
4003 | Which is the Greek sorcerer? |
4003 | Who are the baskets for? |
4003 | Who cares what you think? |
4003 | Who let that Christian out of here down to the dens when we were changing the lion into the cage next the arena? |
4003 | Why ca n''t they all be thrown to the lions? |
4003 | Why not that little Greek chap? |
4003 | Why should n''t you pretend to die, and get dragged out as if you were dead; and then get up and go home, like an actor? |
4003 | Why will you not choose rather a kindly love and an honorable alliance? |
4003 | Will they really kill one another? |
4003 | Will you too be prudent? |
4003 | You ai n''t the Emperor, are you? |
4003 | You tell me, do you? |
4003 | You understand your instructions? |
4003 | You''ve had a gay time, have n''t you? |
38759 | Who are these? |
38759 | (_ A man crosses the stage._) Here, you-- Mister----Pray are you the person who was sent with the chandelier? |
38759 | (_ Going up to him_) Pray who are you, sir? |
38759 | (_ In a threatening accent._) Do n''t you think you have behaved very well this morning? |
38759 | (_ Starting._) Lost all your fortune? |
38759 | (_ in a violent passion_) What am I to do with myself, sir, till it is time to go out for the evening? |
38759 | ----Did you call, sir? |
38759 | A favour of me? |
38759 | A sister is it? |
38759 | And are you afraid of being stolen yourself? |
38759 | And are you, one of these friends? |
38759 | And as for you, ye Fair, how blooms the Cheek, How sweet the Temper which those eyes bespeak? |
38759 | And do not you think I should behave very well, if I was to discharge you my service? |
38759 | And if I did, you would despise and desert me? |
38759 | And if they did, do you think it would spoil their dancing? |
38759 | And pray what may that be, sir? |
38759 | And suppose I should search, and find proofs? |
38759 | And surely you can not call that imprudence? |
38759 | And what will that be? |
38759 | And who else? |
38759 | And who is he? |
38759 | And who is he? |
38759 | And why has not this been done before? |
38759 | And why would you do this? |
38759 | And will you not venture to say yes, and no, to what I shall advance? |
38759 | Are they come? |
38759 | But are you resolved to have no pity? |
38759 | But first, sir,--permit me to ask a favour of you? |
38759 | But have not you a thousand times desired me, in any distress, to prove you? |
38759 | But how am I to obtain it? |
38759 | But suppose I was to have it put a little into repair? |
38759 | But what am I to do? |
38759 | Can I be raised in one moment, from the depths of misery to unbounded happiness? |
38759 | Can this be real? |
38759 | Can you be too timid to confess your obligation? |
38759 | Come, come, is not every thing ready? |
38759 | Company again to supper, Sir? |
38759 | Could you thus abuse and take advantage of the madness of my situation? |
38759 | Dear sir, what can you have said to the young man? |
38759 | Did not you call me your friend? |
38759 | Did we not all three weep with affection for each other? |
38759 | Did you call or no, sir? |
38759 | Did you ever hear of any body''s regarding a poor man''s resentment? |
38759 | Did you ever hear such impertinence? |
38759 | Did you think I was going to murder the girl? |
38759 | Do I lose a father such as you, to gain a brother such as he is? |
38759 | Do you hear with what contempt she treats us both? |
38759 | Do you suppose I think less frequently on my father and his dismal prison, because we are not always together? |
38759 | Do you then never mention the young lady without being affected? |
38759 | Do you think Bluntly, your servant, is an honest man? |
38759 | Dost think so Bluntly?--dost think the girl is worth a hundred pounds? |
38759 | Evans, what has brought you hither? |
38759 | For heaven sake, why am I locked in? |
38759 | Happy!--When was I happy last? |
38759 | Has any thing unexpected happened? |
38759 | Have not I a right to be cross? |
38759 | Have not you already sold all the furniture you brought hither? |
38759 | Have you any thing to lose? |
38759 | He, you mean, who by the desire of his father''s will, lately changed his name from Blandford? |
38759 | How do you do, Mrs. Evans? |
38759 | How so, sir?--What do you mean? |
38759 | How!--You are in pay by some of my creditors I suppose? |
38759 | How, sir, can I ever repay what I owe to you?--or how describe those emotions, which your goodness at this moment makes me feel? |
38759 | How? |
38759 | How? |
38759 | I feel quite charmed with misery.--Who belongs to her? |
38759 | I suppose you mean her virtue? |
38759 | If you do not instantly follow me and do all that I shall propose, your master is ruined.--Would you see him dragged to prison? |
38759 | In Blackman''s house? |
38759 | In what manner? |
38759 | In what way? |
38759 | Indeed? |
38759 | Is not the ball- room prepared yet? |
38759 | Is that the situation of your lodgers at present? |
38759 | Is there such a circumstance in his story? |
38759 | Is this the chamber? |
38759 | Is truth, immutable truth, to be corrupted and confounded by men of the law? |
38759 | Leave me, leave me to all the agonies of my misconduct.--Where is my fortune? |
38759 | Lost all you are worth? |
38759 | Lucre, my dear Lucre, are not you amazed at what you see? |
38759 | May I speak now, sir? |
38759 | Mr. Blackman, Please to let this gentleman speak for himself.--What is it you mean, pray sir, by the old disorder? |
38759 | My brother!--Has he received money from you? |
38759 | My daughter''s gratitude overflows in tears.--But why, my child, do you keep apart from us? |
38759 | No, it is to supper-- and what am I to do with myself till that time? |
38759 | No, no, no-- I do not desire to see him, if his sister is not there.--Zounds you scoundrel what did you call him in for? |
38759 | Not want?--Nor does my father? |
38759 | Now we are on that subject-- could you lend me a hundred pounds? |
38759 | Pray sir, what disorder took the young lady, on whose account you have been brought hither, out of the world? |
38759 | Ruined, sir? |
38759 | Sir George Splendorville-- I suppose you have heard of him? |
38759 | Sir George, will you suffer this? |
38759 | Sir? |
38759 | Tell me, but what you intend to say? |
38759 | The meaning of it, as I comprehend, is, for the rich to give to the poor.--Have you any thing to ask of me in which I can serve you? |
38759 | Then why do Comic Writers live on Theft, When such Ragouts and Dainties still are left? |
38759 | Then why will they force so many unnecessary things, and make so many extravagant charges as to put all power of payment out of the question? |
38759 | Then, to quiet your fears, I will take him along with us; and you will depend on what he shall say, I make no doubt? |
38759 | Tradesmen all wish to be paid for their ware, do n''t they? |
38759 | We''ll drop the subject.--And in regard to this room, sir, it does not suit, you say? |
38759 | Well, Mr. Blackman, what is this grand secret? |
38759 | Well, have you granted her request? |
38759 | What a time have you made me wait!--And in the name of wonder, why do you lock your door? |
38759 | What do you call it then? |
38759 | What do you mean? |
38759 | What have you to say? |
38759 | What have you to say? |
38759 | What have you to say? |
38759 | What is it o''clock?--It was impossible to stay at the stupid opera.--How do I look? |
38759 | What is the matter, Sir George, you look discomposed? |
38759 | What is your objection to it, sir? |
38759 | What makes you sigh, Mr. Bluntly? |
38759 | What makes you smile? |
38759 | What names did I call you? |
38759 | What then did you suspect? |
38759 | What would you ask of me? |
38759 | What''s o''clock? |
38759 | What''s that all? |
38759 | What, before the ball begins? |
38759 | Where are you going? |
38759 | Who are these? |
38759 | Who do you say wants to speak with me? |
38759 | Who''s there? |
38759 | Who, I, sir? |
38759 | Why did you break in upon me just now? |
38759 | Why do you ask with such emotion? |
38759 | Why do you cast your eyes with such impatience on that door? |
38759 | Why then I suppose I have lost great part of what I am worth? |
38759 | Why was I waked so early? |
38759 | Why, I do flatter myself it is.--But where is he? |
38759 | Why, you blockhead, does not your master call himself my friend? |
38759 | Why? |
38759 | Will you do me the favour to step for a moment into this room? |
38759 | Will you permit me, Mr. Bluntly, to stand in one corner, and have a peep at them? |
38759 | Would a small sum release him from confinement? |
38759 | Yes, sir, you-- Who wants me? |
38759 | You are an apothecary, I think, sir? |
38759 | You are not afraid of ghosts, are you? |
38759 | You have a brother, have not you? |
38759 | You have lost a great deal of money, I suppose? |
38759 | You have named a person who for these three years past, I have in vain endeavoured to find.--But did you say she was in poverty? |
38759 | You know, I suppose, the perilous situation of your master? |
38759 | You seem to doubt me once more, sir? |
38759 | You were giving me an account, Bluntly, of that beautiful girl I saw enter at Blackman''s? |
38759 | You will not pretend to say, that love, was the cause of her death? |
38759 | You, who are to become his wife? |
38759 | You? |
38759 | [_ Following him._ Sir, I would speak a single word to you, if you will be so good as to hear me? |
38759 | [_ Goes to the door._ Is it you, Mr. Blackman? |
38759 | [_ Going to the door._ Who''s there? |
38759 | [_ In extreme anger._ What do you mean by that? |
38759 | [_ Waking from a sleep._ What is all that? |
38759 | and was not that happiness? |
38759 | banish us from a prison? |
38759 | do you imagine that your power is less when separated from me? |
38759 | good fellow!--and you would, I dare say, do any thing to rescue him from the misery with which he is surrounded? |
38759 | well, let me see your father and your brother-- your sister I mean-- did not you say?--you said a sister, did not you? |
38759 | whither are you going? |
38759 | who can want me in such haste? |
19094 | Say, could somebody see to one of these trunks? 19094 A child? 19094 A shock? 19094 And I suppose, to the medical mind, seeing fairies means much the same as seeing snakes? 19094 And may I ask you, Professor Hocus Pocus, or whatever your name is, whom you are calling a schoolboy? 19094 And what a mass of harm may have come of not believing in Apollo? 19094 And what harm came of believing in Apollo? 19094 And what have I stolen? 19094 And what have I to do with that? 19094 And what is that? 19094 And what is that? 19094 And what is that? 19094 And what is the cruellest crime? 19094 And what''s that? 19094 And what_ are_ we to do with Morris? 19094 And why should n''t you tell me? 19094 And why? 19094 And you''ll say with me that the great business for a King is remembering people? 19094 Are there any developments? 19094 Are you interested in modern progress? 19094 Art for the people, eh? 19094 Believe in fairies? 19094 But do n''t you think there may be floating and spiritual stars which will last longer than the red lamps? 19094 But what are all those cries and gasps I hear? 19094 But what the devil are you for, if you do n''t believe in a miracle? 19094 But you come in the shape and size of a man? 19094 By the way, let me have a look at those goldfish of yours, will you? 19094 By the way, what is a Conjurer''s dinner? 19094 Ca n''t you believe in devils? 19094 Can I be of any use? 19094 Can I speak to the Doctor? 19094 Can I take your explanation to him now? 19094 Conjuring? 19094 Did they say so? 19094 Do n''t you have a newspaper or something? 19094 Do n''t you know the kind of man who, when you talk to him about the five best breeds of dog, always ends up by buying a mongrel? 19094 Do n''t you see? 19094 Do you believe it? 19094 Do you blame him very much if he, too, tried to have a holiday in fairyland? 19094 Do you call that a toy? 19094 Do you mean a toy? 19094 Do you really find that very unpardonable? 19094 Do you really mean I may say anything I like? 19094 Do you reckon that will take us in? 19094 Do you say you can make stones disappear? 19094 Do you want me to fight? 19094 Do you wish you had never been a conjurer? 19094 Does it never strike you that doubt can be a madness, as well be faith? 19094 Does it remind you of the French Revolution? 19094 Does my sister commonly select such evenings to take the air-- and the damp? 19094 Forgive me, but may I detain you for one moment? 19094 Got a lantern, Duke? 19094 Have I committed a worse crime than thieving? 19094 Have n''t you got a Cause or something? 19094 Have you told the Duke? 19094 He? 19094 How can the Church have a right to make men fast if she does not allow them to feast? 19094 How do you cook rabbits? 19094 How do you feel? 19094 How do you know he''s a wizard? 19094 How do you mean? 19094 How does the Conjurer sheath a sword? 19094 How''s that for Agnosticism, Dr. Grimthorpe? 19094 However damnable it is? 19094 However dark it is? 19094 However dreadful it is? 19094 I thought you yourself considered the family superstition bad for the health? 19094 If you may hide truth from the world, why may not I? 19094 If yours is a professional secret, is not mine a professional secret too? 19094 Indeed? 19094 Is she very anxious? 19094 Is the Doctor with him now? 19094 Is the Duke ill? 19094 Is there anything else? 19094 Is there no such thing as irreligious mania? 19094 Is there no such thing in the house at this moment? 19094 Killed a policeman? 19094 May I bring you back for a moment to the argument? 19094 May I say a word? 19094 May I speak to the Conjurer? 19094 Must move with the times, eh? 19094 Oh, then do you believe in fairies? 19094 Or a four- leaved clover, say? 19094 Room horrible? 19094 Shall I carry them for your Grace? 19094 Shall I fetch the Duke? 19094 Shall I take the programmes for your Grace? 19094 She is not singing those songs to him, is she? 19094 So drinking decently is a conjuring trick that you can do, anyhow? 19094 Suppose he said the bosh he was talking was the language of the elves? 19094 Suppose he said the silly circles he was drawing for practice were really magic circles? 19094 Suppose you had a son in such a position, would you not expect people to tell you the whole truth if it could help you? 19094 That asking questions may be a disease, as well as proclaiming doctrines? 19094 That is so, Professor? 19094 The answer to what? 19094 The question is, what kind? 19094 The-- er-- Daily Sword- Swallower or that sort of thing? 19094 Tricks of the trade, eh? 19094 Upon which has the curse fallen? 19094 Was that what first made you think he was a wizard? 19094 We had some good conversations, did n''t we? 19094 We old buffers wo n''t be too strict with you if your view of things sometimes gets a bit-- mixed up, shall we say? 19094 Well, Professor, what''s the news in the conjuring world? 19094 Well, and the journalist? 19094 Well, as old Buffle used to say, what is a man? 19094 Well-- what else is there to drink? 19094 Well? 19094 Well? 19094 Well? 19094 Well?... 19094 Were n''t there as many who believed passionately in Apollo? 19094 What am I saying? 19094 What are you saying? 19094 What are you? 19094 What did they do? 19094 What difference? 19094 What do you mean? 19094 What do you mean? 19094 What do you mean? 19094 What do you mean? 19094 What do you mean? 19094 What do you want? 19094 What does he look like? 19094 What does he talk about? 19094 What does it all mean? 19094 What does your coat mean, if it does n''t mean that there is such a thing as the supernatural? 19094 What does your cursed collar mean if it does n''t mean that there is such a thing as a spirit? 19094 What is the definition of a child? 19094 What old apparatus do you want so much? 19094 What shall we do? 19094 What shock? 19094 What was your explanation, by the way? 19094 What''s his name? 19094 What''s that? 19094 What''s the matter? 19094 What''s what, eh? 19094 What''s what? 19094 Where are you going? 19094 Where is my brother? 19094 Which one is that? 19094 Who am I? 19094 Who are you? 19094 Who? 19094 Whose voice is that? 19094 Why are nice men such asses? 19094 Why ca n''t you leave the universe alone and let it mean what it likes? 19094 Why did you give it up? 19094 Why is that? 19094 Why not? 19094 Why not? 19094 Why not? 19094 Why should n''t the thunder be Jupiter? 19094 Why, really-- are you the...? 19094 Why, what does she do? 19094 You believed quite simply that I was a magician? 19094 You do n''t drink wine yourself? 19094 You do n''t think she''ll keep him awake all night with fairy tales? 19094 You do n''t think she''ll throw the medicine- bottle out of window and administer-- er-- a dewdrop, or anything of that sort? 19094 You know the Duke has two wards who are to live with him now? 19094 You mean that it''s really quite simple? 19094 You would really be willing to pay a sum like this to know the way I did that trick? 19094 [_ Abruptly._] And how''s Patricia? 19094 [_ Abruptly._] Why did you wear that cloak with the hood up? 19094 [_ After a silence, very suddenly._] What is that noise? 19094 [_ After a silence._] Where is Mr. Morris Carleon? 19094 [_ Almost nervously._] Why, what do you mean? 19094 [_ Angrily._] Well, what am I? 19094 [_ Astonished and angry._] Do you really mean that you take the cheque and then tell us it was only magic? 19094 [_ Becoming nasal again in anger._] That''s so, eh? 19094 [_ Breaking the silence in unusual exasperation._] Any what? 19094 [_ Dreamily._] Where shall wisdom be found, and what is the place of understanding? 19094 [_ Exasperated._] Why the devil do you dress up like that if you do n''t believe in it? 19094 [_ Genially._] And whereabouts is that? 19094 [_ Hastening forward._] You want the Doctor? 19094 [_ Humorously, as he puts in his head at the window._] See here, does a Duke live here? 19094 [_ In a lower voice._] What would you suppose? 19094 [_ Jumping up and bustling about, altering cards, papers, etc., on tables._] Room horrible? 19094 [_ Looking at him steadily._] Do you mean he is going mad? 19094 [_ Looking at him._] Do you believe in your own religion? 19094 [_ More and more thoughtful._] You would pay much more....[_ Suddenly._] But suppose I tell you the secret and you find there''s nothing in it? 19094 [_ More good- humouredly._] Well, what is a model public- house? 19094 [_ Pacing the room again._] Could it be done with mirrors? 19094 [_ Quietly._] I suppose you mean you knew something odd about the family? 19094 [_ Restrainedly._] Shall I take the programmes, your Grace? 19094 [_ Rising rather shakily._] And what are you going to do? 19094 [_ Rising, rigid with horror._] How I did that trick? 19094 [_ Sceptically._] Do you know the language of the elves? 19094 [_ Sharply._] Has it any inhabitants? 19094 [_ Smiling faintly._] And what did this friend of yours do? 19094 [_ Smiling._] Well, then, where''s Patricia? 19094 [_ Smiling._] Why? 19094 [_ Staring._] All what? 19094 [_ Starting._] Indeed? 19094 [_ Still dashing cards about the table._] Miss Carleon, might I speak to you a moment? 19094 [_ Still looking at him._] And do n''t you think you ask me a rather unfair question, Dr. Grimthorpe? 19094 [_ Swinging round suddenly on the table._] But do you blame a man very much, Miss Carleon, if he enjoyed the only fairy tale he had had in his life? 19094 [_ Turns to_ HASTINGS,_ who has gone over to a table with the papers._] You know Mr. Carleon is coming this afternoon? 19094 [_ With a sneer._] Will you disappear now? 19094 [_ With a sort of fury._] Well, does anybody believe it? 19094 [_ With amazement._] The_ conjurer_? 19094 [_ With violence._] Or perhaps you do n''t believe in devils? 19094 _ Enter_ PATRICIA CARLEON[_ Still agitated._] Patricia, where have you been? 19094 _ Was_ Joan of Arc a Vegetarian? 32419 ''Sdeath, are you not a----_ Ang._ What, sir? 32419 ''Slife, madam, can my eyes, my piercing jealous eyes, be so deluded? 32419 ''Slife, man, if ladies were to be gained by sword and pistol only, what the devil should all we beaux do? 32419 ----And I warrant you he made you jealous? 32419 Affront a gentleman of his quality in my house? 32419 And what can you do, Mr. Dicky? 32419 And when, and where, and how? 32419 Another cousin, I warrant ye!--Harkye, sir, can you lend me ten or a dozen guineas instantly? 32419 Are all madmen beaux? 32419 Are you a gentleman? 32419 Are you mad, sir? 32419 Are you my brother? 32419 Ay, she has the softest, whitest hand that ever was made of flesh and blood; her lips so balmy sweet----_ Colonel S._ But her name, sir? 32419 Broke? 32419 But pray, colonel, I had forgot to ask you, what''s the quarrel? 32419 But what said Sir Harry? 32419 But where''s my clothes? 32419 But, pray, madam, be pleased to consider, what is this same virtue that you make such a mighty noise about-- Can your virtue keep you a coach and six? 32419 Can nothing move your gall, Sir Harry? 32419 Come, gentlemen, we''ll dispute this point some other time.--Madam, shall I beg you to entertain the company in the next room for a moment? 32419 D''ye know who we are, sir? 32419 Deuce take your curiosity, sir!--What d''ye mean? 32419 Did I not see him? 32419 Did not he go a volunteer some three or four years ago? 32419 Do hypocrites dissemble? 32419 Do n''t you love singing- birds, madam? 32419 Does fire ascend? 32419 Dost think bravery and gaiety are inconsistent? 32419 Has he told you? 32419 Hold-- Do you know, scoundrels, that I have been drinking victorious Burgundy? 32419 How came you by these clothes, sir? 32419 How shall I salute them, brother? 32419 I hope you do n''t design to fight? 32419 I must commit murder, or commit matrimony; which is the best now? 32419 I must fly immediately.----When shall I see you, madam? 32419 I shall have a son within these nine months, born with a leading staff in his hand.----Sir, you are----_ Colonel S._ What, sir? 32419 I the civilest rival in the world? 32419 I thought thy hypocrisy had been wedded to a pulpit- cushion long ago.--Sir, if I mistake not your face, your name is Standard? 32419 Madam----my life, my happiness, where are you, madam? 32419 Mr. Alderman, your servant; have you brought me any money, sir? 32419 No, no; your virtuous women walk on foot.--Can your virtue stake for you at picquet? 32419 Oh, madam, this favour is beyond my expectation-- to come uninvited to dance at my wedding.----What d''ye gaze at, madam? 32419 Oh, sir, are you come? 32419 Pr''ythee, Vizard, can not you recommend a friend to a pretty mistress by the bye, till I can find my own? 32419 Pray, madam, by what means were you made acquainted with his designs? 32419 Seen him? 32419 Sir Harry, have I caught you? 32419 Speak seriously, am I beholden to chance or design for this ring? 32419 Speak, sir, have you killed him? 32419 Speak, what are you, sir? 32419 Then what business has a woman with virtue? 32419 Thou art the most welcome-- son of a whore; where''s my clothes? 32419 To let me know you, only to know you false? 32419 Upon what score? 32419 Usurers love gold, or great men flattery? 32419 Very well; and what''s your name, sir? 32419 Vizard!--then I''m abused in earnest-- Would Sir Harry, by his instigation, fix a base affront upon me? 32419 Was ever man so catechized? 32419 Was not that right, Dicky? 32419 Well, and what success? 32419 Well, sir, how did you change clothes? 32419 What Sir Harry? 32419 What beau gave the noblest ball at Bath, or had the gayest equipage in town? 32419 What is the cause? 32419 What is the life of man, and soul of pleasure? 32419 What lord has lately broke his fortune at the clubs, or his heart at Newmarket, for the loss of a race? 32419 What shall I do? 32419 What shall I do? 32419 What shall I draw? 32419 What the devil''s here? 32419 What then, sir? 32419 What wife has been lately suing in Doctor''s- Commons for alimony: or what daughter run away with her father''s valet? 32419 What will become of you? 32419 What''s that? 32419 What''s that? 32419 When do you take your journey? 32419 When will you find a poet in our age make a woman so chaste? 32419 Whence came you, and whither go you? 32419 Whence flows all earthly joy? 32419 Where have you been? 32419 Where have you left your sanctity, Mr. Vizard? 32419 Where shall I run? 32419 Who can this be? 32419 Who d''ye think lives at this same Jubilee? 32419 Why did you leave France so soon? 32419 Why, are there many in this town? 32419 Why, for that, sir; what the devil should it be, sir? 32419 Would you have me to speak to a lady at the first sight? 32419 You will go to the Jubilee, will you? 32419 You''ll go to law, will ye? 32419 Zoons, ha''n''t I got the estate, sir? 32419 [_ Aside._] But had not you the wit to know his name all this while? 32419 [_ Aside._] But would not you, Sir Harry, fight for this woman you so much admire? 32419 [_ Aside._] Well, sir, and what of him? 32419 [_ Aside._]--Upon my word, Mr. Alderman, you make me blush,--what d''ye mean, pray? 32419 [_ Aside.__ Lady L._ Shall I be free with you, Sir Harry? 32419 [_ Aside.__ Sir H._ Do you know her, gentlemen? 32419 [_ Exit.__ Sir H._ Pr''ythee, dost know him? 32419 [_ Exit.__ Vizard._ The colonel my rival too!----How shall I manage? 32419 [_ Gives him the Packet.__ Sir H._ What is''t, the muster- roll of your regiment, colonel? 32419 [_ Kisses her Hand.__ Ang._ Hold, sir: one question, Sir Harry, and pray answer plainly-- D''ye love me? 32419 [_ Kisses her.__ Parly._ Pshaw, who has hired me best? 32419 [_ Weeping.__ Colonel S._ Now, where are all my firm resolves? 32419 _ Ang._ And what then, sir? 32419 _ Ang._ Nay, then----who waits there? 32419 _ Ang._ What d''ye mean, sir? 32419 _ Ang._ Yes, sir, what cause, what motives could induce you thus to debase yourself below your rank? 32419 _ Colonel S._ And what answer? 32419 _ Colonel S._ Are you sure of that? 32419 _ Colonel S._ Ay, and he told me-- but I do n''t believe a syllable on''t----_ Lady L._ What did he tell you? 32419 _ Colonel S._ D''ye know Sir Harry Wildair? 32419 _ Colonel S._ Have you given Sir Harry the note, fellow? 32419 _ Colonel S._ Her name, pray, Sir Harry? 32419 _ Colonel S._ How, sir? 32419 _ Colonel S._ I bring him word where she lodged? 32419 _ Colonel S._ I have ne''er a servant here; what shall I do? 32419 _ Colonel S._ Is your name Tom Errand? 32419 _ Colonel S._ The letter, blockhead, which I sent by you to Sir Harry Wildair; have you seen him? 32419 _ Colonel S._ What impossibilities? 32419 _ Colonel S._ What was''t, villain? 32419 _ Colonel S._ What, d''ye banter, rascal? 32419 _ Colonel S._ What, wear the livery of my king, and pocket an affront? 32419 _ Colonel S._ Who was she, pray? 32419 _ Colonel S._ Why are you so curious, madam? 32419 _ Colonel S._ Why so? 32419 _ Colonel S._ You are always pleasant, Sir Harry; but this transcends yourself: whence proceeds it? 32419 _ Dicky._ Ay,''faith, sir; but why do n''t you speak to her? 32419 _ Dicky._ But are you sure that he''s dead in law? 32419 _ Dicky._ What errand? 32419 _ Lady D._ And do you laugh, wretch? 32419 _ Lady D._ Bless me, cousin, what d''ye mean? 32419 _ Lady D._ How does my cousin, sir? 32419 _ Lady D._ How, sir? 32419 _ Lady D._ Well, Sir Harry, and how d''ye like my daughter, pray? 32419 _ Lady D._ What''s the matter, cousin? 32419 _ Lady D._ Your business, pray, sir? 32419 _ Lady L._ And were not you about that time entertained two nights at the house of Sir Oliver Manly, in Oxfordshire? 32419 _ Lady L._ And where my Count La Valier? 32419 _ Lady L._ Answer me first: did not you receive this ring about twelve years ago? 32419 _ Lady L._ Because----_ Colonel S._ What? 32419 _ Lady L._ But, Sir Harry, what tempest drives you here at this hour? 32419 _ Lady L._ Ca n''t you think of any thing, sir? 32419 _ Lady L._ Come, come, sir; these evasions wo n''t serve your turn: I must have money, sir-- I hope you do n''t design to cheat me? 32419 _ Lady L._ Has my servant brought me the money from my merchant? 32419 _ Lady L._ How d''ye mean? 32419 _ Lady L._ How has blind fortune stumbled on the right? 32419 _ Lady L._ I sent the porter down stairs with them: did not you meet him? 32419 _ Lady L._ Oh, Mr. Alderman, shall I beg you to walk into the next room? 32419 _ Lady L._ Pray, sir, tell me; pray, sir; I entreat you; why are you so obstinate? 32419 _ Lady L._ Sir Harry, you wo n''t raise a disturbance in my house? 32419 _ Lady L._ Then he has got woman''s clothes on? 32419 _ Lady L._ Thus most villains some time or other are punctual to their ruin; Are all things prepared for his reception? 32419 _ Lady L._ Was it maliciously designed to let me find my misery when past redress? 32419 _ Lady L._ What Sir Harry, Colonel? 32419 _ Lady L._ What disease did he die of? 32419 _ Lady L._ What do you want, sir? 32419 _ Lady L._ What, you wo n''t leave me so soon, my dear, will ye? 32419 _ Lady L._ Would you marry me, Sir Harry? 32419 _ Lady L._ You instrumental in the reformation?--How? 32419 _ Lady L.__ En cavalier_, my dear knight- errant-- Well, and how, and how: what intrigues, what gallantries are carrying on in the_ beau monde_? 32419 _ Lady L.__ Oh, monsieur, je vous suis fort obligée_----But, where''s the court now? 32419 _ Lure._ Are you sure that Vizard had my letter? 32419 _ Parly._ And how will your ladyship manage him? 32419 _ Parly._ Not know him? 32419 _ Parly._ What d''ye think of the colonel, madam? 32419 _ Parly._ What? 32419 _ Serv._ As you see, sir? 32419 _ Sir H._ And all the fops and fiddlers in Europe----But the use of your swimming girdle, pray sir? 32419 _ Sir H._ But, sir, what preparations have you made for your journey? 32419 _ Sir H._ Canst tell where she lodges? 32419 _ Sir H._ Canst thou not guess, my friend? 32419 _ Sir H._ Harkye, Mr. Jubilee, can you digest a brace of bullets? 32419 _ Sir H._ I''ll double the stakes-- But, gentlemen, now I think on''t, how shall we be resolved? 32419 _ Sir H._ I''ll wait upon him presently; d''ye know where he may be found? 32419 _ Sir H._ In mourning? 32419 _ Sir H._ Is your pistol charged, sir? 32419 _ Sir H._ Nay, madam, what do you mean? 32419 _ Sir H._ Now, why should I be angry that a woman is a woman? 32419 _ Sir H._ Pr''ythee, Dick, what makes the colonel so out of humour? 32419 _ Sir H._ Pr''ythee, good metaphorical colonel, what d''ye mean? 32419 _ Sir H._ Sir, he dares not show his face among such honourable company; for your gracious nephew is--_ Smug._ What, sir? 32419 _ Sir H._ Sir? 32419 _ Sir H._ Then her neck and----_ Vizard._ But her name, sir? 32419 _ Sir H._ Then her shape, colonel? 32419 _ Sir H._ Then how have you the impudence, rascals, to assault a gentleman with a couple of flasks of courage in his head? 32419 _ Sir H._ What is your trifling business of importance, pray, sweet sir? 32419 _ Sir H._ What makes him so gay? 32419 _ Sir H._ What, in this house? 32419 _ Sir H._ Whither are you bound, sir? 32419 _ Sir H._ Whither should I follow her? 32419 _ Sir H._ Who thought to find you out of the Rubric so long? 32419 _ Sir H._ Who, old Smuggler? 32419 _ Sir H._ Why that question, sir? 32419 _ Sir H._ Why these, sir? 32419 _ Sir H._ Will you believe your own eyes? 32419 _ Sir H._ Will you take my word? 32419 _ Smug._ Sir, I say that you are----_ Colonel S._ What, sir? 32419 _ Smug._ So, gentlemen and ladies, I''m glad to find you so merry; is my gracious nephew among ye? 32419 _ Smug._ Well, sir, but I suppose your dissimulation has some other motive besides pleasure? 32419 _ Smug._ What remedy, madam? 32419 _ Tom._ Did your honour call porter? 32419 _ Tom._ Who I, sir? 32419 _ Vizard._ And she''s cruel? 32419 _ Vizard._ But we heard that you designed to make the tour of Italy: what brought you back so soon? 32419 _ Vizard._ Her parents prevent your happiness? 32419 _ Vizard._ Then she has no fortune? 32419 _ Vizard._ Well met, Sir Harry-- what news from the island of love? 32419 _ Vizard._ What is it, pray, sir? 32419 _ Vizard._ What is it? 32419 _ Vizard._ What was it, pray? 32419 _ Vizard._ What, a challenge? 32419 _ Vizard._ What, have you given over all thoughts of Angelica? 32419 _ Vizard._ Where wouldst thou lead me, my dear auspicious little pilot? 32419 _ Vizard._ Why not? 32419 _ Vizard._ Why so? 32419 a couple of shillings, or a couple of kisses? 32419 an angel!--''Sdeath, what money have I got in my pocket? 32419 and did not you follow her? 32419 and was it beaten? 32419 but what street, what house? 32419 disbanded, Colonel? 32419 for what, sir? 32419 her quality? 32419 how came you by these clothes? 32419 how many pounds of pulvil must the fellow use in sweetening himself from the smell of hops and tobacco? 32419 is he come over? 32419 jun._ And must you go so soon, brother? 32419 jun._ But are you sure he was compos mentis when he was killed? 32419 jun._ Here''s your money, sir.--But are you sure you killed him dead? 32419 jun._ Speak, you rogue, what are you? 32419 jun._ Stay, stay, brother.----Where are you going? 32419 jun._ Then I suppose, brother, you travel through Muscovy, to learn fashions; do n''t you, brother? 32419 jun._ Who sent you? 32419 jun._ Who, pray? 32419 left Paris about a month before you? 32419 my clothes? 32419 my little cocket? 32419 one word; is there no other way to redress your wrongs, but by fighting? 32419 poor Sir Harry, what have thy angry stars designed? 32419 quit the pleasures of travel for a woman? 32419 say you? 32419 say''st thou, dear Vizard? 32419 sen._ Because people will imagine you have a spite at me.--But have you seen your cousin Angelica yet, and her mother, the Lady Darling? 32419 sen._ How natural''tis for a country booby to ask impertinent questions!--Harkye, sir; is not my father dead? 32419 sen._ Meet him? 32419 sen._ Must you so, rogue-- must ye? 32419 sen._ No matter for that, he''s dead; and am not I a young, powdered, extravagant English heir? 32419 sen._ Norway, sir? 32419 sen._ Oh, lord, what shall I say now? 32419 sen._ Pray, sir, are the roads deep between this and Paris? 32419 sen._ What the devil does he mean now? 32419 sen._ Why so, sirrah-- why so? 32419 somewhere in St. James''s say you? 32419 what is there in me that looks like a cully? 32419 what note? 32419 what then? 32419 what, making a fool of you? 32419 which way are you designed to travel? 32419 who the devil have we here? 32419 why so? 32419 you wo n''t leave us? 32419 your words, like meeting flints, have struck a light, to show me something strange----But tell me instantly, is not your real name Manly? 37012 A fine river, this same Severn-- Do you love fishing, madam? 37012 After what? 37012 And pray, what did you give the captain for these fine things? 37012 And so the captain taught you to take it with an air? 37012 Born where? 37012 But come, where''s this young fellow? 37012 But now I think on''t, how stands your affair with Mr. Worthy? 37012 But pray, sir, how does Mrs. Sylvia? 37012 But, Kite, what is that great country fellow with her? 37012 Did he tell you any thing surprising that was to come? 37012 Do you know any such person, madam? 37012 Do you know any thing of this matter, Worthy? 37012 Harkye, friend, how do you maintain your wife and five children? 37012 Has your father rose from the dead, and reassumed his estate? 37012 Have either of you received any of the king''s money? 37012 Here has been Cartwheel, your sweetheart; what will become of him? 37012 I am your servant, and so forth-- Your name, my dear? 37012 I can fetch down a woodcock or a snipe, and why not a hat and cockade? 37012 I find you are fairly entered into your recruiting strain-- Pray what success? 37012 I have been constant to fifteen at a time, but never melancholy for one: and can the love of one bring you into this condition? 37012 I have spent twenty times as much in the service-- But if this twenty thousand pounds should not be in specie----_ Plume._ What twenty thousand? 37012 I knew a famous doctor in London of your name-- Where were you born? 37012 I talk only of the air we breathe, or more properly of that we taste-- Have not you, Sylvia, found a vast difference in the taste of airs? 37012 If I find that you have imposed upon these two honest fellows, I''ll trample you to death, you dog-- Come, how was''t? 37012 It is bad both ways, I''ll try it again-- Follow my own inclinations, and break my father''s heart; or obey his commands, and break my own? 37012 Lookye, sir, will you stand by me? 37012 Mr. Constable, what have you to say against this man? 37012 Once more, if you please, my dear-- Her hand exactly-- Just now, you say? 37012 Pray, Mr. Balance, to you I speak; suppose I were your child, would you use me at this rate? 37012 Pray, captain, what have you done with our young gentleman soldier? 37012 Pray, what may this lace be worth a- yard? 37012 Pray, who is this wonderful Helen? 37012 Rouse, what have you said? 37012 Set up that black- faced fellow, he has a gunpowder look; what can you say against this man, constable? 37012 Sir, I am your most obedient-- I know your whole generation-- had not you an uncle that was governor of the Leeward Islands, some years ago? 37012 There is one Plume, that I hear much commended, in town; pray, which of you is Captain Plume? 37012 Tummas? 37012 Well, friend, but what did that gentleman with you? 37012 Well, honest Dungfork, do you know the difference between a horse and a cart, and a cart- horse, eh? 37012 What do you mean, friend? 37012 What hast got in thy hand, child? 37012 What say you, Mr. Kite? 37012 What shall we do? 37012 What''s here? 37012 Where did you get this lace, child? 37012 Which of you is to have my halberd? 37012 Who are these hearty lads? 37012 Who waits there? 37012 Will you belong to me or to that gentleman? 37012 Will you please to have your office taken from you? 37012 Will your worship please to taste my snuff? 37012 Would you believe it, sir? 37012 You remember your old friend Molly, at the Castle? 37012 [_ Aside.__ Cost._ Well, Tummas, must we part? 37012 [_ Aside.__ Wor._ Hast thou no more sense, fellow, than to believe that the captain can list women? 37012 [_ Exit.__ Bal._ Ay, ay, sir, you''re a man of business-- But what have we got here? 37012 [_ Gives Money._] Lucy, have you any questions to ask? 37012 [_ Gives him Money._] Now, your name? 37012 [_ Huzza._] But harkye, you Mr. Justice, and you Mr. Queen, did you ever see the king''s picture? 37012 [_ Looking at it._ What''s this written about? 37012 [_ Presents a Letter.__ Mel._ Who sent it? 37012 [_ Strikes him over the Head._]--Your name, pray, sir? 37012 [_ Tips him the wink, he returns it._] Pretty Mrs. Rose-- you have-- let me see-- how many? 37012 _ Bal._ And pray, sir, what brought you into Shropshire? 37012 _ Bal._ Are you married, good woman? 37012 _ Bal._ Are you sure of that, sir? 37012 _ Bal._ But how came you not to go along with your sister? 37012 _ Bal._ Did you know him? 37012 _ Bal._ Does he keep company with the common soldiers? 37012 _ Bal._ Have I ever denied you any thing you asked of me? 37012 _ Bal._ He lies with you, I presume? 37012 _ Bal._ Here you, serjeant, where''s your captain? 37012 _ Bal._ Hold thy prating, fool----Your appearance, sir, promises some understanding; pray, what does this fellow mean? 37012 _ Bal._ How old were you when your mother died? 37012 _ Bal._ I like him the better: I was just such another fellow at his age: But how goes your affair with Melinda? 37012 _ Bal._ Is that all? 37012 _ Bal._ Like enough; women are as subject to pride as men are; and why may n''t great women as well as great men forget their old acquaintance? 37012 _ Bal._ No; what made you bring him hither? 37012 _ Bal._ Perhaps, sir, you sha n''t repent your generosity----Will you please to write his discharge in my pocket- book? 37012 _ Bal._ Pray, sir, did the French attack us, or we them, at Landen? 37012 _ Bal._ The white, trimm''d with silver? 37012 _ Bal._ What are you, friend? 37012 _ Bal._ What think you, captain? 37012 _ Bal._ What, then you are married, child? 37012 _ Bal._ Who was the minister? 37012 _ Bal._ Who was witness? 37012 _ Bal._ Who, that bluff fellow in the sash? 37012 _ Bal._ Wo n''t you discharge him? 37012 _ Bal._ You ha''n''t told that circumstance to any body? 37012 _ Brazen._ Are you bewitched, my dear? 37012 _ Brazen._ Can you read and write, sir? 37012 _ Brazen._ Conundrum? 37012 _ Brazen._ Have you any pretensions, sir? 37012 _ Brazen._ Hold, hold; did not you refuse to fight for the lady? 37012 _ Brazen._ How dare you contend for any thing, and not dare to draw your sword? 37012 _ Brazen._ No, but I will presently-- Your name, my dear? 37012 _ Brazen._ No, no, I see a gentleman coming this way that may be inquisitive;''tis Worthy, do you know him? 37012 _ Brazen._ That is, sir, have you ever served abroad? 37012 _ Brazen._ Then what do we fight for? 37012 _ Brazen._ What are you, sir? 37012 _ Brazen._ What do ye mean, gentlemen? 37012 _ Brazen._ What, the Kentish Wilfuls, or those of Staffordshire? 37012 _ Brazen._ Who''s that, madam? 37012 _ Brazen._ Will you fight for the lady, sir? 37012 _ Brazen._ Your servant, my dear? 37012 _ Bul._ Ay, that I am-- Will your worship lend me your cane, and I''ll show you how I can exercise? 37012 _ Bul._ Ay, you soldiers see very strange things; but pray, sir, what is a rabelin? 37012 _ Bul._ If the captain should press Rouse, I should be ruined----Which way went she? 37012 _ Bul._ Nay, sister, why did not you keep that place for me? 37012 _ Bul._ Then your palisado, pray what may he be? 37012 _ Cost._ Are you sure there is no conjuration in it? 37012 _ Cost._ Is there no harm in''t? 37012 _ Cost._ My wife and I would do well to lie in''t, for we do n''t care for feeling one another----But do folk sleep sound in this same bed of honour? 37012 _ Cost._ Pray now, what may be that same bed of honour? 37012 _ Cost._ Pray, Serjeant, what writing is this upon the face of it? 37012 _ Cost._ Tis a fine thing to be a scollard.--Serjeant, will you part with this? 37012 _ Kite._ And what shall I do with the parson? 37012 _ Kite._ Done; you are a justice of peace, and you are a king, and I am a duke, and a rum duke, an''t I? 37012 _ Kite._ Hum? 37012 _ Kite._ Pray, who are those honourable gentlemen upon the bench? 37012 _ Kite._ Why, sir? 37012 _ Lucy._ An answer to this letter, I hope, madam? 37012 _ Lucy._ Are you mad? 37012 _ Lucy._ Pray, doctor, do you converse with the stars, or the devil? 37012 _ Lucy._ What''s the matter, madam? 37012 _ Lucy._ You are thoughtful, madam, am not I worthy to know the cause? 37012 _ Mel._ And have you raised the devil upon my account? 37012 _ Mel._ Did not you see the proud nothing, how she swelled upon the arrival of her fellow? 37012 _ Mel._ Do n''t fear, fool: do you think, sir, that because I''m a woman I''m to be fooled out of my reason, or frighted out of my senses? 37012 _ Mel._ For what? 37012 _ Mel._ Has any of them been bartering with you, Mrs. Pert, that you talk so like a trader? 37012 _ Mel._ How is that possible, doctor? 37012 _ Mel._ Pray, Mr. Balance, what''s become of my cousin Sylvia? 37012 _ Mel._ Ten o''clock, you say? 37012 _ Mel._ Then how should I send an answer? 37012 _ Mel._ Well, doctor, I''m convinced: and now, pray, what account can you give of my future fortune? 37012 _ Mel._ What do you mean, madam? 37012 _ Mel._ What do you say, madam? 37012 _ Mel._ What is he doing? 37012 _ Mel._ What means this insolence? 37012 _ Mel._ What sort of a man is he? 37012 _ Mel._ Who told you, pray, that I was concerned for his absence? 37012 _ Plume._ A full company-- you have named five-- come, make them half a dozen-- Kite, is the child a boy, or a girl? 37012 _ Plume._ And are you, Sylvia, in good earnest? 37012 _ Plume._ And do you give her to me in good earnest? 37012 _ Plume._ And pray, what is all this for? 37012 _ Plume._ And yours? 37012 _ Plume._ As how? 37012 _ Plume._ Ay, ay, we''ll all take care of her; she shall live like a princess, and her brother here shall be-- What would you be? 37012 _ Plume._ Ay, that is promised; but what think you of barrack- master? 37012 _ Plume._ But hold, have you made any use of your fortune- teller''s habit since you arrived? 37012 _ Plume._ But, sir, was that country gentleman your friend and benefactor? 37012 _ Plume._ Can he write? 37012 _ Plume._ Come, gentlemen, what''s the matter? 37012 _ Plume._ Do you know the gentleman? 37012 _ Plume._ Do you live in the country, sir? 37012 _ Plume._ Hast thou really a mind to the service? 37012 _ Plume._ Have you got your recruits, my dear? 37012 _ Plume._ How, sir? 37012 _ Plume._ How? 37012 _ Plume._ Keep him, by all means-- But how stands the country affected? 37012 _ Plume._ No; pray what did it cost? 37012 _ Plume._ Pray, Mr. Balance, how does your fair daughter? 37012 _ Plume._ She''s not with child, I hope? 37012 _ Plume._ She''s well rigged, but how is she manned? 37012 _ Plume._ Then you are mad, or turning quaker? 37012 _ Plume._ Then you are married, surely? 37012 _ Plume._ Then you wo n''t list with Captain Brazen? 37012 _ Plume._ Then''tis certainly Lucy''s contrivance to draw in Brazen for a husband-- But are you sure''tis not Melinda''s hand? 37012 _ Plume._ There''s a girl for you, Worthy!--Is there any thing of woman in this? 37012 _ Plume._ To how many? 37012 _ Plume._ We''ll dispose of him among the dragoons-- Have we never a poulterer among us? 37012 _ Plume._ Well, what success? 37012 _ Plume._ Were it not requisite to project first how to get it in? 37012 _ Plume._ What ails thee, man? 37012 _ Plume._ What letter? 37012 _ Plume._ What you please as to that-- Will you lodge at my quarters in the mean time? 37012 _ Plume._ What''s the matter, serjeant? 37012 _ Plume._ Who are those jolly lads, serjeant? 37012 _ Plume._ Who, in the name of wonder, could send them? 37012 _ Plume._ Who? 37012 _ Plume._ Will you list with me if I give up my title? 37012 _ Plume._''Tis ten thousand pities!--But who is she?--do I know her? 37012 _ Rose._ But will you be so kind to me, sir, as the captain would? 37012 _ Rose._ I expect sir!--I expect-- but he ordered me to tell nobody-- but suppose he should propose to marry me? 37012 _ Rose._ Pray, sir, what will you give me? 37012 _ Rose._ We''ll go fetch him-- Come, brother barrack- master-- We shall find you at home, noble captain? 37012 _ Rose._ What''s that to you, oaf? 37012 _ Rose._ Where have you been, you great booby? 37012 _ Rose._ Who calls? 37012 _ Rose._ Will you please to buy, sir? 37012 _ Scale._ Did not the contents of your warrant direct you what sort of men to take up? 37012 _ Scale._ Who married you, mistress? 37012 _ Scrup._ A wife and five children? 37012 _ Scrup._ But his wife and children, Mr. Balance? 37012 _ Scrup._ Well, friend, what have you to say for yourself? 37012 _ Syl._ Does this advice, sir, proceed from the contents of the letter you received just now? 37012 _ Syl._ I have often heard that soldiers were sincere; may I venture to believe public report? 37012 _ Syl._ Is it your wife, or daughter, booby? 37012 _ Syl._ Pray, cousin, are not vapours a sort of air? 37012 _ Syl._ So!----And pray what do you expect from this captain, child? 37012 _ Syl._ Suppose I were, would you be contented to list, friend? 37012 _ Syl._ Well, sir, and what then? 37012 _ Syl._ Why should you question it, sir? 37012 _ Wor._ And is she gone? 37012 _ Wor._ And pray what induced you to turn soldier? 37012 _ Wor._ Ay, but it wo n''t do-- Have you showed her her name, that I tore off from the bottom of the letter? 37012 _ Wor._ But do you intend to marry upon no other conditions? 37012 _ Wor._ But what could be the meaning of Brazen''s familiarity with her? 37012 _ Wor._ Do you know one Captain Plume, sir? 37012 _ Wor._ For whom? 37012 _ Wor._ Hold, Kite-- have you seen the other recruiting captain? 37012 _ Wor._ How came you so qualified? 37012 _ Wor._ I''ll make it the best compliment to you that ever I made in my life, if you do; but I must be a traveller, you say? 37012 _ Wor._ Oh, sir, have you thought of her? 37012 _ Wor._ Up or down the water? 37012 _ Wor._ What is''t? 37012 _ Wor._ What think you of Melinda? 37012 _ Wor._ What? 37012 _ Wor._ You a''n''t drunk? 37012 _ Wor._ You shall see; where''s the bit of paper I gave you just now that the devil wrote Melinda upon? 37012 _ Wor._''Tis plain, plain-- But how, where, when is she to meet Brazen? 37012 _ mort de ma vie!_ I beg the gentleman''s pardon-- who is he? 37012 are you a soldier? 37012 are you listed? 37012 did you ever hear of love letters dated with the year and day of the month? 37012 do n''t you see Mr. Worthy? 37012 do you know Captain Plume? 37012 do you know more than I? 37012 do you think billetdoux are like bank bills? 37012 for what reason? 37012 have you not seduced that young maid? 37012 her journey put off? 37012 here''s a posy, I believe.--Ca- ro- lus!--what''s that, serjeant? 37012 how far off does she live? 37012 how is''t? 37012 how''s that? 37012 is she as great a whore? 37012 is that your respect to the bench? 37012 may I crave your name? 37012 no gunpowder plot upon me? 37012 no inundations nor earthquakes, in Wales, I hope? 37012 not I: are you, Costar? 37012 not fight for her? 37012 not listed? 37012 or will you handsomely lay down your staff, as your betters have done before you? 37012 pray what are they? 37012 pray what have you or he to do with my name? 37012 sir, what d''ye mean by withdraw? 37012 so near the crisis of my fate? 37012 were the people pleased with the news of my coming to town? 37012 wert thou mad? 37012 what is my daughter to a marshal of France? 37012 where''s Rouse gone? 37012 where''s Rouse? 37012 where''s the man? 37012 who is he? 37012 who should prefer a man, but a woman? 37012 who should prefer me? 37012 why do n''t you follow, sir, and fight the bold ravisher? 37012 why should I, that knew her haughty spirit, be ruled by a man that''s a stranger to her pride? 37012 will you take care of the woman? 37012 will you take share of a pot? 37012 wo n''t the cap list me? 37012 you are a person of understanding, and barrack- master you shall be-- But what''s become of this same Cartwheel you told me of, my dear? 37012 you are serjeant Kite? 37012 you constable, you rogue, how durst you impress a man that has a wife and five children? 37012 you do n''t profess midwifery, doctor? 37012 you have something like a fishing- rod there, indeed; but I come to be acquainted with you, man-- What''s your name, my dear? 4766 Cosy"? |
4766 | ''Ow''s Cook? |
4766 | A what? |
4766 | And cleaning plate? |
4766 | And never a day out? |
4766 | And she smiled? |
4766 | And so you want her to come here? |
4766 | And the moral of that is--? |
4766 | And the young lady? |
4766 | And what did Cook--? |
4766 | And why? |
4766 | And you can do hair? |
4766 | And you do n''t know much? |
4766 | And''oo can tell''oo''s the father? |
4766 | Are n''t I to feed Faith, ma''am? |
4766 | Are n''t they nice to you? |
4766 | Are n''t you happy here? |
4766 | Are n''t you, any more? |
4766 | Are you going to do yours for us? |
4766 | Are you going to have them X- rayed? |
4766 | Are you going to turn him out? |
4766 | Are you his girl? |
4766 | Are you out of your senses? |
4766 | As the curtain rises she is saying in her soft and pleasant voice:"Well, what is the matter with us all, Johnny?" |
4766 | Badly? |
4766 | Beg pardon, Mr March; d''you mind me cleanin''the winders here? |
4766 | But did you ever know repentance change anybody, Cook? |
4766 | But do they ever? |
4766 | But do we keep them? |
4766 | But how could you? |
4766 | But my girl knows better; do n''t you? |
4766 | But the question is, Mr Bly, do-- er-- any of us ever really give satisfaction except to ourselves? |
4766 | But why do we keep them? |
4766 | But would you have in prison? |
4766 | Ca n''t you see she''s on the edge? |
4766 | Can you answer me that? |
4766 | Can you be ready by then? |
4766 | Can you begin at once? |
4766 | Can you eat preserved peaches? |
4766 | Can you-- er-- be firm on the telephone? |
4766 | Coming, Dad? |
4766 | Cook''s been in the family longer than I have-- haven''t you, Cook? |
4766 | Could n''t you learn your son instead? |
4766 | D''you find that the general impression? |
4766 | D''you know what they are? |
4766 | D''you think he did it on purpose? |
4766 | D''you want any more illustrations, Mary? |
4766 | Dad, have you noticed Johnny? |
4766 | Did he come the heavy father? |
4766 | Did he take the walnuts? |
4766 | Did n''t she? |
4766 | Did n''t you miss them in the war? |
4766 | Did they learn you anything? |
4766 | Did you ever come in there? |
4766 | Did you ever see a stalactite? |
4766 | Did you have adventures? |
4766 | Did you keep Sundays in there? |
4766 | Did you really? |
4766 | Did you ring, ma''am? |
4766 | Did your two Cooks tell you I''m here? |
4766 | Do n''t you remember the Bly case? |
4766 | Do n''t you think we might give her a chance, Cook? |
4766 | Do you approve of Johnny getting entangled with this girl? |
4766 | Do you dare--? |
4766 | Do you know Orleens Street? |
4766 | Do you read? |
4766 | Do you remember when the war broke out, how angry you were with me because I said we were fighting from a sense of self- preservation? |
4766 | Do you want him here? |
4766 | Do you want to be a different woman? |
4766 | Do you wish for the reason? |
4766 | For instance, why do n''t we make Mary and Mother work for us like Kafir women? |
4766 | Freedom and self- determination, and all that? |
4766 | From the police? |
4766 | Geof, can you eat preserved peaches? |
4766 | Has Cook given you your money? |
4766 | Have n''t you begun to see that your policy''s hopeless, Joan? |
4766 | Have you been in a prison, ever? |
4766 | Have you had dealings with them? |
4766 | Have you noticed Master Johnny? |
4766 | He spoke up for me? |
4766 | Hegel, or Haekel? |
4766 | How am I goin''to get over this? |
4766 | How are you going to put it to mother? |
4766 | How are you going to stop her? |
4766 | How did she turn out? |
4766 | How do you like it here? |
4766 | How long was it? |
4766 | How many days are you going to let him sit up there, Mother? |
4766 | How old was the baby, Mr Bly? |
4766 | How were the men? |
4766 | How would you like to be insulted in front of your girl? |
4766 | How? |
4766 | I do n''t seem-- What are its politics? |
4766 | I read your article, and I thought to meself after I''d finished: Which would I feel smallest-- if I was-- the Judge, the Jury, or the''Ome Secretary? |
4766 | I suppose we can go out the back way? |
4766 | I suppose you''ll be comin''''ome to fetch your things to- night? |
4766 | I wonder if Cook could do anything with him? |
4766 | I''ve got a fr--[ She checks herself] The streets are beautiful, are n''t they? |
4766 | If Mrs March is n''t about? |
4766 | Is civilisation built on chivalry or on self- interest? |
4766 | Is it up or down to get so soft that you ca n''t take care of yourself? |
4766 | Is n''t that rather coercive, Joan? |
4766 | Is there anything special, Dad? |
4766 | Is this the Millennium, Cook? |
4766 | It''d be too long for the papers, would n''t it? |
4766 | Joan, what''s happened to you? |
4766 | Johnny, how can you? |
4766 | Johnny, what is the use of wrapping the thing up in catchwords? |
4766 | Johnny, will you be in to lunch? |
4766 | Johnny? |
4766 | Let''s see, Mary, what else is there? |
4766 | More body than mind? |
4766 | Mother would say:"Has she had experience?" |
4766 | Mother, she can stay, ca n''t she? |
4766 | Mr Bly? |
4766 | Nothing''s big enough; nothing''s worth while enough-- is it? |
4766 | Or was he one of the joking ones? |
4766 | Read any of my novels? |
4766 | Reprieve? |
4766 | Saving this girl, to save yourself? |
4766 | Shall I be disturbing you if I do the winders here? |
4766 | Shall I tell you what I think, ma''am? |
4766 | Since you came out, is this the first young man who''s kissed you? |
4766 | So you want to be our parlour- maid? |
4766 | So you wo n''t take what I say in bad part? |
4766 | So you''ve tumbled, Mother? |
4766 | Soo--? |
4766 | Still, you get out, do n''t you? |
4766 | Suddenly holding out the flower] Mr March gave me that flower; would you like it back? |
4766 | Suppose I was to speak to Master Johnny? |
4766 | Suppose she''s engaged one, Dad? |
4766 | Tell them you''re engaged when you''re not? |
4766 | That''s important, do n''t you think, Mary? |
4766 | The further you look back the more dependable the times get;''ave you noticed that, sir? |
4766 | Then our instincts are taking us down? |
4766 | Then why did you--[He is going to say:"Kiss me,"but checks himself]--let me think you had n''t any friends? |
4766 | Then you''d better keep away, had n''t you? |
4766 | They say''es a poet; does''e leave''em about? |
4766 | To girls who smother their babies? |
4766 | To stay here quietly for the next two years? |
4766 | Um? |
4766 | We must all be artists in our professions, must n''t we? |
4766 | We tested her, did n''t we, Mary? |
4766 | Well, Johnny, has Mary told you? |
4766 | Well, Mary, have I done it? |
4766 | Well, do n''t we want a maid? |
4766 | Well, does n''t he impress you? |
4766 | Well, is it up or down to get so''ard that you ca n''t take care of others? |
4766 | Well, were n''t we? |
4766 | Well, what luck? |
4766 | Well, what''s the good? |
4766 | Well, where do you come in? |
4766 | Well? |
4766 | Well?... |
4766 | Were you fond of the chap who--? |
4766 | What about dresses? |
4766 | What about that? |
4766 | What am I to do with your master? |
4766 | What are you after? |
4766 | What are you going to do about it? |
4766 | What are you going to do? |
4766 | What are you two quarrelling about? |
4766 | What can a workin''girl do with a baby born under the rose, as they call it? |
4766 | What can one expect when your father carries on like a lunatic over his paper every morning? |
4766 | What d''you get? |
4766 | What did you do all the time? |
4766 | What do you say? |
4766 | What do you want? |
4766 | What does Cook want with corsets? |
4766 | What does Mr Bly say to it? |
4766 | What does one do with a glad eye that belongs to some one else? |
4766 | What earthly chance has she had? |
4766 | What is it to you? |
4766 | What is up and what is down? |
4766 | What now, Cook? |
4766 | What on earth has the war to do with it? |
4766 | What paper does Cook take? |
4766 | What price the little and weak, now? |
4766 | What sort of bringing up did he give you? |
4766 | What sort of girl is she? |
4766 | What was that? |
4766 | What were they doing? |
4766 | What will you live on? |
4766 | What would you have done? |
4766 | What would your mother say, Mary? |
4766 | What''d you like-- daffydils? |
4766 | What''s a kiss? |
4766 | What''s happened? |
4766 | What''s that? |
4766 | What''s the use of all these lofty ideas that you ca n''t live up to? |
4766 | What''s the young man like? |
4766 | What''s their tone? |
4766 | What''s this, Mother? |
4766 | What''s to be done? |
4766 | What, then? |
4766 | What? |
4766 | What? |
4766 | What? |
4766 | Where am I to go? |
4766 | Where are you going? |
4766 | Where were you educated? |
4766 | Where''s Mr Bly? |
4766 | Where''s the girl? |
4766 | Where''s your common sense, Joan? |
4766 | Where? |
4766 | Where? |
4766 | Where? |
4766 | Who is this fellow? |
4766 | Who wants chivalry? |
4766 | Who''s that with father? |
4766 | Who? |
4766 | Why ca n''t you let me be? |
4766 | Why did we give women the vote? |
4766 | Why ever did you force me to take this girl? |
4766 | Why free slaves; why anything decent for the little and weak? |
4766 | Why need ye flow so fast?" |
4766 | Why not let her stay, and make Johnny promise only to see her in the presence of a third party? |
4766 | Why not speak to Mr Bly? |
4766 | Why not? |
4766 | Why not? |
4766 | Why not? |
4766 | Why on earth should we--? |
4766 | Why should I? |
4766 | Why should the wretched girl who has n''t got that be turned down? |
4766 | Why? |
4766 | Why? |
4766 | Why? |
4766 | Why? |
4766 | Will you come to me? |
4766 | Will you go-- first or shall-- I? |
4766 | Will you? |
4766 | With him in that state? |
4766 | Would you rather be alive or dead? |
4766 | YOUNG M. Proof? |
4766 | YOUNG M. What have you got to do with her? |
4766 | YOUNG M. What''s the matter with whistling? |
4766 | Yes; but he looked-- couldn''t you see he looked--? |
4766 | Yes; but why do we keep contracts when we can break them with advantage and impunity? |
4766 | You do n''t mind that, I suppose? |
4766 | You haven''t-- so far? |
4766 | You know her story, Cook? |
4766 | You never believed they were going to hang you, did you? |
4766 | You were n''t really fond of him? |
4766 | You''re back, then? |
4766 | You''ve no money, I suppose? |
4766 | You, Dad? |
4766 | Your son, sir? |
4766 | [ A little touched] Did you? |
4766 | [ Astonished] What for-- ma''am? |
4766 | [ Desolately] Well? |
4766 | [ Doubtful] No- o.... Where? |
4766 | [ Drily] Let me see, which of us will have to put up with her shortcomings-- Johnny or I? |
4766 | [ FAITH looks up at him, hypnotized by his determination] Now, mother, I''ve come down at your request to discuss this; are you ready to keep her? |
4766 | [ Filling his sponge] Question is: How far are you to give rein to your disposition? |
4766 | [ Fixing him] Have you seen her, Johnny? |
4766 | [ Giving him a match] D''you mind writing in here this morning, Dad? |
4766 | [ Gloomily] What about the other eleven? |
4766 | [ He has a pipe in his hand and wears a Norfolk jacket] Fond of flowers? |
4766 | [ His eyes roll philosophically] Did you ever read''Aigel? |
4766 | [ In a low voice to FAITH] Will you give me your word to stay here, if I make them keep you? |
4766 | [ In a low voice] Are you going to leave him up there with the girl and that inflammatory literature, all night? |
4766 | [ In a low voice] Well? |
4766 | [ JOHNNY shakes his head] Mary? |
4766 | [ MARY nods] Geof? |
4766 | [ Patting her shoulder] How old are you? |
4766 | [ Pocketing his pen] Coming with me to the British Museum? |
4766 | [ Pricking his ears] What? |
4766 | [ Relighting his pipe and preparing his materials] What do you think of things, Mr Bly? |
4766 | [ Remonstrant] If she had n''t had it how could she have smothered it? |
4766 | [ Resting] My daughter givin''satisfaction, I hope? |
4766 | [ Scared] What do you want with me? |
4766 | [ Still on the fender] What do you say, Dad? |
4766 | [ Suddenly, to the YOUNG MAN] Who are you? |
4766 | [ Suddenly] D''you think I''m pretty? |
4766 | [ Suddenly] Why do you go on about me so? |
4766 | [ Taking up the flower which is lying on the table] May I have this flower? |
4766 | [ To BARNABAs] Have you actual proof? |
4766 | [ To FAITH] Are you ready? |
4766 | [ To FAITH] Have you thought of anything to do, if you leave here? |
4766 | [ To MARY] Where''s your mother? |
4766 | [ To the YOUNG MAN] It''s a lie, is n''t it? |
4766 | [ Very blank] Nothing to do with property, I hope? |
4766 | [ With a little smile] Did n''t you like it? |
4766 | but''oo can see what our natures are? |
4766 | but''oo''s to learn''er? |
37195 | All asleep? |
37195 | And have you actually two thousand pounds? |
37195 | And how d''ye find yourself now, sir? |
37195 | And, fifthly, I asked, whither he went? |
37195 | By whom? |
37195 | Can honour consist with ingratitude? |
37195 | Can you procure me a pardon, doctor? |
37195 | Come, my dear, why is love called a riddle? |
37195 | D''ye come to rob me? |
37195 | Do you doubt my honour, or my love? |
37195 | Fourthly, I demanded, whence he came? |
37195 | Gentlemen, will you assist me? |
37195 | Have my thoughts raised a spirit? |
37195 | How dare you talk so saucily to the doctor? |
37195 | I had forgot-- what title will you give yourself? |
37195 | If you would deal like a woman of honour, do like a man of honour: d''ye think I would deny you in such a case? |
37195 | Is Mr. Sullen''s family abed, think ye? |
37195 | Is he not a demigod, a Narcissus, a star, the man i''the moon? |
37195 | Is that nothing? |
37195 | No, joy:--Fat sort of plaace is dat shame Ireland? |
37195 | No, no, but-- two thousand pounds, you say? |
37195 | Pray, madam, who drew it? |
37195 | Secondly, I asked, what the gentleman was? |
37195 | Sul._ And I''ll lay my life he deserves your assistance more than he wants it: did not I tell you that my lord would find a way to come at you? |
37195 | Sul._ And how did he relish it? |
37195 | Sul._ And pray, which service do you like best? |
37195 | Sul._ And what then, sir? |
37195 | Sul._ Because they wanted money, child, to find out the pleasures of the town: Did you ever hear of a poet or philosopher worth ten thousand pounds? |
37195 | Sul._ Better and better----One touch more; come--_ Dor._ But, then his looks-- Did you observe his eyes? |
37195 | Sul._ But how came the doctor? |
37195 | Sul._ But what do the people say? |
37195 | Sul._ Do you think to any purpose? |
37195 | Sul._ Here? |
37195 | Sul._ How came you in? |
37195 | Sul._ How can you, after what is past, have the confidence to ask me? |
37195 | Sul._ How d''ye like that Venus over the chimney? |
37195 | Sul._ How long have you been married? |
37195 | Sul._ How shall I be sure of it? |
37195 | Sul._ I hope you did not come to rob me? |
37195 | Sul._ I suppose you served as footman before? |
37195 | Sul._ In the name of wonder, whence came ye? |
37195 | Sul._ Is there, on earth, a thing we can agree in? |
37195 | Sul._ Pray, sir, what head is that in the corner, there? |
37195 | Sul._ Pray, sister, how came my lord here? |
37195 | Sul._ So-- come, child, up with it-- hem a little-- so-- now, tell me, do n''t you like the gentleman that we saw at church just now? |
37195 | Sul._ That flight was above the pitch of a livery; and, sir, would not you be satisfied to serve a lady again? |
37195 | Sul._ That may easily be-- But what shall we do now, sister? |
37195 | Sul._ The physic works purely-- How d''ye find yourself now, my dear? |
37195 | Sul._ Thou dear censorious country girl-- What dost mean? |
37195 | Sul._ Was he successful in his amours? |
37195 | Sul._ What did he whisper to ye? |
37195 | Sul._ What is the reason, sir, that you use me thus inhumanly? |
37195 | Sul._ What shall we do, sir? |
37195 | Sul._ What was he banished for? |
37195 | Sul._ What will become of me? |
37195 | Sul._ What''s become of my lord? |
37195 | Sul._ What, then you do n''t usually drink ale? |
37195 | Sul._ Who are you, sir? |
37195 | Sul._ Will you be pleased, my dear, to drink tea with us this morning? |
37195 | Sul._ Will you leave me? |
37195 | Sul._ Will you please to dress, and go to church with me? |
37195 | Sul._ Yes, yes, I did-- his eyes; well, what of his eyes? |
37195 | Sul._''Sdeath, why ca n''t you talk? |
37195 | The lips too are figured out; but where''s the carnation dew, the pouting ripeness that tempts the taste in the original? |
37195 | The picture, indeed, has your dimples, but where''s the swarm of killing Cupids, that should ambush there? |
37195 | Thirdly, I inquired, what countryman he was? |
37195 | This is the most obstinate spot----_ Gib._ I ask you his name? |
37195 | Vel, joy, and fat school was it? |
37195 | Well, Mr. Boniface, what''s the news? |
37195 | Well, Scrub, have you secured your Tartar? |
37195 | Well, Scrub, what news of the gentleman? |
37195 | What are you, sir? |
37195 | What does the fellow mean? |
37195 | What would you have? |
37195 | Where''s the doctor now? |
37195 | Who is he? |
37195 | Why a jesuit? |
37195 | Why d''ye bawl so, father? |
37195 | Why, sir, do you take me for an atheist, or a rake? |
37195 | Would you make your mother a whore, and me a cuckold, as the saying is? |
37195 | You say, there''s another lady very handsome there? |
37195 | Your eyes, indeed, are featured there; but where''s the sparkling moisture, shining fluid, in which they swim? |
37195 | [_ Aside._] Were you born in France, doctor? |
37195 | [_ Aside._] What''s your name, sir? |
37195 | [_ Aside._] You found the West Indies very hot, sir? |
37195 | [_ Aside._] You have served abroad, sir? |
37195 | [_ Aside._]--Mr. Martin, who was that man with my father? |
37195 | [_ Aside.__ Aim._ And pray, sir, how came I by the honour of seeing you now? |
37195 | [_ Aside.__ Aim._ Is your company to quarter at Litchfield? |
37195 | [_ Aside.__ Arch._ Come, my dear, have you conned over the catechism I taught you last night? |
37195 | [_ Chucks her under the Chin._] Where does love enter? |
37195 | [_ Exit, bowing obsequiously.__ Aim._ What do I hear? |
37195 | [_ Exit.__ Aim._ You''re my landlord, I suppose? |
37195 | [_ Exit.__ Bon._ But, harkye, where''s Hounslow and Bagshot? |
37195 | [_ Exit.__ Scrub._ And where were you, when your master fought? |
37195 | [_ Shrieks.__ Arch._ Oons, madam, what do you mean? |
37195 | [_ They engage Man to Man; the Rogues are thrown down, and disarmed.__ Arch._ Shall we kill the rogues? |
37195 | _ Aim._ A clergyman!--is he really a clergyman? |
37195 | _ Aim._ A sportsman, I suppose? |
37195 | _ Aim._ And have you lived so long upon this ale, landlord? |
37195 | _ Aim._ And was she the daughter of the house? |
37195 | _ Aim._ And where is your company now, captain? |
37195 | _ Aim._ And, pray, sir, what is your true profession? |
37195 | _ Aim._ Archer, what does she mean? |
37195 | _ Aim._ Blessing? |
37195 | _ Aim._ But how shall I get off without being observed? |
37195 | _ Aim._ Come, gentlemen, I''ll end the dispute----Here, landlord, is dinner ready? |
37195 | _ Aim._ Has the lady been any other way useful in her generation? |
37195 | _ Aim._ Have you alarmed any body else with the news? |
37195 | _ Aim._ Have you any veal? |
37195 | _ Aim._ Have you got any fish, or wild fowl? |
37195 | _ Aim._ How came that to pass? |
37195 | _ Aim._ Is he a Frenchman? |
37195 | _ Aim._ Nay, but, captain, since we are by ourselves-- Can he speak English, landlord? |
37195 | _ Aim._ No matter, child; will you guide me immediately to the house? |
37195 | _ Aim._ O sir, your servant; Pray, doctor, may I crave your name? |
37195 | _ Aim._ O that''s right, you have a good many of those gentlemen: pray how do you like their company? |
37195 | _ Aim._ Of what? |
37195 | _ Aim._ Pray sir, han''t I seen your face at Will''s coffeehouse? |
37195 | _ Aim._ Then he has been in England before? |
37195 | _ Aim._ Then you understand Latin, Mr. Boniface? |
37195 | _ Aim._ Well, well, I won''t-- Landlord, have you any tolerable company in the house? |
37195 | _ Aim._ What have you got? |
37195 | _ Aim._ What is he? |
37195 | _ Aim._ What knight? |
37195 | _ Aim._ What regiment, may I be so bold? |
37195 | _ Aim._ What sort of a man is he? |
37195 | _ Aim._ What''s the matter? |
37195 | _ Aim._ Where am I? |
37195 | _ Aim._ Where am I? |
37195 | _ Aim._ Which way do they march? |
37195 | _ Aim._ Who''s that Lady Bountiful, you mentioned? |
37195 | _ Aim._ Why dost think so? |
37195 | _ Aim._ Why, d''ye expect them here? |
37195 | _ Aim._ Why, was it the Usquebaugh that killed her? |
37195 | _ Aim._ You are very happy, Mr. Boniface; pray what other company have you in town? |
37195 | _ Aim._[_ In a Brogue._] Shave you, my dear cussen, how does your health? |
37195 | _ Arch._ A plot? |
37195 | _ Arch._ A very hopeful family yours, brother Scrub; I suppose the maiden lady has her lover too? |
37195 | _ Arch._ Am not I your friend? |
37195 | _ Arch._ And how can you expect a blessing by going to church now? |
37195 | _ Arch._ And how comes the change now? |
37195 | _ Arch._ And is all this bustle about Gipsey? |
37195 | _ Arch._ And where go out? |
37195 | _ Arch._ As I guessed.----Have you communicated the matter to the count? |
37195 | _ Arch._ Come hither, brother Scrub; do n''t you know me? |
37195 | _ Arch._ Come, madam, why do n''t you obey your mother''s commands? |
37195 | _ Arch._ Courage, Tom----Shall I wish you joy? |
37195 | _ Arch._ For shame, ladies, what d''ye do? |
37195 | _ Arch._ Had ever man so hopeful a pupil as mine? |
37195 | _ Arch._ Harkye, sir knight, do n''t you banter now? |
37195 | _ Arch._ Have you no more, rascal? |
37195 | _ Arch._ How came he so familiar in the family? |
37195 | _ Arch._ How many is there of them, Scrub? |
37195 | _ Arch._ Mighty well-- And why is love pictured blind? |
37195 | _ Arch._ No, no, we shall disturb the family----But will you be sure to keep the secret? |
37195 | _ Arch._ Of whom? |
37195 | _ Arch._ Scrub, will you undertake to secure him? |
37195 | _ Arch._ That''s more than you could expect already, but what money have we left? |
37195 | _ Arch._ That''s my dear little scholar, kiss me again.--And why should love, that''s a child, govern a man? |
37195 | _ Arch._ That''s my dear-- What are the signs and tokens of that passion? |
37195 | _ Arch._ That''s my good child, kiss me.----What must a lover do to obtain his mistress? |
37195 | _ Arch._ The reason? |
37195 | _ Arch._ Then you wo n''t refund? |
37195 | _ Arch._ There''s the finest bed in that room, madam; I suppose''tis your ladyship''s bedchamber? |
37195 | _ Arch._ Upon my shalvation dere ish, joy,----But, Cussen Mackshane, vill you not put a remembrance upon me? |
37195 | _ Arch._ Upon what? |
37195 | _ Arch._ What are the objects of that passion? |
37195 | _ Arch._ What do you say, brother Scrub? |
37195 | _ Arch._ What footman, pray, mistress, is so happy as to be the subject of your contemplation? |
37195 | _ Arch._ What is her portion? |
37195 | _ Arch._ What is love? |
37195 | _ Arch._ What said you? |
37195 | _ Arch._ What''s the matter now, madam? |
37195 | _ Arch._ What? |
37195 | _ Arch._ When shall I come? |
37195 | _ Arch._ When were you at church before, pray? |
37195 | _ Arch._ Where, where is my Lady Bountiful?----Pray which is the old lady of you three? |
37195 | _ Arch._ Who is your brother, madam? |
37195 | _ Arch._ Yes, my lord-- How does your lordship? |
37195 | _ Arch._ You have told this matter to nobody, brother? |
37195 | _ Arch._[_ Aside._] That project, for aught I know, had been better than ours----Brother Scrub, why do n''t you introduce me? |
37195 | _ Bon._ And what think you, then, of my daughter Cherry for a wife? |
37195 | _ Bon._ Come from London? |
37195 | _ Bon._ D''ye know of any other gentlemen o''the pad on this road? |
37195 | _ Bon._ Going to London, mayhap? |
37195 | _ Bon._ I''ll wait on them----Does your master stay long in town, as the saying is? |
37195 | _ Bon._ O, Mr. Gibbet, what''s the news? |
37195 | _ Bon._ O, sir,----what will your honour please to drink, as the saying is? |
37195 | _ Bon._ Pray, sir, as the saying is, let me ask you one question: are not man and wife one flesh? |
37195 | _ Bon._ Well, daughter, as the saying is, have you brought Martin to confess? |
37195 | _ Bon._ What horses have they? |
37195 | _ Bon._ What will your worship please to have for supper? |
37195 | _ Cher._ But who had you the money from? |
37195 | _ Cher._ D''ye call, father? |
37195 | _ Cher._ Father, would you have me give my secret for his? |
37195 | _ Cher._ Hold, hold, Mr. Martin----You have taken a great deal of pains to instruct me, and what d''ye think I have learned by it? |
37195 | _ Cher._ Suppose I had? |
37195 | _ Cher._ Then you wo n''t marry me? |
37195 | _ Cher._ What is''t? |
37195 | _ Cher._ What was your father? |
37195 | _ Cher._ What, Mr. Gibbet, do you think, that I paint? |
37195 | _ Cher._ Where were you born? |
37195 | _ Cher._ Why, did you never make love to any body before? |
37195 | _ Dor._ And has not a husband the same opportunities there for humbling a wife? |
37195 | _ Dor._ And pray, how came the gentleman here? |
37195 | _ Dor._ But do you think that I am so weak as to fall in love with a fellow at first sight? |
37195 | _ Dor._ But how must I behave myself between ye? |
37195 | _ Dor._ But now, sister, for an interview with this lord and this gentleman; how shall we bring that about? |
37195 | _ Dor._ Coffee, brother? |
37195 | _ Dor._ Come, my dear lord, I fly with impatience to your arms.--The minutes of my absence was a tedious year.--Where''s this priest? |
37195 | _ Dor._ Done----What did your fellow say to ye? |
37195 | _ Dor._ How affectedly the fellow talks----How long, pray, have you served your present master? |
37195 | _ Dor._ How do you, sir? |
37195 | _ Dor._ I hope, sir, you have received no hurt? |
37195 | _ Dor._ I suppose, my lord, this gentleman is privy to our affairs? |
37195 | _ Dor._ Pray, sir, who are you? |
37195 | _ Dor._ This is surprising: did you ever see so pretty a well- bred fellow? |
37195 | _ Dor._ What sort of livery has the footman? |
37195 | _ Dor._ What''s become of his servant? |
37195 | _ Dor._ Will you promise not to make yourself uneasy in the mean time with my lord''s friend? |
37195 | _ Dor._''Morrow, my dear sister; are you for church this morning? |
37195 | _ Dor._''Tis very late, sister; no news of your spouse yet? |
37195 | _ Foig._ And is it sho wid you cussen? |
37195 | _ Foig._ And is my tongue all your evidensh, joy? |
37195 | _ Foig._ Are you prepared bote? |
37195 | _ Foig._ Fat naam is upon me? |
37195 | _ Foig._ The devil hang you, joy----By fat acquaintance are you my cussen? |
37195 | _ Foig._ Vel, and is dere any shin in going to bed, joy? |
37195 | _ Gib._ Plain, plain; he talks now as if he were before a judge: but pray, friend, which way does your master travel? |
37195 | _ Gib._ Sir, I scorn to intrude upon any gentleman-- but my landlord--_ Aim._ O, sir, I ask your pardon; you are the captain he told me of? |
37195 | _ Gib._ That''s much-- The fellow has been at the bar, by his evasions:--But pray, sir, what is your master''s name? |
37195 | _ Gib._ The roads are consumed deep; I''m as dirty as Old Brentford at Christmas.----A good pretty fellow-- Who''s servant are you, friend? |
37195 | _ Gib._ Very well again; an old offender-- Right; but, I mean, does he go upwards or downwards? |
37195 | _ Gib._ What King of Spain, sir? |
37195 | _ Gip._ Ah, but if the parties should meet, doctor? |
37195 | _ Gip._ But if the lady should come into her chamber and go to bed? |
37195 | _ Gip._ But should I put the count into the closet--_ Foig._ Vell, is dere any shin for a man''s being in a closhet? |
37195 | _ Gip._ But wo n''t that money look like a bribe? |
37195 | _ Gip._ Well, doctor, I''ll take it_ logicè_----But what must I do with my conscience, sir? |
37195 | _ Gip._ What would you have me do, doctor? |
37195 | _ Gip._ What, sirrah, wo n''t you march? |
37195 | _ Gip._ You wo n''t, sauce- box!--Pray, doctor, what is the captain''s name that came to your inn last night? |
37195 | _ Lady B._ In what manner was he taken? |
37195 | _ Lady B._ Is your master used to these fits? |
37195 | _ Lady B._ What''s his name? |
37195 | _ Lady B._ What''s the matter with the foolish girl? |
37195 | _ Scrub._ In the first place, I inquired who the gentleman was? |
37195 | _ Scrub._ Shall we? |
37195 | _ Sir C._ Ay, minds, sir; do n''t you think that the mind takes place of the body? |
37195 | _ Sir C._ But her fortune, sir----_ Sul._ Can you play at whist, sir? |
37195 | _ Sir C._ What are the bars to your mutual contentment? |
37195 | _ Sir C._ What company has he? |
37195 | _ Sir C._ Why do n''t you part with her, sir? |
37195 | _ Sir C._ You''ll let me have her fortune too? |
37195 | _ Sul._ And you, good sir? |
37195 | _ Sul._ And you, pray, sir? |
37195 | _ Sul._ Do you talk to any purpose? |
37195 | _ Sul._ For what? |
37195 | _ Sul._ How came these gentlemen here? |
37195 | _ Sul._ I can afford it, ca n''t I? |
37195 | _ Sul._ Let me know, first, who are to be our judges.--Pray, sir, who are you? |
37195 | _ Sul._ Not at all- fours? |
37195 | _ Sul._ Pshaw? |
37195 | _ Sul._ What day o''the week is this? |
37195 | _ Sul._ What singing was that I heard just now? |
37195 | _ Sul._ Will you take her, sir? |
37195 | _ Sul._''Sdeath, why ca n''t you be silent? |
37195 | _ Tall, all, dall.__ Bon._ What think you now? |
37195 | a man, or a devil? |
37195 | a public house, and abed when other people sleep? |
37195 | a very good name for a clergyman; Pray, Doctor Foigard, were you ever in Ireland? |
37195 | all dead? |
37195 | all? |
37195 | and married, you say? |
37195 | and why not now, my angel? |
37195 | are they so? |
37195 | better than the count? |
37195 | d''ye call that a moving thing? |
37195 | d''ye think we have no ears? |
37195 | did you ever know so hard, so obstinate a spleen as his? |
37195 | did you hear nothing of Mrs. Sullen? |
37195 | did you mind that, girls? |
37195 | do you intend to be rude? |
37195 | do you know who you are? |
37195 | do you scruple? |
37195 | do you take me, madam, for an hospital child, that I must sit down and bless my benefactors, for meat, drink, and clothes? |
37195 | fey, is dere brogue upon my faash too? |
37195 | ha!--are you in love with her person or her virtue, brother Scrub? |
37195 | have I embarked my small remains in the same bottom with yours, and you dispose of all without my partnership? |
37195 | how d''ye like that piece? |
37195 | how d''ye smoak them? |
37195 | if variety be a pleasure in life, you have enough on''t, my dear brother----but what ladies are those? |
37195 | if you would see my picture, there it is, over that cabinet-- How d''ye like it? |
37195 | is the coast clear? |
37195 | is your lordship so indifferent? |
37195 | it must be so; or how would we be strong that drink it? |
37195 | melancholy of a sudden? |
37195 | now you spoil all; why should not we be as free in our friendships as the men? |
37195 | oons, an''t I married? |
37195 | what a plague, d''ye think these romantic airs will do your business? |
37195 | what ha''you been doing? |
37195 | whence comes he? |
37195 | where are you going, sir? |
37195 | where is he? |
37195 | where was this man bred? |
37195 | who doubts it? |
37195 | who so blind could be as not discern a swan among the ravens? |
37195 | who would not? |
37195 | why, you jade, as the saying is, can any woman wheedle that is not young? |
37195 | will you do me the favour to conduct me to a chamber? |
3418 | Who is that? |
3418 | ( Ferociously) Oo a you orderin abaht, ih? |
3418 | ( He resumes his seat, and adds, in a businesslike tone) Is there anything further before we release these men? |
3418 | ( Strolling up callously to Marzo) You''re hall rawt, ynt yer, Mawtzow? |
3418 | ( To Brassbound) Now, about terms, Captain? |
3418 | ( To Drinkwater) Will ye ask him to step out here to us, Mr. Drinkwotter? |
3418 | ( To Sir Howard) Could n''t you have helped her, Howard? |
3418 | Ah, do n''t you wish you could, Captain? |
3418 | Ai n''t you going to give it back to her? |
3418 | Am I a dog, Muley Othman, that thou speakest thus to me? |
3418 | Am I to stand here in the absence of any individual of my own sex and repeat the language of two angry men? |
3418 | Am I to understand, then, that you are a brigand? |
3418 | An shll aw teoll yer wot e is, yr honor? |
3418 | And DO ye go down on your bended knees to him to do it? |
3418 | And do you think there is time to get him shaved? |
3418 | And how have ye been, Sir Howrrd, since our last meeting that morning nigh forty year ago down at the docks in London? |
3418 | And now, Captain, before I go to poor Marzo, what have you to say to me? |
3418 | And then where should we be? |
3418 | And where is that silly old Cadi, and my handsome Sheikh Sidi? |
3418 | And where may Miles be now, Sir Howard? |
3418 | And who are you, pray? |
3418 | And why? |
3418 | Any other bribe? |
3418 | Any other threat? |
3418 | Are they all like that? |
3418 | Are ye SURE? |
3418 | Are you going to do your duty as a nephew? |
3418 | Are you the missionary? |
3418 | Are you yet able to attend to me for a moment, Captain Brassbound? |
3418 | Awll sy good awtenoon, gavner: you''re busy hexpectin o Sr Ahrd an Lidy Sisly, ynt yer? |
3418 | Because instead of being polite to them, and saying Howdyedo? |
3418 | Black Paquito is your pet name, is n''t it? |
3418 | But are n''t you coming back to England with us? |
3418 | But could not a firstrate solicitor have been sent out from London? |
3418 | But do n''t you think he would make a better impression on the American captain if he were a little more respectably dressed? |
3418 | But how about the law? |
3418 | But how can that be remedied here in Mogador? |
3418 | But is Captain Brassbound Black Paquito then? |
3418 | But what am I to do? |
3418 | But when I met them, I said Howdyedo? |
3418 | But why BLACK Paquito? |
3418 | But you do n''t think she would have LIKED it, any more than papa and the rest of us, do you? |
3418 | Can anything be done in the way of an escort? |
3418 | Can you find me a more private room than this? |
3418 | Can you provide us with an escort of respectable, trustworthy men? |
3418 | Can you refresh my memory? |
3418 | Captain Brassbound: are there any charwomen in the Atlas Mountains? |
3418 | Captain Kearney''s cawmpliments to Lady Waynflete; and may he come in? |
3418 | Come: are you in love with anybody else? |
3418 | Course a wors, gavner: Ev aw said a word agin him? |
3418 | DOES it catch you at all under the arm? |
3418 | Daown''t Harfricar belong as much to huz as to them? |
3418 | Did Sir Howard tell you the things he said about Captain Brassbound''s mother? |
3418 | Did he tell the missionary that, Lady Cicely, eh? |
3418 | Did n''t Sir Howard tell you that? |
3418 | Did n''t you recognize yourself in that? |
3418 | Did this sleeve catch you at all under the arm? |
3418 | Did ye not hear what Sir Howrrd told me on the yacht last night? |
3418 | Did you ever see such a helpless lot of poor creatures? |
3418 | Did you notice their faces, Howard? |
3418 | Do n''t you feel rather creepy, Mr. Rankin? |
3418 | Do n''t you know that he is dead? |
3418 | Do n''t you think so, Captain Kearney? |
3418 | Do n''t you think that was nice of him, Captain Kearney? |
3418 | Do ye know that? |
3418 | Do ye mean the celebrated Leddy-- the traveller? |
3418 | Do ye not understand how necessary their evidence is? |
3418 | Do you LIKE to be treated as he treats you? |
3418 | Do you ask me to compound a felony? |
3418 | Do you follow me so far? |
3418 | Do you forget that he sent my mother to prison? |
3418 | Do you forget that there is such a thing as justice? |
3418 | Do you hear? |
3418 | Do you know the danger you are in? |
3418 | Do you really want a wife? |
3418 | Do you see that dirty little bundle of scraps of paper? |
3418 | Do you suppose this man will treat you as a European gentleman would? |
3418 | Do you think I could look at any ordinary woman after you? |
3418 | Do you think he''s so greatly changed as that, Howard? |
3418 | Do you think it''s worth bothering about? |
3418 | Do you think my coat''s worth mending? |
3418 | Do you think people will understand? |
3418 | Do you think she would really have killed Howard, as she threatened, if he had n''t sent her to prison? |
3418 | Do you understand what such a creature is when she has a grievance, and imagines some innocent person to be the author of it? |
3418 | Do you wawnt it to go any further? |
3418 | Does Captain Brassbound always treat you like this, Mr. Drinkwater? |
3418 | Does any man here know how to fold up this sort of thing properly? |
3418 | Does he know what the power of England is? |
3418 | Does not your leddyship know that this Brasshound is-- Heaven forgive me for judging him!--a precious scoundrel? |
3418 | Down''t aw ow y''a turn fer thet? |
3418 | Down''t seem naow good, do it, gavner? |
3418 | Down''t we, gavner? |
3418 | Eh? |
3418 | Eh? |
3418 | Ev aw nah? |
3418 | Felix Drinkwater: are you goin out, or are you goin to wait til you''re chucked out? |
3418 | Has any explorer been shooting them? |
3418 | Has he never told you about my mother? |
3418 | Have I ever charged your wife and children for my medicines? |
3418 | Have ye anything else to say to me this afternoon? |
3418 | Have ye ever haird of a bad character in these seas called Black Paquito? |
3418 | Have you any doubt as to the reality of HIS badness? |
3418 | Have you any feeling? |
3418 | Have you been paid? |
3418 | Have you been reading that little book I gave you? |
3418 | Have you broat their boxes? |
3418 | Have you fetched the water? |
3418 | He''d call on the counsel for the prosecution, would n''t you, Howard? |
3418 | Henny ather little suvvice? |
3418 | Hever convert a Moor, gavner? |
3418 | Hever ear o Jadge Ellam? |
3418 | Hever ear of is sist- in- lor: Lidy Sisly Winefleet? |
3418 | Hooligan? |
3418 | How could I manage people if I had that mad little bit of self left in me? |
3418 | How did you square my uncle? |
3418 | How do you like it? |
3418 | How dye do? |
3418 | How dye do? |
3418 | How dye do? |
3418 | How far off? |
3418 | Howdyedo, Captain Brassbound? |
3418 | Howdyedo? |
3418 | Howdyedo? |
3418 | I said so, did n''t I? |
3418 | I said, Why did you obey that lady''s orders instead of waiting for mine? |
3418 | I see that now; for you''ve opened my eyes to the past; but what good is that for the future? |
3418 | I spose it''s all right, is n''t it? |
3418 | If that were your picture, would you like your son to keep it for younger and better women to see? |
3418 | If these people were n''t here for some good purpose, they would n''t have been made, would they, Mr. Rankin? |
3418 | If you are missing, what will your newspapers say? |
3418 | If you had to conduct this business, how would you start? |
3418 | Is bed, lidy? |
3418 | Is it not so, Osman Ali? |
3418 | Is she Sir Howrrd Hallam''s sister- in- law? |
3418 | Is such a thing possible to- day in the British Empire? |
3418 | Is that a comfort too? |
3418 | Is that so, Captain? |
3418 | Is that understood? |
3418 | Is there really any danger for Howard? |
3418 | Is this a matter of ransom? |
3418 | Is this another gentleman of your party, Lady Waynflete? |
3418 | It wakes her from her trance) What is that? |
3418 | Lady faint, eh? |
3418 | Look here: do you see three genlmen talkin to one another here, civil and private, eh? |
3418 | Lor bless yer, wawn''t it you as converted me? |
3418 | May I ask have you had any conversation with Lady Cicely on this subject? |
3418 | May I ask, sir, did you notice any sign on Lady Waynflete''s part of cawmplying with that verry moderate request? |
3418 | May I come in? |
3418 | May I? |
3418 | Mr. Rahnkin: will you kindly take up the parable? |
3418 | Mr. Rankin: have I been unfortunate enough to forget an old acquaintance? |
3418 | Muley: is sailor man here? |
3418 | Must I? |
3418 | Must they go too? |
3418 | Mutiny, eh? |
3418 | Nah, Kepn Brassbound: you got sathink to sy to the lidy, ynt yr? |
3418 | No such thing exists; but what does that matter to people trained from infancy to make a point of honor of belief in abstractions and incredibilities? |
3418 | Now on your faith as a Christian, Felix Drinkwotter, is Captain Brassbound a slaver or not? |
3418 | Now then, do you understand plain English? |
3418 | Now, Captain Kearney, do YOU want me-- does Sir Howard want me-- does ANYBODY want me to go into the details of that shocking family quarrel? |
3418 | Now, Howard, is n''t that the exact truth, every word of it? |
3418 | Now, have you any other card to play? |
3418 | Of course I knew your father-- Dunham, was n''t it? |
3418 | Oh, do n''t I? |
3418 | Oh, that was it, was it? |
3418 | On YOU, sir? |
3418 | Oo''s to storp us? |
3418 | Or are you a fool? |
3418 | Osman Ali( Osman comes forward between Brassbound and Johnson): you have seen this unbeliever( indicating Sir Howard) come in with us? |
3418 | Ow: this ynt good enaf fr yr, ynt it? |
3418 | Pray, madam, have you made any arrangements for my accommodation? |
3418 | Rahnkin, is he? |
3418 | SHUT up, you fool, will you? |
3418 | Shall we go indoors to see him? |
3418 | Shall we hide her face before she enters? |
3418 | Shut up, you fool, will you? |
3418 | Sidi el Assif, is n''t it? |
3418 | Sir Howrrd Hallam? |
3418 | Sir: do you apply those terms to me? |
3418 | Some of huz is hanconverted men, gavner; an they sy: You smaggles wanne thing, Kepn; waw not hanather? |
3418 | That''s the idea, is n''t it? |
3418 | The Arabs? |
3418 | The Cadi did n''t know that Captain Brassbound was Sir Howard''s nephew, did he? |
3418 | The kid? |
3418 | The point is, why did you do it? |
3418 | The question is, who drove her to both? |
3418 | Then how did ye get it back? |
3418 | Then the estate was lost? |
3418 | Then what do you expect to gain by this? |
3418 | Then why did you take us? |
3418 | Then why not spell the same word, when uttered by Lady Cicely, as kerndewce, to suggest the English pronunciation to American readers? |
3418 | Then why wo n''t you do it for us? |
3418 | Thet''ll brike maw awt, wown''t it nah? |
3418 | They said, Well, sir, will you talk to the lady yourself next time? |
3418 | Thort it sifer nort, did n''t yr? |
3418 | Tut tut, Sir Howard: what''s the use of talking back? |
3418 | WHAT is Captain Brassbound, or Paquito, or whatever he calls himself? |
3418 | Was THAT all? |
3418 | Waw not, gavner? |
3418 | Waw was n''t you on the look- aht to give us a end? |
3418 | Well, sir, are we not to have the benefit of that letter? |
3418 | Well, sir, have you stared your fill at me? |
3418 | Well, that''s a pretty kettle of fish, is n''t it? |
3418 | Well, what about them? |
3418 | Well, what happened then? |
3418 | Well, what was he to do? |
3418 | Well, why not? |
3418 | Well-- you WON''T mind, Mr. Drinkwater, will you? |
3418 | Well? |
3418 | Well? |
3418 | Weoll, waw not? |
3418 | Weoll, wot did yer sy yrseolf, kepn? |
3418 | Were you very fond of your poor mother, and always very good to her? |
3418 | What Count? |
3418 | What about the prisoners? |
3418 | What am I to do? |
3418 | What are they doing with those prisoners? |
3418 | What are they now? |
3418 | What are they? |
3418 | What are they? |
3418 | What are those hills over there to the southeast? |
3418 | What are you doing there, madam? |
3418 | What are you snivelling at? |
3418 | What are your plans? |
3418 | What bargain? |
3418 | What can I do for ye? |
3418 | What could you say? |
3418 | What d''ye mean? |
3418 | What did you say? |
3418 | What do you charge against me? |
3418 | What do you mean? |
3418 | What do you want? |
3418 | What else can I say? |
3418 | What for? |
3418 | What has she been fixing up in there, Johnson? |
3418 | What have I left? |
3418 | What have you to assure him of? |
3418 | What hour did you say we were to lunch at, Captain Kearney? |
3418 | What if she did? |
3418 | What is he? |
3418 | What is it, then? |
3418 | What is that? |
3418 | What is the use of saying that? |
3418 | What opportunities? |
3418 | What part of it were you born in? |
3418 | What will your learned friends at the bar say? |
3418 | What would poor Mary say if she were alive now? |
3418 | What''s amiss? |
3418 | What''s that you say? |
3418 | What''s that? |
3418 | What''s wrong now? |
3418 | What? |
3418 | Where CAN we go, Mr. Rankin? |
3418 | Where am I to go? |
3418 | Where are the Franguestani captives? |
3418 | Where are the prisoners? |
3418 | Where are we to put him? |
3418 | Where did you pick that up? |
3418 | Where do you propose to go? |
3418 | Where is Marzo''s bed? |
3418 | Where is Osman, the Sheikh''s messenger? |
3418 | Where is it? |
3418 | Where is the woman? |
3418 | Where is thy kinsman, the Cadi of Franguestan? |
3418 | Where mawt yr lidyship be gowin? |
3418 | Where would you both be now if I''d let you do it? |
3418 | Where''s Drinkwater? |
3418 | Where''s your manners, you guttersnipe? |
3418 | Which sort of gentleman is he? |
3418 | Who are you, that a nation should go to war for you? |
3418 | Who are"we"? |
3418 | Who is Drinkwater? |
3418 | Who is Rahnkin? |
3418 | Who is the lady? |
3418 | Who is this Captain Brassbound? |
3418 | Who sent you in to say that? |
3418 | Who was Sidney? |
3418 | Why did he not help her to get the estate, as he got it for himself afterwards? |
3418 | Why did he rob her? |
3418 | Why did you come here? |
3418 | Why did your men pay any attention to her? |
3418 | Why do people get killed by savages? |
3418 | Why do you say that? |
3418 | Why have you sent for me? |
3418 | Why not north for England? |
3418 | Why not south for the Pole? |
3418 | Why not, now that you have taken the meaning out of them? |
3418 | Why? |
3418 | Why? |
3418 | Why? |
3418 | Why? |
3418 | Will you ask one of your friends to show me to my room whilst you are getting the water? |
3418 | Will you be able to persuade him to spare me? |
3418 | Will you begin with me? |
3418 | Will you let me do it? |
3418 | Wilt thou destroy thy country, and give us all into the hands of them that set the sea on fire but yesterday with their ships of war? |
3418 | With Gordon for instance? |
3418 | Wot are yer, arter all, bat a bloomin gang o west cowst cazhls( casual ward paupers)? |
3418 | Wot are you a syin orn? |
3418 | Wot is it? |
3418 | Wot was aw wen aw cam eah but a pore lorst sinner? |
3418 | Would you mind readin it to us, capn? |
3418 | YOU understand me, do n''t you? |
3418 | Yes: are n''t you glad it''s been defeated for once? |
3418 | Yes; and you took it too, Johnny, did n''t you? |
3418 | Ynt it nah? |
3418 | Ynt thet sow? |
3418 | You an me knaowed it too, did n''t we? |
3418 | You are fated to come, then? |
3418 | You awsks me wot e is, gavner? |
3418 | You think Captain Brassbound''s crew sufficiently equipped for that, do you? |
3418 | You were a Hooligan, were you? |
3418 | You would not take this virtuously indignant gentleman for the uncle of a brigand, would you? |
3418 | You''ll tell me, wo n''t you? |
3418 | You''re running away, are you? |
3418 | Yuss; an whawl you''re witin, yll tike your horders from me: see? |
3418 | didger? |
2906 | A man wants to sweat hisself silly and not allowed that''s a rum start, ai n''t it? |
2906 | A public- house? |
2906 | A woman? |
2906 | About your husband-- he''s not in work, I hear? |
2906 | According to instructions received did you on Easter Tuesday last proceed to the prisoner''s lodgings at 34, Merthyr Street, St. Soames''s? |
2906 | Ah, would yer? |
2906 | Ah, would you? |
2906 | And I suppose he takes all your money? |
2906 | And I suppose you''re behind in the rent? |
2906 | And a little way down the street a lady says to me:[ Pinching his voice]"D''you want to earn a few pence, my man?" |
2906 | And d''you think anything''ll happen to him? |
2906 | And did he say anything to you? |
2906 | And did he say,"You, let her go, I took the box myself"? |
2906 | And did she deny the same? |
2906 | And did you blow your whistle and obtain the assistance of another constable, and take him into custody? |
2906 | And did you by mistake leave your latch key in the door? |
2906 | And did you miss the same at 8.45 on the following morning, on going to remove the tray? |
2906 | And did you on entering see the box produced, lying on the table? |
2906 | And did you thereupon take possession of it, and charge the female prisoner with theft of the box from 6, Rockingham Gate? |
2906 | And further making an assault on the police when in the execution of their duty at 3 p.m. on Easter Tuesday? |
2906 | And has Wheeler been in the room alone? |
2906 | And how about your work here? |
2906 | And how long have you enjoyed his acquaintanceship? |
2906 | And how many children have you? |
2906 | And how old is the eldest? |
2906 | And is that all you can remember about your coming in? |
2906 | And may I ask if my son will know you by daylight? |
2906 | And sometimes, I suppose, you go out for cook? |
2906 | And was he drunk? |
2906 | And was his demeanour throughout very violent? |
2906 | And what about their food when you''re out at work? |
2906 | And what do you pay a week? |
2906 | And when your husband earns anything he spends it in drink, I suppose? |
2906 | And where are you living now, Mrs. Jones? |
2906 | And where is she now? |
2906 | And yet you say you stole the box? |
2906 | And you help do all the rooms? |
2906 | And you''ve been out this morning? |
2906 | And you, are their father? |
2906 | Another Labour? |
2906 | Any letters for me? |
2906 | Are they husband and wife? |
2906 | Are you Mrs. Jones? |
2906 | Are you sure it was there? |
2906 | Are you sure you put the box in the place you say at the time you say? |
2906 | Are you, butler to John BARTHWICK, M.P., of 6, Rockingham Gate? |
2906 | B. division of the Metropolitan police force? |
2906 | Bit of a surprise for yer, ai n''t it? |
2906 | But I must get my money back-- mustn''t I? |
2906 | But do n''t what, dear? |
2906 | But do n''t you know that that is no excuse? |
2906 | But do you imagine you can go about the town taking things out of spite? |
2906 | But have you tried? |
2906 | But how comes it that these two people are charged with the same offence? |
2906 | But how did you get into the HOUSE? |
2906 | But if you had all that money, what made you take this box? |
2906 | But in view of my son''s saying there''s nothing in this-- this fable-- will it be necessary to proceed against the man under the circumstances? |
2906 | But is n''t there a name in it, or something? |
2906 | But what can I do, your Worship? |
2906 | But what made you let her? |
2906 | But you''re in good work, are n''t you? |
2906 | Ca n''t you eat any breakfast? |
2906 | Call this justice? |
2906 | Carn''t you speak for once? |
2906 | Come, do you deny seeing this young lady last night? |
2906 | Cream? |
2906 | D''you follow me? |
2906 | D''you mean that he-- er-- intends to put this forward to- morrow? |
2906 | D''you mean to say you did n''t go to bed? |
2906 | DO you know her? |
2906 | Deny? |
2906 | Did any one help you to open the door? |
2906 | Did he give you his name and address? |
2906 | Did it belong to you-- what is that but stealing? |
2906 | Did n''t she say what she wanted? |
2906 | Did you afterwards communicate the loss to your employer, and did he send you to the police station? |
2906 | Did you at the time of your missing the box find her in the room alone? |
2906 | Did you ever see such a mess? |
2906 | Did you ill- treat her? |
2906 | Did you look in my room? |
2906 | Did you see the cigarettes scattered on the bed? |
2906 | Did you take her into custody? |
2906 | Did you thereupon ask him in what manner he had stolen the box? |
2906 | Do n''t you remember you said you was a Liberal, same as your father, and you asked me wot I was? |
2906 | Do they go to school? |
2906 | Do you find it hard? |
2906 | Do you know the prisoners? |
2906 | Do you mean that you had another person''s purse, and that this man took it too? |
2906 | Do you mean to say that you were so drunk that you can remember nothing? |
2906 | Do you remember giving any one a drink? |
2906 | Do you remember this man being outside when you came in? |
2906 | Do you tell me that my son----? |
2906 | Do you wish the case to be settled here, or do you wish it to go before a jury? |
2906 | Do you wish to say anything before I take her? |
2906 | Do? |
2906 | Does your Worship require this witness in the box any longer? |
2906 | Doin''a bit o''skylarkin''? |
2906 | Eight? |
2906 | Got anything for dinner? |
2906 | Got the box? |
2906 | Got the sack? |
2906 | Had he been drinking? |
2906 | Have n''t you ragged me enough, dad? |
2906 | Have they been in custody since? |
2906 | Have you any suspicions? |
2906 | Have you anything to ask him? |
2906 | Have you anything to ask the officer? |
2906 | Have you anything to ask the officer? |
2906 | Have you asked Mrs. Barthwick? |
2906 | Have you seen the cigarette- box? |
2906 | He drinks, I suppose? |
2906 | Headache? |
2906 | Here? |
2906 | How came he to lose his place? |
2906 | How can you take it so calmly, John? |
2906 | How could there be any alternative? |
2906 | How did you come by all that money? |
2906 | How do you do? |
2906 | How do you know she''s not a thief-- not got designs on the house? |
2906 | How do you know that? |
2906 | How do you suppose we could get on if everybody behaved like you? |
2906 | How is it possible for Liberals and Conservatives to join hands, as you call it? |
2906 | How is it you leave them to wander about the streets like this? |
2906 | How is that? |
2906 | How much had you, dad? |
2906 | How much of that forty pounds have you got left, Jack? |
2906 | How much? |
2906 | How much? |
2906 | How''s your old man? |
2906 | How? |
2906 | I do n''t want it; what''s the good of it to me? |
2906 | I say, Marlow, where are the cigarettes? |
2906 | I say, d''you want me----? |
2906 | I say, what shall I have to swear to? |
2906 | I see; four days a week, and you get half a crown a day, is that it? |
2906 | I suppose the lady has n''t missed her purse? |
2906 | I suppose you did n''t leave your latch- key in the door? |
2906 | I suppose, as you say, the man must be charged, eh? |
2906 | I want to know this: Has this Mrs. Jones been here the whole morning? |
2906 | I''ll take it for what''s overdue, d''ye hear? |
2906 | I''m sure I did n''t want to-- it''s not likely, is it? |
2906 | I''ve finished here; shall I do the drawing- room now? |
2906 | If that is really what you do at Oxford? |
2906 | If you do n''t get work, how are we to go on? |
2906 | If you do n''t remember anything, how can you remember that? |
2906 | If you had n''t had me to come to, where would you have been? |
2906 | In the hall? |
2906 | In what-- in what? |
2906 | Is anything else missing? |
2906 | Is her husband in work? |
2906 | Is it then? |
2906 | Is she dressed like one? |
2906 | Is she in the house now? |
2906 | Is she known here? |
2906 | Is she known here? |
2906 | Is she the charwoman employed at 6, Rockingham Gate? |
2906 | Is that so? |
2906 | Is that the box? |
2906 | Is that the box? |
2906 | Is that the thing? |
2906 | Is the female prisoner known to you? |
2906 | Is this the''63, Dad? |
2906 | Is this your husband? |
2906 | It is n''t a usual thing for you to have the door opened for you, is it? |
2906 | It was my son, perhaps, you wished to see? |
2906 | James Jones, have you anything to ask this witness? |
2906 | James Jones? |
2906 | Jones? |
2906 | Kind eh? |
2906 | Know me? |
2906 | Looked a bit dicky, eh, Mrs. Jones? |
2906 | MAGISTRATE: Now, now? |
2906 | May I ask how you knew this house? |
2906 | May I ask the gentleman a question? |
2906 | May I ask whom I have the pleasure of speaking to? |
2906 | Must I go down to the Court to- morrow? |
2906 | My dear John, what are you talking about? |
2906 | My dear boy, are n''t you drinking too much? |
2906 | My dear, what are you talking about? |
2906 | My name''s Barthwick, so''s my father''s; I''m a Liberal too-- wha''re you? |
2906 | Name? |
2906 | Nestor-- where the deuce----? |
2906 | None of the windows open? |
2906 | Not material? |
2906 | Not? |
2906 | Nothing? |
2906 | Now what is he-- your husband? |
2906 | Now, did you come in late on the night of Easter Monday? |
2906 | Now, was this Mrs. Jones in the room alone at any time? |
2906 | Now, what made you take it? |
2906 | Now, you have heard the male prisoner''s story, what do you say to that? |
2906 | Oh, Jem, whatever made you? |
2906 | On the sofa? |
2906 | Out of her hand? |
2906 | Perhaps you''ll say the man''s employer was wrong in dismissing him? |
2906 | She had the impudence? |
2906 | So I think I ought to leave him, do n''t you, sir? |
2906 | So your husband earns nothing? |
2906 | Something in what? |
2906 | Stout? |
2906 | Sure? |
2906 | Take it like a sensible man, carn''t you? |
2906 | That you? |
2906 | That''s his way of finding a job, eh? |
2906 | The Holyroods had some trouble with their servants, had n''t they? |
2906 | The cook, was n''t it? |
2906 | The question is, do you feel the gravity of what you did? |
2906 | The"Goat and Bells,"--what is that? |
2906 | Then how does the box come to be here? |
2906 | Then what was it-- did she drink? |
2906 | Then you''ll take the thing into your hands? |
2906 | This Mrs. Jones-- how long has she been working here? |
2906 | Toast? |
2906 | Was anything found on him? |
2906 | Was he violent on the way to the station, and did he use bad language, and did he several times repeat that he had taken the box himself? |
2906 | Was she loose in her behaviour? |
2906 | Was that the reason you took it? |
2906 | Was the house all right this morning? |
2906 | Well, Jack, what do you say? |
2906 | Well, Missis? |
2906 | Well, did he help you to open the door, as he says? |
2906 | Well, my dear, you''ve not seen it, I suppose? |
2906 | Well, now what do you say? |
2906 | Well, what more have you to say? |
2906 | Well, why did you send me there? |
2906 | Well, wot, about''er; who''s to make up to''er for this? |
2906 | Well? |
2906 | Well? |
2906 | Went to bed? |
2906 | Were you pressed for money? |
2906 | Wha''s your name? |
2906 | Wha''was I about to say? |
2906 | What about that purse? |
2906 | What about young BARTHWICK? |
2906 | What about''i m? |
2906 | What bag-- whose bag? |
2906 | What can I have the pleasure of doing for you? |
2906 | What d''you mean? |
2906 | What d''you want Mr. John for? |
2906 | What d''you want? |
2906 | What do you mean by nothing, Jack? |
2906 | What do you want with that? |
2906 | What does he say? |
2906 | What does he think to gain by that? |
2906 | What does your son say? |
2906 | What have principles to do with it for goodness sake? |
2906 | What is it? |
2906 | What is it? |
2906 | What is your name? |
2906 | What made you strike the officer a blow? |
2906 | What next? |
2906 | What on earth did you come here for? |
2906 | What on earth is all the fuss about? |
2906 | What on earth''s to be done, Roper? |
2906 | What provision can you make for them? |
2906 | What sort of a lady? |
2906 | What sort of circumstances is this Mrs. Jones in? |
2906 | What sort of person? |
2906 | What was William about? |
2906 | What was her behaviour? |
2906 | What you back so soon for? |
2906 | What''s in that head o''yours? |
2906 | What''s that noise of crying, Marlow? |
2906 | What''s that? |
2906 | What''s that? |
2906 | What''s that? |
2906 | What''s the good of this? |
2906 | What''s the time? |
2906 | What''s the use o''bringin''''em into a state o''things like this? |
2906 | What''s to be done, Roper? |
2906 | What-- when the woman came here for it this morning? |
2906 | What? |
2906 | What? |
2906 | What? |
2906 | When were you married to him, Mrs. Jones? |
2906 | Where are the cigarettes? |
2906 | Where did Marlow say? |
2906 | Where did you leave her? |
2906 | Where did you sleep last night? |
2906 | Where do you live? |
2906 | Where is it-- what-- what time is it? |
2906 | Where may I go? |
2906 | Where the devil is Roper? |
2906 | Where was it, sir; if you please, sir? |
2906 | Where''s the ciga----? |
2906 | Where? |
2906 | Who cares where you slept; what does it matter if he mentions the-- the-- a perfect disgrace? |
2906 | Who did the room this morning? |
2906 | Who knows anything of her? |
2906 | Who on earth could have foreseen a thing like this? |
2906 | Who''s been in here? |
2906 | Who''s been in the room this morning? |
2906 | Who''s there? |
2906 | Who''s to give''er back''er good name? |
2906 | Whom did you want to see, madam? |
2906 | Whose hand? |
2906 | Why did I take the beastly thing? |
2906 | Why did you give me away like this? |
2906 | Why did you resist the police in the execution of their duty? |
2906 | Why do n''t you get him locked up? |
2906 | Why do n''t you take your children and leave him? |
2906 | Why on earth could n''t you have written? |
2906 | Why was n''t I told? |
2906 | Why, a poor man who behaved as you''ve done--d''you think he''d have any mercy shown him? |
2906 | With a dirty face? |
2906 | Wot''ave they done that makes''em any better than wot I am? |
2906 | Yes or no? |
2906 | Yes, but did you know that it was taken? |
2906 | Yes, but what do you want him for? |
2906 | Yes, madam, what? |
2906 | Yes, or no? |
2906 | Yes-- yes-- but what did he say to you? |
2906 | Yes; you have not seen it, I suppose? |
2906 | You are the charwoman employed at the house? |
2906 | You are the son of the owner? |
2906 | You can always tell me what I ought to ha''done, ca n''t yer? |
2906 | You do n''t know? |
2906 | You going? |
2906 | You left your latch- key in the door? |
2906 | You mean to-- to-- er-- to pawn them? |
2906 | You say all the cigarettes were scattered on the bed? |
2906 | You say the mother is on the streets; what evidence have you of that? |
2906 | You say you did n''t take it? |
2906 | You say you took this box? |
2906 | You think so-- you think so? |
2906 | You took it out of spite? |
2906 | You were n''t quite were you? |
2906 | You-- you are sure of that? |
2906 | Your name is Robert Allow? |
2906 | Your name is Thomas Marlow? |
2906 | Your reti----? |
2906 | after midnight on Easter Monday, and partaken of whisky, and that under the influence of the whisky he had taken the box? |
2906 | whatever made you do it, Jem? |
2906 | you''d had too much champagne? |
1191 | ''Twas honest-- and shall I be rewarded for it? |
1191 | ( within) Will you not hear me? |
1191 | Ah, why are you so fair, so bewitching fair? |
1191 | Alone, fair cousin, and melancholy? |
1191 | Am I not to be absolute and uncontrollable? |
1191 | Ancient Phyllis has young graces,''Tis a strange thing, but a true one; Shall I tell you how? |
1191 | And have I not met your love with forward fire? |
1191 | And having trusted thee with the secrets of her soul, thou art villainously bent to discover''em all to me, ha? |
1191 | And how can you help it, if you are made a captive? |
1191 | And then I call my lord Spumoso; and myself, what d''ye think I call myself? |
1191 | And then, what do they laugh at? |
1191 | And thus-- O who would not lose his speech, upon condition to have joys above it? |
1191 | And what do you think I call it? |
1191 | And why is not that true wisdom? |
1191 | And wilt thou bring a grandson at nine months end-- he? |
1191 | Another caprice to unwind my temper? |
1191 | Answer me? |
1191 | Anything more, madam? |
1191 | Are not you weary with looking up? |
1191 | Are you silent, monster? |
1191 | At least not above once a year; I''m sure I have found it so; and, alas, what''s once a year to an old man, who would do good in his generation? |
1191 | Ay, ay, what have we to do with''em? |
1191 | Ay, my dear, were you? |
1191 | Ay, what am I to trust to then? |
1191 | Bless me, how can you talk of heav''n, and have so much wickedness in your heart? |
1191 | Bless me, what makes my father in such a passion? |
1191 | Bless me, why did you call out upon me so loud? |
1191 | Bless me, would you have me defend an ill thing? |
1191 | Boys, boys, lads, where are you? |
1191 | But a sedate, a thinking villain, whose black blood runs temperately bad, what excuse can clear? |
1191 | But could you think that I, who had been happy in your loved embraces, could e''er be fond of an inferior slavery? |
1191 | But did I really name my Lady Froth? |
1191 | But did I? |
1191 | But did you give me this letter on purpose, he? |
1191 | But did you swear, did that sweet creature swear? |
1191 | But did you talk of love? |
1191 | But does your lordship never see comedies? |
1191 | But how can it be? |
1191 | But how can the coach and six horses be got ready without suspicion? |
1191 | But is there not such a thing as honesty? |
1191 | But then, being an heroic poem, had you not better call him a charioteer? |
1191 | But to what purpose? |
1191 | But was it her contrivance to persuade my Lady Plyant to this extravagant belief? |
1191 | But what can he do? |
1191 | But what is my distraction doing? |
1191 | But what the devil, does she think thou hast no more sense than to get an heir upon her body to disinherit thyself? |
1191 | But what? |
1191 | But where''s all the company? |
1191 | But why do you think so? |
1191 | But will you promise me not to be angry? |
1191 | But, tell me, how couldst thou thus get into her confidence? |
1191 | By heav''n I think it is not in the power of fate to disappoint my hopes-- my hopes? |
1191 | Ca n''t you contrive that affair, girl? |
1191 | Can no gratitude incline you, no obligations touch you? |
1191 | Can you give me a demonstrative proof? |
1191 | Careless, ha? |
1191 | Come, my dear, shall we take leave of my lord and lady? |
1191 | Come, why do you dally with me thus? |
1191 | Compose yourself, you shall possess and ruin him too,--will that please you? |
1191 | Confusion and hell, what do I hear? |
1191 | D''ye see here? |
1191 | D''ye think he''ll love you as well as I do my wife? |
1191 | Death, do you dally with my passion? |
1191 | Did I? |
1191 | Did Maskwell tell you anything of the chaplain''s chamber? |
1191 | Did my lord tell you? |
1191 | Did not she tell you at what a distance she keeps him? |
1191 | Did not your lordship tell her of the honours you designed me? |
1191 | Did you so? |
1191 | Did you? |
1191 | Did your ladyship call? |
1191 | Do n''t you apprehend me? |
1191 | Do n''t you believe that, say you, my lord? |
1191 | Do n''t you know you''re a fool, brother? |
1191 | Do n''t you think us a happy couple? |
1191 | Do you doubt me, Turk, Saracen? |
1191 | Do you hold down your head? |
1191 | Do you mock my rage? |
1191 | Do you never write? |
1191 | Do you not love him still? |
1191 | Do you understand those two hard words? |
1191 | Do you wind me like a larum, only to rouse my own stilled soul for your diversion? |
1191 | Do, gads- bud, think on thy old father, heh? |
1191 | Does it not tire your ladyship? |
1191 | Does your ladyship conceive so? |
1191 | For I would fain have some resemblance of myself in my posterity, he, Thy? |
1191 | For heav''n''s sake, madam, to whom do you direct this language? |
1191 | For heaven''s sake? |
1191 | Gads my life, the man''s distracted; why, how now, who are you? |
1191 | Gads- bud, I ca n''t find her high nor low; where can she be, think you? |
1191 | Gads- bud, what shall I say? |
1191 | Gads- bud, who am I? |
1191 | Good Lord, what''s all this for? |
1191 | Good, let them be carried to him; have you stitched the gown sleeve, that he may be puzzled, and waste time in putting it on? |
1191 | Ha, Mellefont? |
1191 | Ha, ha, ha, do you remember, my lord? |
1191 | Hark''ee, shall you and I make an almanac together? |
1191 | Has he been treacherous, or did you give his insolence a licence to make trial of your wife''s suspected virtue? |
1191 | Has hell no remedy? |
1191 | Have I been swathed in blankets till I have been even deprived of motion? |
1191 | Have I been white and unsullied even by Sir Paul himself? |
1191 | Have I behaved myself with all the decorum and nicety befitting the person of Sir Paul''s wife? |
1191 | Have I for this been pinioned, night after night for three years past? |
1191 | Have I preserved my honour as it were in a snow- house for these three years past? |
1191 | Have I, I say, preserved myself like a fair sheet of paper for you to make a blot upon? |
1191 | Have not my fortune and my person been subjected to your pleasure? |
1191 | Have you not dishonoured me? |
1191 | Have you not wronged him in the highest manner, in his bed? |
1191 | Have you not wronged my lord, who has been a father to you in your wants, and given you being? |
1191 | Have you provided a habit for Mellefont? |
1191 | Have you seen Mellefont? |
1191 | Have you seen my wife lately, or disobliged her? |
1191 | He is your friend; and what am I? |
1191 | He, ay, is not it? |
1191 | He? |
1191 | He? |
1191 | He? |
1191 | Hear you? |
1191 | Hee, hee, hee, my dear, have you done? |
1191 | Hell and the devil, is she abandoned of all grace? |
1191 | How I have loved you since, words have not shown, then how should words express? |
1191 | How am I to behave myself? |
1191 | How can I help it, if I have charms? |
1191 | How can I help it? |
1191 | How could you think to reverse nature so, to make the daughter the means of procuring the mother? |
1191 | How do you mean? |
1191 | How does he bear his disappointment? |
1191 | How does my girl? |
1191 | How durst you swear without my consent, ah? |
1191 | How have I this day offended you, but in not breaking off his match with Cynthia? |
1191 | How know you that my brother will consent, or she? |
1191 | How now, Jack? |
1191 | How now? |
1191 | How now? |
1191 | How often have you been told of that, you jackanapes? |
1191 | How shall I make him ample satisfaction? |
1191 | How shall I think? |
1191 | How''s this? |
1191 | How''s this? |
1191 | How, how, for heav''n''s sake, dear Maskwell? |
1191 | How, how? |
1191 | How, my lord? |
1191 | How, pray, madam? |
1191 | How, what said you, Maskwell? |
1191 | How? |
1191 | How? |
1191 | How? |
1191 | How? |
1191 | How? |
1191 | How? |
1191 | How? |
1191 | How? |
1191 | How? |
1191 | How? |
1191 | How? |
1191 | How? |
1191 | Hum, ay, what is''t? |
1191 | I am provoked into a fermentation, as my Lady Froth says; was ever the like read of in story? |
1191 | I beseech your ladyship-- when? |
1191 | I hope you are a better Christian than to think of living a nun, he? |
1191 | I presume your ladyship has read Bossu? |
1191 | I''ll come immediately and tell you all; will you, my lord? |
1191 | I, that had wantoned in the rich circle of your world of love, could be confined within the puny province of a girl? |
1191 | In what? |
1191 | Is every man a gull and a fool that is deceived? |
1191 | Is it fit a woman of my spirit and conduct should be contradicted in a matter of this concern? |
1191 | Is it possible your ladyship could have been so much in love? |
1191 | Is it so fresh? |
1191 | Is not all this present heat owing to the same fire? |
1191 | Is not that he now gone out with my lord? |
1191 | Is not to- morrow appointed for your marriage with Cynthia, and her father, Sir Paul Plyant, come to settle the writings this day on purpose? |
1191 | Is nurse and the child in it? |
1191 | Is there a vice more black? |
1191 | Is there not reward enough in raising his low fortune, but he must mix his blood with mine, and we d my niece? |
1191 | Is''t for yourself? |
1191 | Just now as I came in, bless me, why, do n''t you know it? |
1191 | Let me perish, do I never say anything worthy to be laughed at? |
1191 | Madam, sister, my lady sister, did you see my lady my wife? |
1191 | Madam, you will be ready? |
1191 | Maskwell love Cynthia? |
1191 | Maskwell, you mean; prithee why should you suspect him? |
1191 | May I believe this true? |
1191 | Mean? |
1191 | Mercy on us, what will the wickedness of this world come to? |
1191 | Mortgage for a bottle, ha? |
1191 | Mr. Brisk, come, will you go into the next room? |
1191 | Mr. Brisk, you''re a judge; was ever anything so well bred as my lord? |
1191 | Mr. Mellefont, do n''t you think Mr. Brisk has a world of wit? |
1191 | Must the family of the Plyants be utterly extinct for want of issue male? |
1191 | My dear, will you get ready? |
1191 | My heart would break, and my estate would be left to the wide world, he? |
1191 | My lord, can you blame my brother Plyant if he refuse his daughter upon this provocation? |
1191 | My lord, wo n''t you go? |
1191 | My wife? |
1191 | Nay, but will you be calm? |
1191 | Nay, how can you? |
1191 | Nay, you must-- not to be angry with Mellefont? |
1191 | Ned, Ned, whither so fast? |
1191 | No, no, I''ll allow Mr. Brisk; have you nothing about you to shew him, my dear? |
1191 | No? |
1191 | No? |
1191 | Not fit to be told me, madam? |
1191 | Now what evasion, strumpet? |
1191 | Now, my lord? |
1191 | O Lord, what did I say? |
1191 | O Lord, why ca n''t you find it out? |
1191 | O Maskwell, what hopes? |
1191 | O be not cruelly incredulous.--How can you doubt these streaming eyes? |
1191 | O cruel man, will you not let me go? |
1191 | O heaven, you will not ravish me? |
1191 | O heavens, what''s the matter? |
1191 | O law, what''s the matter now? |
1191 | O strange, what will become of me? |
1191 | Of what nature was that caution? |
1191 | Oh, foy, Sir Paul, what do you mean? |
1191 | Oh, where shall wronged virtue fly for reparation? |
1191 | Or what say you to another bottle of champagne? |
1191 | Paints, d''ye say? |
1191 | Pox on''t, why should I disparage my parts by thinking what to say? |
1191 | Pray what have you to entertain anybody''s privacy? |
1191 | Pray, madam, how old is Lady Sapho? |
1191 | Say you so, were you provided for an escape? |
1191 | Seriously? |
1191 | Seriously? |
1191 | Sha n''t we disturb your meditation, Mr. Careless? |
1191 | Shall we go to the ladies, my lord? |
1191 | Shall you and I do our close dance, to show Mr. Brisk? |
1191 | She herself makes her own faces, And each morning wears a new one; Where''s the wonder now? |
1191 | Sir Paul, what a phrase was there? |
1191 | Sir Paul, what o''clock is''t? |
1191 | Sir Paul, will you send Careless into the hall if you meet him? |
1191 | Sir, madam, what mean you? |
1191 | Slidikins, ca n''t I govern you? |
1191 | Songs, elegies, satires, encomiums, panegyrics, lampoons, plays, or heroic poems? |
1191 | Sorry for what? |
1191 | Suppose I say a witty thing to you? |
1191 | The matter, madam? |
1191 | There it is, madam, do you want a pen and ink? |
1191 | Thou dear, thou precious villain, how? |
1191 | To what end is this? |
1191 | Treachery concerning me? |
1191 | Treachery? |
1191 | Was he? |
1191 | Was it my brain or providence? |
1191 | Was''t not lucky? |
1191 | Was''t not so? |
1191 | We wanted your company, but Mr. Brisk-- where is he? |
1191 | Well, and how? |
1191 | Well, and, dear Jack, how hast thou contrived? |
1191 | Well, now, Sir Paul, what do you think of your friend Careless? |
1191 | Well, will you go in my stead? |
1191 | Well? |
1191 | Were you not in the nature of a servant, and have not I in effect made you lord of all, of me, and of my lord? |
1191 | Were you, son? |
1191 | What am I? |
1191 | What can be the matter then? |
1191 | What can that be, Sir Paul? |
1191 | What can this mean? |
1191 | What can this mean? |
1191 | What d''ye mean? |
1191 | What d''ye think I laugh at? |
1191 | What d''ye think of my being employed in the execution of all her plots? |
1191 | What did I marry you for? |
1191 | What discoveries are here made? |
1191 | What do I hear? |
1191 | What do you mean? |
1191 | What dost thou mean? |
1191 | What followed? |
1191 | What friend have I betrayed? |
1191 | What have I done? |
1191 | What if you ca n''t? |
1191 | What is it? |
1191 | What is the villain''s purpose? |
1191 | What is your sense of the conversation? |
1191 | What needs this? |
1191 | What noise? |
1191 | What shall I do? |
1191 | What think you of drawing stakes, and giving over in time? |
1191 | What think you of mentioning me? |
1191 | What treachery? |
1191 | What will you confess, Jew? |
1191 | What would you have to answer for if you should provoke me to frailty? |
1191 | What''s here, the music? |
1191 | What''s that, madam? |
1191 | What''s the matter, madam? |
1191 | What''s the matter? |
1191 | What''s the matter? |
1191 | What''s to be done? |
1191 | What, do you give ground? |
1191 | What, have I been bawd to his designs, his property only, a baiting place? |
1191 | What, my wife? |
1191 | What, so full of contemplation that you run over? |
1191 | What? |
1191 | When shall we meet?--at eight this evening in my chamber? |
1191 | When? |
1191 | Where am I? |
1191 | Where are the women? |
1191 | Where is that humble love, the languishing, that adoration, which once was paid me, and everlastingly engaged? |
1191 | Where the devil''s the wit in not laughing when a man has a mind to''t? |
1191 | Where will this end? |
1191 | Where''s Cynthia? |
1191 | Where''s Mellefont, my poor injured nephew? |
1191 | Where''s Mellefont? |
1191 | Where''s my son Mellefont? |
1191 | Where''s my wife? |
1191 | Where, when, what to do? |
1191 | Where? |
1191 | Whither is it going? |
1191 | Whither shall I turn? |
1191 | Who would have thought my nephew could have so misconstrued my kindness? |
1191 | Who, my Lady Toothless? |
1191 | Why Cynthia? |
1191 | Why did you kneel so long? |
1191 | Why must he be married? |
1191 | Why should I call''em fools? |
1191 | Why should you deny it? |
1191 | Why so? |
1191 | Why, gads my life, cousin Mellefont, you can not be so peremptory as to deny it, when I tax you with it to your face? |
1191 | Why, how now, why this extravagant proposition? |
1191 | Why, is not here matter of fact? |
1191 | Why, what''s the matter now? |
1191 | Why, what''s the matter? |
1191 | Why, where''s my wife? |
1191 | Why, you wo n''t baulk the frolic? |
1191 | Why, you wo''not leave us? |
1191 | Will you be in temper, madam? |
1191 | Wo n''t you? |
1191 | Would not you be disappointed? |
1191 | Write what? |
1191 | Yet, what yet? |
1191 | You believe it, then? |
1191 | You have been at my Lady Whifler''s upon her day, madam? |
1191 | You have no more commands? |
1191 | You tell me most surprising things; bless me, who would ever trust a man? |
1191 | You wo n''t stay? |
1191 | You would be private? |
1191 | You''re thoughtful, Cynthia? |
1191 | Your fond friend Mellefont, and to me; can you deny it? |
1191 | and am I awake? |
1191 | ay; why, you do n''t think I mean to do so? |
1191 | how can Mellefont believe you love him? |
1191 | how long? |
1191 | how shall I thank or praise thee? |
1191 | how''s this? |
1191 | how, my lord? |
1191 | is it day? |
1191 | is it so? |
1191 | must I neither have sons nor grandsons? |
1191 | not to see Saph? |
1191 | or to whom? |
1191 | say? |
1191 | that look, ay, there it is; who could resist? |
1191 | what art thou but a name? |
1191 | what shall I do? |
1191 | what woman can bear to be a property? |
1191 | which way was I to wrong her? |
1191 | why, what d''ye go there for? |
1191 | wo n''t you join with us? |
3771 | And what were you the better, if you might? |
3771 | And why should you protest? |
3771 | Drink to me only with thine eyes,or"Still to be neat, still to be dressed"? |
3771 | For what cause,Amorphus? |
3771 | I am at your beauty''s appointment, bright angel; but--AMO"What but?" |
3771 | Well, madam, or sweet lady, it is so, I do love you in some sort, do you conceive? 3771 What followed upon the act,"Philautia? |
3771 | When,Argurion? |
3771 | Where,Anaides? |
3771 | Who would have done it better? |
3771 | Who,Hedon? |
3771 | With what,Moria? |
3771 | ''Sheart, take them all, man: what speak you to me of aiming or covetous? |
3771 | ''Slid, what rare fireworks be here? |
3771 | ''Slight, he has me upon interrogatories,( nay, my mother shall know how you use me,) where I have been? |
3771 | ''Slight, that''s a good jest; would we could take him with that nullity.--"Non sapete voi parlar''Italiano?" |
3771 | ''Slight, what should I do here? |
3771 | ''Slight, will he be prais''d out of his clothes? |
3771 | ''Tis true, Amorphus: what may we do to redeem it? |
3771 | ), fol., 1616; The Alchemist, 4to, 1612; Catiline, his Conspiracy, 4to, 1611; Bartholomew Fayre, 4to, 1614(? |
3771 | );(?) |
3771 | --How like you it, sir? |
3771 | A long heel? |
3771 | A rare comedy, it shall be entitled Cupid''s? |
3771 | ADVISED, informed, aware;"are you--?" |
3771 | After your French account? |
3771 | Anaides, stay, whither go you? |
3771 | And I shall be glad, most sweet lady, to embrace him: Where is he? |
3771 | And all the gallants came about you like flies, did they not? |
3771 | And did I not dance movingly the last night? |
3771 | And not a poet? |
3771 | And such imposthumes as Phantaste is Grow in our palace? |
3771 | And that you merit sharp correction? |
3771 | And then I spy her, and walk off? |
3771 | And there''s her minion, Crites: why his advice more than Amorphus? |
3771 | And what could have been the nature of this"purge"? |
3771 | And what must I speak now? |
3771 | And what of all these now? |
3771 | And what to the lady nymph you serve? |
3771 | And who''d be angry with this race of creatures? |
3771 | And why"barbarous,"Hedon? |
3771 | And you, madam, this jewel and pendants? |
3771 | Another demands, Why would he be one of his mistress''s cioppini? |
3771 | Appeareth no man yet, to answer the prizer? |
3771 | Are any of the ladies in the presence? |
3771 | Are my darts enchanted? |
3771 | Are you ready, sir? |
3771 | As though there were not; or, as if one effect might not arise of diverse causes? |
3771 | As though there were one antidote for these, and another for him? |
3771 | Away, wag; what would''st thou make an implement of me? |
3771 | Ay, Amorphus, why Pythagorical breeches? |
3771 | Ay, what think''st thou of him? |
3771 | Ay, why"well- spoken"breeches? |
3771 | BEDSTAFF,(?) |
3771 | BULLED,(?) |
3771 | Belike you measure me by yourself, then?" |
3771 | Besides, when they come in swaggering company, and will pocket up any thing, may they not properly be said to be white- liver''d? |
3771 | But I will remonstrate to you the third dor, which is not, as the two former dors, indicative, but deliberative: as how? |
3771 | But are these, Cupid, the stars of Cynthia''s court? |
3771 | But are we therefore judged too extreme? |
3771 | But how doth this draw on the ditty, sir? |
3771 | But if that deities withdrew their gifts For human follies, what could men deserve But death and darkness? |
3771 | But if you had seen mine yesterday, when''twas young, you would have-- Who''s your doctor, Phantaste? |
3771 | But must I lose the prizes, master? |
3771 | But unto whose invention must we owe The complement of this night''s furniture? |
3771 | But what says Philautia? |
3771 | But why breeches, now? |
3771 | But why"white- liver''d?" |
3771 | But will Hermes second me? |
3771 | But will not your ladyship stay? |
3771 | But will you be constant? |
3771 | But will you not snatch my cloak while I am stooping? |
3771 | But, what is all this to Cupid? |
3771 | By my troth, master, I love you; will you love me too, for my aunt''s sake? |
3771 | By whom? |
3771 | CRY("he that cried Italian"),"speak in a musical cadence,"intone, or declaim(? |
3771 | Can you help my complexion, here? |
3771 | Come now, Philautia, I am for you; shall we go? |
3771 | Come sit down: troth, and you be good beauties, let''s run over them all now: Which is the properest man amongst them? |
3771 | Cupid turned jealous of himself? |
3771 | DIBBLE,(?) |
3771 | DISTANCE,(?) |
3771 | DOR,(?) |
3771 | Death, what talk you of his learning? |
3771 | Did you observe him? |
3771 | Do not I know it, sir? |
3771 | Do these nymphs attend upon Diana? |
3771 | Do you hear sir? |
3771 | Do you know it too? |
3771 | Does not monsieur perceive our disgrace? |
3771 | Does your heart speak all this? |
3771 | Dost thou know him that saluted thee, Hedon? |
3771 | EYEBRIGHT,(?) |
3771 | Extorting knaves, that live by these court- decorums, and yet-- What''s your jewel worth, I pray? |
3771 | FIGGUM,(?) |
3771 | FROLICS,(?) |
3771 | FUGEAND,(?) |
3771 | Faith, how liked you my quip to Hedon, about the garter? |
3771 | For heaven''s sake, his name, good dear Phantaste? |
3771 | For what, I pray thee? |
3771 | For would any reasonable creature make these his serious studies and perfections, much less, only live to these ends? |
3771 | GRASS,(?) |
3771 | Gods so, what do you mean? |
3771 | Good Jove, what reverend gentlewoman in years might this be? |
3771 | Good, sir; but what will you say now, if a poet, untouch''d with any breath of this disease, find the tokens upon you, that are of the auditory? |
3771 | HOIDEN, hoyden, formerly applied to both sexes( ancient term for leveret? |
3771 | Hath he not cause, when his purpose is so deluded? |
3771 | Have I not invention afore him? |
3771 | Have you the feather? |
3771 | Have you the jewel? |
3771 | Heart of my blood, Amorphus, what have you done? |
3771 | Heart, was there ever so prosperous an invention thus unluckily perverted and spoiled, by a whoreson book- worm, a candle- waster? |
3771 | Here I come in, you say, and present myself? |
3771 | His name, Hermes? |
3771 | How else? |
3771 | How if they would have me to make verses? |
3771 | How is it, exquisite Amorphus? |
3771 | How is she call''d, and then I can shew thee? |
3771 | How is that? |
3771 | How is''t? |
3771 | How like you this play, Anaides? |
3771 | How might I revenge myself on this insulting Mercury? |
3771 | How mischievously he cross''d thy device of the prophecy, there? |
3771 | How name you the gentleman you are in rank there with, sir? |
3771 | How now Cupid? |
3771 | How now, Cupid, how do you like this change? |
3771 | How, sweet Anaides? |
3771 | How, the Dor? |
3771 | I know all as well--''Slid, if I did not, why was I nominated? |
3771 | I made this ditty, and the note to it, upon a kiss that my Honour gave me; how like you it, sir? |
3771 | I''ll have your chain of pomander, sirrah; what''s your price? |
3771 | Instead of med''cines, have we maladies? |
3771 | Is Crites turn''d dotard on himself too? |
3771 | Is Cupid angry? |
3771 | Is he a master? |
3771 | Is it not pretty, and genteel? |
3771 | Is it not quaint? |
3771 | Is it so, sir? |
3771 | Is it your suit, monsieur, to see some prelude of my scholar? |
3771 | Is not that Amorphus, the traveller? |
3771 | Is that thy boy, Hedon? |
3771 | Is that your new ruff, sweet lady- bird? |
3771 | Is the palate of your judgment down? |
3771 | Is the perfume rich in this jerkin? |
3771 | Is there any body come to answer him? |
3771 | Is this pink of equal proportion to this cut, standing off this distance from it? |
3771 | It is; do not you think it necessary to be practised, my little wag? |
3771 | Knock those same pages there; and, goodman coxcomb the citizen, who would you speak withal? |
3771 | Know you from whom you fly? |
3771 | Lackey, where''s the tailor? |
3771 | Lady Wisdom, do you interpret for these puppets? |
3771 | Laughs Mercury? |
3771 | Learning to better that invention above him? |
3771 | MINSITIVE,(?) |
3771 | May I not name myself? |
3771 | Metheglin; what''s that, sir? |
3771 | Most willingly, my good wag; but I would speak with your author: where is he? |
3771 | Must I? |
3771 | Nay, but when? |
3771 | Nay, but why should not we ladies play our prizes, I pray? |
3771 | Nay, dost hear, Mischief? |
3771 | No; what call''d you that we had in the forenoon? |
3771 | Not Hedon? |
3771 | Now have you done? |
3771 | Now, sir, I stifle, and advance forward? |
3771 | O, are you she? |
3771 | O, how despised and base a thing is man, If he not strive to erect his grovelling thoughts Above the strain of flesh? |
3771 | O, the sweet power of travel!--Are you guilty of this, Cupid? |
3771 | ODLING,(?) |
3771 | Ods so, was this the design you travail''d with? |
3771 | Or is''t a rarity, or some new object, That strains my strict observance to this point? |
3771 | Or to praise the cleanness of the street wherein he dwelt? |
3771 | Or to talk of some hospital, whose walls record his father a benefactor? |
3771 | PARANTORY,(?) |
3771 | PATOUN,(?) |
3771 | Paton, pellet of dough; perhaps the"moulding of the tobacco... for the pipe"( Gifford);(?) |
3771 | Philautia? |
3771 | Pray you, what should we call your name? |
3771 | Put case, that we four now had the grant from Juno, to wish ourselves into what happy estate we could, what would you wish to be, Moria? |
3771 | Say you so? |
3771 | Say you? |
3771 | Say, you sir? |
3771 | Seems it no crime To brave a deity? |
3771 | Seems it no crime to enter sacred bowers, And hallowed places, with impure aspect, Most lewdly to pollute? |
3771 | Shall I? |
3771 | Shall not she answer for this, to maintain him thus in swearing? |
3771 | Shall we go, Cupid? |
3771 | Signior Amorphus, reflect, reflect; what means he by that mouthed wave? |
3771 | Sir, I shall fear to appear rude in denying your courtesies, especially being invited by so proper a distinction: May I pray your name, sir? |
3771 | Sir, shall I say to you for that hat? |
3771 | So, sir, this is all the reformation you seek? |
3771 | Stay, what are the ingredients to your fucus? |
3771 | Substantives, and adjectives, is it not, Hedon? |
3771 | TIM,(?) |
3771 | That''s good; but how"Pythagorical?" |
3771 | That''s true, and play our masters''prizes as well as the t''other? |
3771 | The mystery, the mystery, good wags? |
3771 | Then thou hast not altered thy name with thy disguise? |
3771 | They do not peel, sweet charge, do they? |
3771 | They must do so, sister; how should it be the Better Regard, else? |
3771 | Tut, they''ll do that, when they come to sleep on them, time enough: But were thy devices never in the presence yet, Hedon? |
3771 | UNBORED,(?) |
3771 | WHETSTONE, GEORGE, an author who lived 1544(?) |
3771 | WHINILING,(?) |
3771 | WHIT,(?) |
3771 | Was Shakespeare then concerned in this war of the stages? |
3771 | Was his father of any eminent place or means? |
3771 | Was''t not witty? |
3771 | What are you, sir? |
3771 | What is the matter Hedon? |
3771 | What is''t, my dear Invention? |
3771 | What make you in company of this scholar here? |
3771 | What must I do, sir? |
3771 | What must I give for the hire on''t? |
3771 | What of that, sir? |
3771 | What prodigy is this? |
3771 | What reck I to whom I discover? |
3771 | What ridiculous circumstance might I devise now, to bestow this reciprocal brace of butterflies one upon another? |
3771 | What say you to Cynthia, Arete, Phronesis, Time, and others there? |
3771 | What say you to a masque? |
3771 | What say you to your Helicon? |
3771 | What say you? |
3771 | What says Argurion? |
3771 | What says my good Ambition? |
3771 | What shall we do? |
3771 | What should I care what every dor doth buz In credulous ears? |
3771 | What should I infer? |
3771 | What tumult is there? |
3771 | What wise physician have we ever seen Moved with a frantic man? |
3771 | What would you wish, Phantaste? |
3771 | What''s he Mercury? |
3771 | What''s the ceremony? |
3771 | What''s the matter there? |
3771 | What''s the prize, lady, at this Better Regard? |
3771 | What, at your bever, gallants? |
3771 | What, has he entertained the fool? |
3771 | What, have you all done? |
3771 | What, is he jealous of his hermaphrodite? |
3771 | What, my good spiritous spark? |
3771 | What, will Cupid turn nomenclator, and cry them? |
3771 | What? |
3771 | What? |
3771 | What? |
3771 | When begin you, sir? |
3771 | When will this water come, think you? |
3771 | Whence derive you this speech, boy? |
3771 | Where am I now? |
3771 | Where are thy mullets? |
3771 | Where be these gallants, and their brave prizer here? |
3771 | Where eat you to- day? |
3771 | Where is your page? |
3771 | Which cut shall speak it? |
3771 | Which is the piece stands forth to be courted? |
3771 | Which take you at this next weapon? |
3771 | Whither goes my love? |
3771 | Whither might you march, now? |
3771 | Who answers the brazen head? |
3771 | Who awards you the prize? |
3771 | Who begins? |
3771 | Who goes there? |
3771 | Who is your brother? |
3771 | Who might that be, guardian? |
3771 | Who offers? |
3771 | Who says? |
3771 | Who should she be? |
3771 | Who was that Argurion? |
3771 | Who would have thought that Philautia durst Or have usurped noble Storge''s name, Or with that theft have ventured on our eyes? |
3771 | Who would have thought, that all of them should hope So much of our connivence, as to come To grace themselves with titles not their own? |
3771 | Who''s next? |
3771 | Who''s that knocks? |
3771 | Who''s there? |
3771 | Who''s there? |
3771 | Who''s there? |
3771 | Who, Crites? |
3771 | Who, Mercury? |
3771 | Whom does she commend afore the rest? |
3771 | Why did the gods give thee a heavenly form, And earthly thoughts to make thee proud of it? |
3771 | Why do I ask? |
3771 | Why so, my little rover? |
3771 | Why will I view them then, my sense might ask me? |
3771 | Why"humble"breeches, Argurion? |
3771 | Why"odoriferous"breeches, guardian? |
3771 | Why"popular"breeches? |
3771 | Why, do not observe how excellently the ditty is affected in every place? |
3771 | Why, do you hear, mother Moria? |
3771 | Why, do you hope to speak it? |
3771 | Why, sir, what, do you think you know more? |
3771 | Why, so I do; do not I, I pray you? |
3771 | Why, what are you? |
3771 | Why, what have you to do? |
3771 | Why, what parcel of man hast thou lighted on for a master? |
3771 | Why, will you stand to most voices of the gentlemen? |
3771 | Why; what is''t, say you? |
3771 | Will it please your ladyship to wear this chain of pearl, and this diamond, for my sake? |
3771 | Will the shaking of a shaft strike them into such a fever of affection? |
3771 | Will you have"the Kiss"Honour? |
3771 | Will you vouchsafe, sir? |
3771 | Will you, sweet Crites? |
3771 | Will''t not be good? |
3771 | Will''t please your ladyship to drink? |
3771 | Wilt thou forsake me, then? |
3771 | With whom? |
3771 | Would I might never stir, but you are a fine man in these clothes; master, shall I have them when you have done with them? |
3771 | Would any discreet person hazard his wit so? |
3771 | Would you have a stool sir? |
3771 | Yet what is their desert? |
3771 | You are instructed in our chartel, and know our weapons? |
3771 | You are offenders, that must be confess''d; Do you confess it? |
3771 | You come not to give us the scorn, monsieur? |
3771 | Your price, sweet Fig? |
3771 | a lacquey that runs on errands for him, and can whisper a light message to a loose wench with some round volubility? |
3771 | a very fine name; Crites, is it not? |
3771 | and how is''t possible? |
3771 | and why I should stay so long? |
3771 | are not their linings white? |
3771 | are we contemn''d? |
3771 | are you all alone?" |
3771 | are you not ashamed? |
3771 | as also their religion, in pulling down a superstitious cross, and advancing a Venus; or Priapus, in place of it? |
3771 | by that candle, it was mere rashness, and oversight; would any man have ventured to play so open, and forsake his ward? |
3771 | can you tell? |
3771 | descend into a particular admiration of their justice, for the due measuring of coals, burning of cans, and such like? |
3771 | do you not hear how they dote? |
3771 | do you not see how his legs are in travail with a measure? |
3771 | does any of you want a creature, or a dependent? |
3771 | does it begin at me? |
3771 | doth Hermes taste no alteration in all this? |
3771 | feather''d Cupid masqued, And masked like Anteros? |
3771 | flacon) round the neck(?). |
3771 | ha? |
3771 | ha? |
3771 | has my master a new page? |
3771 | hath your tailor provided the property we spake of at your chamber, or no? |
3771 | have you changed your head- tire? |
3771 | have you consulted? |
3771 | have you found that out? |
3771 | how does the lady? |
3771 | how happily hath fortune furnish''d him with a whetstone? |
3771 | how shall I deserve this? |
3771 | is he your brother? |
3771 | is it a beaver? |
3771 | is it conceived about? |
3771 | is their vigour gone? |
3771 | it will now be my grace to entertain him first, though I cashier him again in private.--How art thou call''d? |
3771 | love you? |
3771 | madam, how do you? |
3771 | may I be so audacious to demand? |
3771 | nor an ascending syllable to a descending tone? |
3771 | or of so many buckets bestow''d on his parish church in his lifetime, with his name at length, for want of arms, trickt upon them? |
3771 | or the provident painting of his posts, against he should have been praetor? |
3771 | or whence? |
3771 | or, leaving his parent, come to some special ornament about himself, as his rapier, or some other of his accountrements? |
3771 | shall we have any sport? |
3771 | that I do not marry a word of short quantity to a long note? |
3771 | there''s Crites, his minion, he has not tasted of this water? |
3771 | to 1587(?). |
3771 | to be the false pleasure of a few, the true love of none, and the just laughter of all? |
3771 | upon the stage too? |
3771 | use the virtue of your snaky tip staff there upon us? |
3771 | vouchsafe the tenure of this ensign.--Who shall be your stickler? |
3771 | wait mannerly at a table with a trencher, warble upon a crowd a little, and fill out nectar when Ganymede''s away? |
3771 | well? |
3771 | what a coil these musk- worms take to purchase another''s delight? |
3771 | what a word is there? |
3771 | what are you the better? |
3771 | what is it hath conjured up this distemperature in the circle of your face? |
3771 | what is it? |
3771 | what shall I do with it? |
3771 | what would you have me do? |
3771 | what''s that in the hundred for the year? |
3771 | what''s your weapon? |
3771 | what, suffer yourself to be cozened of your courtship before your face? |
3771 | where have you drawn forth the day, You have not visited your jealous friends? |
3771 | who let in that rag there amongst us? |
3771 | why did the ladies prick out me? |
3771 | why did you choose me? |
3771 | why gloves, signior? |
3771 | why should not we be masters as well as he? |
3771 | why should you come by more than we? |
3771 | why, is there any difference between you? |
3771 | why, my light feather- heel''d coz, what are you any more than my uncle Jove''s pander? |
3771 | why, sir? |
3771 | why? |
3771 | why? |
3771 | will you betray your ignorance so much? |
3480 | ''Tis vulgar-- she''s Betrothed, you tell me, to Sir Thomas Clifford? |
3480 | ''Twas five, you say, when she came home; and wants it now three- quarters of an hour of ten? |
3480 | A carriage, and a gay one-- who alights? |
3480 | Alas, the strait of her, who owns that best, Which last she''d wish were done? |
3480 | Am I a woman it befits to we d? |
3480 | Am I not right? |
3480 | Am not I? |
3480 | An escape For mistress Julia? |
3480 | And chaste, the while? |
3480 | And do you carry it so proudly, sir? |
3480 | And doubtless you live up to''t? |
3480 | And found thy fair mistress as many faults with that? |
3480 | And how many times more will make twenty? |
3480 | And is not love an art? |
3480 | And pray what is it? |
3480 | And pray you what are these? |
3480 | And saw you ne''er a pair of eyes before? |
3480 | And sighest thou to know her? |
3480 | And so thou''rt constancy? |
3480 | And stands she not the test? |
3480 | And what of that? |
3480 | And what of that? |
3480 | And what should I do? |
3480 | And what was his reply? |
3480 | And what was your reply to Master Jones? |
3480 | And why, my gallant cousin? |
3480 | And why? |
3480 | And would you have me marry? |
3480 | And you''ll be mine? |
3480 | Ar''t proud of that? |
3480 | Are we to we d or not? |
3480 | Are you a fool, As well as Ovid? |
3480 | Are you that burthen, Julia? |
3480 | Art gone? |
3480 | Ay, lady? |
3480 | Ay, why?-- Women, you know, are fond of reasons-- why Would you not have me marry? |
3480 | Bachelor I''m sure he is Comes he not hither wooing, Master Walter? |
3480 | Both chaste and costly? |
3480 | But Master Walter, These nuptials!--must they needs go on? |
3480 | But once last night she danced with me, her hand, To this gallant and that engaged, as soon As asked for? |
3480 | But what concerns it whose? |
3480 | But, Master Walter, what is it you mean? |
3480 | But, supposing it fitted thee at the first? |
3480 | By My hunchback, eh!--my stilts of legs and arms, The fashion more of ape''s than man''s? |
3480 | By whom? |
3480 | Ca n''t you say Where''twas you bought the lace? |
3480 | Ca n''t you speak? |
3480 | Canst match me her Among your city maids? |
3480 | Canst wonder, then, if like thy child I feel,-- And feeling so, that father''s claim forget Whom ne''er I knew save by the name of one? |
3480 | Casements with such festoons, such prospects, Helen, As these fair vistas have? |
3480 | Changed, do you say, Master Thomas? |
3480 | Clifford, why do n''t you speak to me? |
3480 | Comes not Master Walter back to- day? |
3480 | Couches so fragrant? |
3480 | Could I not name you? |
3480 | Could Ovid, cousin, teach thee to make love? |
3480 | Couldst find it out, wast thou in love thyself? |
3480 | Cousin, will you tell me one thing: Wore lovers ruffs in Master Ovid''s time? |
3480 | Did you cry? |
3480 | Didst thou not hear his name? |
3480 | Do I? |
3480 | Do you know The thing? |
3480 | Do you mean To force this marriage on her? |
3480 | Do you not guess it? |
3480 | Do you not hear? |
3480 | Do you not see I''m very-- very ill, And not a chair in all the corridor? |
3480 | Do you? |
3480 | Do you? |
3480 | Does he kneel? |
3480 | Does it? |
3480 | Dost hear me? |
3480 | Dost not know her? |
3480 | Dost thou ask me, Clifford? |
3480 | Dost thou not apprehend me? |
3480 | Doubtless you look for much happiness from this change of fortune? |
3480 | Eh? |
3480 | Fear you not Master Walter? |
3480 | For what? |
3480 | For what? |
3480 | Give what? |
3480 | Go on, brave cousin: What, since you went to college? |
3480 | Go we to town? |
3480 | Goes she to her father? |
3480 | Guessed I not right? |
3480 | Hadst not a service''mongst the Hottentots Ere thou camest hither, friend? |
3480 | Hard? |
3480 | Has she yet fixed her wedding- day? |
3480 | Hast done? |
3480 | Hast done? |
3480 | Hast thou forgot? |
3480 | Have I done wrong to do thy bidding, then? |
3480 | Have I no pride? |
3480 | Have I not said it ten times o''er to thee? |
3480 | Have you been sent for? |
3480 | Have you not Some token to return him? |
3480 | Have you not eyes? |
3480 | Have you not got a tongue? |
3480 | Have your town- palaces a hall like this? |
3480 | He has? |
3480 | He''s a friend of yours? |
3480 | How accost you me? |
3480 | How bears Sir Thomas this? |
3480 | How came he by that voice? |
3480 | How can you keep that Hunchback in his office? |
3480 | How does she? |
3480 | How know you me for Master Walter? |
3480 | How know you, sir, his lordship is at home? |
3480 | How looks she, prithee? |
3480 | How made you his acquaintance, pray? |
3480 | How many sets of tickets? |
3480 | How many times makes that? |
3480 | How many times, think you, took I it back to the sempstress? |
3480 | How, I pray you, sped the mighty business which So sudden called you hence? |
3480 | How? |
3480 | I do n''t? |
3480 | I might? |
3480 | I own my fault; So please you-- may I pick it up again? |
3480 | I pray you, now, How did you learn my name? |
3480 | I prithee how does mine? |
3480 | I see, Sir Thomas, Some great misfortune has befallen you? |
3480 | I would!--Your will? |
3480 | I''m little skilled, Sir Thomas, in the world: What mean you now to do? |
3480 | If our wishes come too soon, What can make sure of welcome? |
3480 | In Gracechurch Street, Cheapside, Whitechapel, Little Britain? |
3480 | In Gracechurch Street? |
3480 | In what? |
3480 | Indeed? |
3480 | Is he at home because he goes not out? |
3480 | Is he bachelor, Or husband? |
3480 | Is he gone? |
3480 | Is he gone? |
3480 | Is he soldier or Civilian? |
3480 | Is it a dream? |
3480 | Is it a phantasm? |
3480 | Is it because you do not know the reason? |
3480 | Is it so? |
3480 | Is it your will, My lord, these nuptials should go on? |
3480 | Is not this brave? |
3480 | Is not this costly? |
3480 | Is one well Because one''s better? |
3480 | Is she not fair? |
3480 | Is she well? |
3480 | Is that the way To help a lady when she''s like to faint? |
3480 | Is there no way to escape these nuptials? |
3480 | Is there no way to''scape these nuptials? |
3480 | Is this a lover? |
3480 | Is this a lover? |
3480 | Is this a lover? |
3480 | Is this the letter? |
3480 | Is''t fear I feel? |
3480 | Is''t fit you waste your choler on a burr? |
3480 | Is''t melancholy? |
3480 | Is''t not so yet? |
3480 | Is''t not the jewel that I told you''twas? |
3480 | Is''t to hoard such grain as that, You went to college? |
3480 | Judge you so poorly of me, As think I''ll suffer this? |
3480 | Knave? |
3480 | Know I you? |
3480 | Know''st not What with these nuptials comes? |
3480 | Let me at them!--Nay, Call you this kind? |
3480 | Like you the tale? |
3480 | Likes she the town? |
3480 | Lingers he? |
3480 | Live In the same house with me, and I another''s? |
3480 | Lives there anyone that may dispute your claim-- I mean vexatiously? |
3480 | Lovest thou me, Julia? |
3480 | Madam? |
3480 | Maid that loved would scarce do this? |
3480 | Mak''st thou not ready then to go to town? |
3480 | Mark you? |
3480 | Mark!--How say you now? |
3480 | May I trust thee? |
3480 | Mean you yourself? |
3480 | Mischance has fallen on me-- but what of that? |
3480 | Must I give o''er? |
3480 | My cousin Modus? |
3480 | Naught else? |
3480 | Now mark me-- can you count? |
3480 | Now mark:--Four times took I it back for the flounce; twice for the sleeves; three for the tucker-- How many times in all is that? |
3480 | Now tell me, how many times took I back the gown for the trimmings? |
3480 | Now what think you had the sempstress done to the gown? |
3480 | Now, Fathom, hast thou courage to stand by thy mistress? |
3480 | Now, why did the sempstress smile? |
3480 | O Julia, is it you? |
3480 | On my return, I found thee-- what? |
3480 | Or does he wait for orders to unfold His business? |
3480 | Or has he aught of thine? |
3480 | Or is thy lady love The newest still thou seest? |
3480 | Or takest thou but the name of his dependent? |
3480 | Or, will it please you send a verbal one? |
3480 | Orders? |
3480 | Pray who''s to be my bridegroom? |
3480 | Pray, who''s the object? |
3480 | Rank? |
3480 | Reflect''st thou on my shape? |
3480 | Regard what such would say? |
3480 | Say you so? |
3480 | Sees she I love her, and so laughs at me, Because I lack the front to woo her? |
3480 | Shall I give it o''er? |
3480 | Shall I give o''er? |
3480 | Shall I go on, or here leave off? |
3480 | She loves him? |
3480 | Should I speak first? |
3480 | Sir Thomas, say you? |
3480 | Sir, what''s that to you? |
3480 | Six thousand pounds a year? |
3480 | Some anything? |
3480 | Some brooch? |
3480 | Some love- letter? |
3480 | Some pin? |
3480 | Speaks he not? |
3480 | Stand they forth or not In bold and fair relief? |
3480 | Suppose a lady were in love with thee: Couldst thou by Ovid, cousin, find it out? |
3480 | Tell me again what said she to thee? |
3480 | Tell me with what you''d turn the scale? |
3480 | The drift of this? |
3480 | The finest wife? |
3480 | The love of kindred? |
3480 | The one will swim, where sinks the other one? |
3480 | The page, The thrall of love, more than the dungeon''s thrall, Is there? |
3480 | The princess? |
3480 | The song that last you learned You fancy well; and therefore shall you learn No other song? |
3480 | Then you guess He comes a wooing? |
3480 | Think''st thou I fear them? |
3480 | Thou dost not mean His lordship''s secretary? |
3480 | Thou lovest him? |
3480 | Thou wouldst not break thy heart for Master Walter? |
3480 | Thou''rt constancy? |
3480 | Was he not dead? |
3480 | Was n''t I in love? |
3480 | Was n''t I in love? |
3480 | Was n''t I in love? |
3480 | Was there not One Quentin Halworth there? |
3480 | Was''t not my comely hunch that taught it you? |
3480 | We d whom? |
3480 | We d whom? |
3480 | We''re ready-- why do n''t they present the bride? |
3480 | Wealth? |
3480 | Weighs love so much? |
3480 | Well, Fathom, is thy mistress up? |
3480 | Well, Fathom, who is come? |
3480 | Well, Master Walter? |
3480 | Well, Master Walter? |
3480 | Well, cousin Modus? |
3480 | Well, cousin? |
3480 | Well, is''t a bargain? |
3480 | Well, sir: What''s that? |
3480 | Well, sir? |
3480 | Well, sir? |
3480 | Well, sir? |
3480 | Well, sir? |
3480 | Well, ten times, as I said, took I back the gown for the trimmings; and was she content after all? |
3480 | Well, was I right? |
3480 | Well? |
3480 | Well? |
3480 | Well? |
3480 | Well? |
3480 | Well? |
3480 | Well? |
3480 | Well? |
3480 | What ails you, sweet? |
3480 | What brings it in? |
3480 | What could I do for her? |
3480 | What could she mean? |
3480 | What did he say?--A man might find it out, Though never read he Ovid''s Art of Love-- What did he say? |
3480 | What do you mean? |
3480 | What else could follow in a maid so bred? |
3480 | What else? |
3480 | What follows not? |
3480 | What good were it for me to mind his name? |
3480 | What great good fortune''s this you speak of, sir? |
3480 | What has fallen out to make your eyes fill up? |
3480 | What hast thou ears for, then? |
3480 | What have I to do with tears? |
3480 | What have my eyes to do with water? |
3480 | What is the book? |
3480 | What is''t behoves a wife to bring her lord? |
3480 | What is''t? |
3480 | What is''t? |
3480 | What kind of mouth have I? |
3480 | What mean This paleness and this trembling? |
3480 | What meanest thou? |
3480 | What means the knave by revels? |
3480 | What means this? |
3480 | What merit to be dropped on fortune''s hill? |
3480 | What more wouldst have me say? |
3480 | What say you, Julia? |
3480 | What see you in my face to wonder at? |
3480 | What shall I do? |
3480 | What shall I give thee for a minute''s talk About Sir Thomas? |
3480 | What shall I give thee in exchange for it? |
3480 | What shows that? |
3480 | What shows that? |
3480 | What then? |
3480 | What think you will Master Walter say when he comes back? |
3480 | What wait they for? |
3480 | What was it? |
3480 | What was''t to get? |
3480 | What wast thou then with wounded pride? |
3480 | What would you do? |
3480 | What would you learn? |
3480 | What would you weigh''gainst love That''s true? |
3480 | What''s honour''s price? |
3480 | What''s left me now? |
3480 | What''s that you read? |
3480 | What''s that? |
3480 | What''s that? |
3480 | What''s the matter? |
3480 | What''s this you have been plotting? |
3480 | What''s this? |
3480 | What''s this? |
3480 | What''s this? |
3480 | What''s to be done? |
3480 | What''s to be done? |
3480 | What''s to be done? |
3480 | What, likes she not to speak of me? |
3480 | What, since you went to college? |
3480 | What? |
3480 | What? |
3480 | When found you out You liked him not? |
3480 | When, Fathom? |
3480 | When, sir? |
3480 | Whence comes that letter? |
3480 | Where bought you it? |
3480 | Where did you purchase it? |
3480 | Where is his estate? |
3480 | Where left I off? |
3480 | Where the distinction else''twixt them and you? |
3480 | Where''s the bride? |
3480 | Wherefore a large glass, if not for a large draught? |
3480 | Wherefore didst not come to me? |
3480 | Wherefore do you hold Your face so close to mine? |
3480 | Wherefore? |
3480 | Wherefore? |
3480 | Which is it? |
3480 | Which of us, I wonder, comes he for? |
3480 | Which of us? |
3480 | Who are you? |
3480 | Who comes here? |
3480 | Who is he? |
3480 | Who says thy sex Are curious? |
3480 | Who speaks? |
3480 | Who''s Master Jones? |
3480 | Who''s come with you? |
3480 | Who, think you, follows him? |
3480 | Why cousin, are you frightened, that you stand As you were stricken dumb? |
3480 | Why did she taunt me With backwardness in love? |
3480 | Why do n''t you offer to support me? |
3480 | Why do you blush, dear cousin? |
3480 | Why do you follow me? |
3480 | Why do you hold me? |
3480 | Why do you pause? |
3480 | Why else should beat my heart? |
3480 | Why should I weep for him? |
3480 | Why should you? |
3480 | Why stand you poring there upon the ground? |
3480 | Why wedd''st thou, then? |
3480 | Why, cousin, do you squeeze me so? |
3480 | Why, other use know you? |
3480 | Why, what''s the matter? |
3480 | Why, where''s thy heart? |
3480 | Why? |
3480 | Will you contrive to get me into her chamber? |
3480 | Will you help Master Clifford to an interview with her? |
3480 | Will you take her letter, asks she you again? |
3480 | Will''t please you dress? |
3480 | Will''t please your ladyship to take the letter? |
3480 | Wilt give that lord a wife? |
3480 | Wilt make thyself A countess? |
3480 | Wilt write it? |
3480 | With honour? |
3480 | Would you not be more rich, More wise, more fair? |
3480 | Would you not know Another relative?--another friend-- Another house-- another anything, Because the ones you have already please you? |
3480 | Wouldst be a town queen, Julia? |
3480 | Wouldst for a fancy ride to town with him? |
3480 | Wouldst like to know? |
3480 | Wouldst read his letter? |
3480 | Wouldst read it? |
3480 | Wouldst thou not give thine eyes to wear it? |
3480 | Yea, make the index waver? |
3480 | You are not angry? |
3480 | You are not well yet? |
3480 | You bet? |
3480 | You did not? |
3480 | You do? |
3480 | You heard what Master Walter said? |
3480 | You keep a racing stud? |
3480 | You know the use, sir, of a sword? |
3480 | You like her, then? |
3480 | You mark those full- length portraits? |
3480 | You see this drapery? |
3480 | You will not give your hand? |
3480 | You would not flatter a poor citizen? |
3480 | You''d give it him? |
3480 | You''d we d that lord? |
3480 | You''ll be sure to do it? |
3480 | You''ll bear it? |
3480 | You''ll do it? |
3480 | You''ll like to take a friend? |
3480 | You''re from the town; How comes it, sir, you seek a country wife? |
3480 | You''re not the heir Direct to the fair baronetcy? |
3480 | You''re wondrous wise? |
3480 | You''ve a fair house-- you''ll get a mistress for it? |
3480 | Your lordship will subscribe? |
3480 | Your rise astounds you? |
3480 | Your virginal,''tis true, Hath a sweet tone; but does it follow thence, You shall not have another virginal? |
3480 | Your will? |
3480 | could n''t you, Julia? |
3480 | is it you? |
3480 | is''t about Sir Thomas? |
3480 | lord or gentleman? |
3480 | my baronet that was, My secretary now? |
3480 | no escape? |
3480 | no hope? |
3480 | run the waves so high? |
3480 | sparks so thick? |
3480 | walls so high- adorned? |
3480 | were you a gentleman, Master Thomas,--for then you know you would be a different kind of man,--how many times would you have your coat altered? |
3480 | what''s a father That you''ve not been to me? |
3480 | what''s the matter? |
3480 | will you stand by And see me forced to marry? |
21334 | ''Oons, madam, what d''ye mean? |
21334 | ''Oons, man, what ha''you been doing? |
21334 | ''Sdeath I I had forgot; what title will you give yourself? |
21334 | ''Sdeath, who doubts it? |
21334 | ''Sdeath, why ca n''t you be silent? |
21334 | ''Sdeath, why ca n''t you talk? |
21334 | ''Tis very late, sister, no news of your spouse yet? |
21334 | ''oons, an''t I martied? |
21334 | ''oons, what does the woman call barbarity? |
21334 | ''sdeath, who would not? |
21334 | --How are they armed, friend? |
21334 | --Raptures and paradise!--And why not now, my angel? |
21334 | --[_Aloud_] Mr. Martin, who was that man with my father? |
21334 | A crime? |
21334 | A famous hand, madam!--Your eyes, indeed, are featured there; but where''s the sparking moisture, shining fluid, in which they swim? |
21334 | A frightful goblin to the sight? |
21334 | A hundred pounds? |
21334 | A porcupine to the feeling? |
21334 | A sportsman, I suppose? |
21334 | Am not I your friend? |
21334 | And I hope you have made much of him? |
21334 | And has not a husband the same opportunities there for humbling a wife? |
21334 | And have you lived so long upon this ale, landlord? |
21334 | And have you succeeded? |
21334 | And how can you expect a blessing by going to church now? |
21334 | And how comes the change now? |
21334 | And how d''ye find yourself now, sir? |
21334 | And how did he relish it? |
21334 | And if you go to that, how can you, after what is passed, have the confidence to deny me? |
21334 | And is all this bustle about Gipsy? |
21334 | And is it so wid you, cussen? |
21334 | And is my tongue all your evidensh, joy? |
21334 | And married, you say? |
21334 | And must the fair apartment of my breast be made a stable for a brute to lie in? |
21334 | And one that knows your value well comes by and takes you up, is it not justice? |
21334 | And pray, how came the gentleman here? |
21334 | And pray, sir, how came I by the honour of seeing you now? |
21334 | And pray, sir, what is your true profession? |
21334 | And pray, which service do you like best? |
21334 | And so, madam, while I was telling twenty stories to part you from your husband, begar, I was bringing you together all the while? |
21334 | And then we shall go make my master''s bed? |
21334 | And this priest, I''m afraid, has converted the affections of your Gipsy? |
21334 | And was she the daughter of the house? |
21334 | And what then, sir? |
21334 | And what think you then of my daughter Cherry for a wife? |
21334 | And where go out? |
21334 | And where is your company now, captain? |
21334 | And where were you when your master fought? |
21334 | And you, good sir? |
21334 | And you, pray, sir? |
21334 | And, pray, who married my lady Manslaughter t''other day, the great fortune? |
21334 | And, sir, would not you be satisfied to serve a lady again? |
21334 | Are you for passion or humour? |
21334 | Are you prepared boat? |
21334 | Are your expectations answered? |
21334 | As I guessed.--Have you communicated the matter to the Count? |
21334 | Ay, ay-- who wants him? |
21334 | Ay, but if the parties should meet, doctor? |
21334 | Ay, minds, sir; do n''t you think that the mind takes place of the body? |
21334 | Brother Scrub, why do n''t you introduce me? |
21334 | But I suppose you expect one- and- twenty shillings in change? |
21334 | But d''ye hear, goody, you must not let your husband move too much? |
21334 | But do you think that I am so weak as to fall in love with a fellow at first sight? |
21334 | But how can you shake off the yoke? |
21334 | But how do you know, sister, but that, instead of rousing your husband by this artifice to a counterfeit kindness, he should awake in a real fury? |
21334 | But how must I behave myself between ye? |
21334 | But how shall I get off without being observed? |
21334 | But if the lady should come into her chamber, and go to bed? |
21334 | But in England, a country whose women are its glory, must women be abused? |
21334 | But now, sister, for an interview with this lord and this gentleman; how shall we bring that about? |
21334 | But pray, friend, which way does your master travel? |
21334 | But then his looks-- did you observe his eyes? |
21334 | But what do the people say? |
21334 | But what ladies are those? |
21334 | But what money have we left? |
21334 | But what think you there of Alexander''s battles? |
21334 | But who had you the money from? |
21334 | But, I mean, does he go upwards or downwards? |
21334 | But, friend, if your master be married, I presume you still serve a lady? |
21334 | But, hark''ee, where''s Hounslow and Bagshot? |
21334 | But, pray, madam, how came the poets and philosophers, that laboured so much in hunting after pleasure, to place it at last in a country life? |
21334 | But, sir, why should you put such a value upon my person, when you see it despised by one that knows it so much better? |
21334 | By your appointment? |
21334 | Ca n''t you give me a bill upon Cherry in the meantime? |
21334 | Can a jury sum up the endless aversions that are rooted in our souls, or can a bench give judgment upon antipathies? |
21334 | Can you play at whisk, sir? |
21334 | Coffee, brother? |
21334 | Come from London? |
21334 | Come, Dorinda, do n''t be angry, he''s my husband, and your brother; and, between both, is he not a sad brute? |
21334 | Come, gentlemen, I''ll end the dispute.--Here, landlord, is dinner ready? |
21334 | Come, madam, why do n''t you obey your mother''s commands? |
21334 | Come, my dear, have you conned over the catechise I taught you last night? |
21334 | Courage, Tom!--Shall I wish you joy? |
21334 | D''ye call, father? |
21334 | D''ye know of any other gentlemen o''the pad on this road? |
21334 | D''ye think I would deny you in such a case? |
21334 | Did not I tell you that my lord would find a way to come at you? |
21334 | Did you ever see a poet or philosopher worth ten thousand pounds? |
21334 | Did you ever see so pretty a well- bred fellow? |
21334 | Do I ever meddle with you? |
21334 | Do n''t you wonder, Monsieur le Count, that I was not at church this afternoon? |
21334 | Do you talk to any purpose? |
21334 | Do you think to any purpose? |
21334 | Does he?--Pray, sir, will you oblige us with a song? |
21334 | Does your master stay long in town, as the saying is? |
21334 | Dost think, child, that my limbs were made for leaping of ditches, and clambering over stiles? |
21334 | Eurydice perhaps-- How could thy Orpheus keep his word,{ 180} And not look back upon thee? |
21334 | Fat sort of plaace is dat saam Ireland? |
21334 | Father, would you have me give my secret for his? |
21334 | For shame, ladies, what d''ye do? |
21334 | For what? |
21334 | French all over.-- Do you know, sir, what ten thousand pounds English is? |
21334 | Gentlemen of his coat are welcome everywhere; will you make him a compliment from me and tell him I should be glad of his company? |
21334 | Going to London, mayhap? |
21334 | Had ever man so hopeful a pupil as mine!-- Come, my dear, why is love called a riddle? |
21334 | Hark''ee, sir knight, do n''t you banter now? |
21334 | Has the lady been any other way useful in her generation? |
21334 | Have my thoughts raised a spirit?--What are you, sir, a man or a devil? |
21334 | Have we not been a perpetual offence to each other? |
21334 | Have you alarmed anybody else with the news? |
21334 | Have you any veal? |
21334 | Have you courage enough to stand the appearance of''em? |
21334 | Have you got any fish or wildfowl? |
21334 | Have you no more, rascal? |
21334 | Have you prepared your brother? |
21334 | He has it there, you mean? |
21334 | How came he so familiar in the family? |
21334 | How came that to pass? |
21334 | How came these gentlemen here? |
21334 | How came you in? |
21334 | How can you be merry with the misfortunes of other people? |
21334 | How can you, after what is passed, have the confidence to ask me? |
21334 | How d''ye like it? |
21334 | How d''ye like that Venus over the chimney? |
21334 | How d''ye, sir? |
21334 | How long have we been married? |
21334 | How long, pray, have yon served your present master? |
21334 | How many is there of''em, Scrub? |
21334 | How shall I be sure of it? |
21334 | How? |
21334 | I ask you his name? |
21334 | I ca n''t at this distance, madam, distinguish the figures of the embroidery; will you give me leave, madam? |
21334 | I can afford it, ca n''t I? |
21334 | I come, an''t please your ladyship-- you''re my Lady Bountiful, an''t ye? |
21334 | I hope you did not come to rob me? |
21334 | I hope, sir, you have received no hurt? |
21334 | I intend to part her from her husband-- gentlemen, will you assist me? |
21334 | I suppose you served as footman before? |
21334 | I suppose, my lord, this gentleman is privy to our affairs? |
21334 | I thought that distemper had been only proper to people of quality? |
21334 | I''m-- my father calls; you plaguy devil, how durst you stop my breath so? |
21334 | In the name of wonder, whence came ye? |
21334 | In what manner was he taken? |
21334 | Inveterate stupidity I did you ever know so hard, so obstinate a spleen as his? |
21334 | Is Mr. Sullen''s family abed, think''ee? |
21334 | Is he a Frenchman? |
21334 | Is there on earth a thing we could agree in? |
21334 | Is there one Martin here? |
21334 | Is your company to quarter in Lichfield? |
21334 | Is your master used to these fits? |
21334 | It happens with us as among the men, the greatest talkers are the greatest cowards? |
21334 | It shall go hard but I find a way to be included in the treaty.--Where''s the doctor now? |
21334 | Ladies, shall I beg leave for my servant to wait on you, for he understands pictures very well? |
21334 | Landlord, have you any tolerable company in the house, I do n''t care for dining alone? |
21334 | Landlord, landlord, is the coast clear? |
21334 | Lord, madam, did not you command me to be gone just now, upon pain of your immortal hatred? |
21334 | Meaning your husband, I suppose? |
21334 | Mighty well!--And why is Love pictured blind? |
21334 | Morrow, my dear sister; are you for church this morning? |
21334 | Must man, the chiefest work of art divine, Be doom''d in endless discord to repine? |
21334 | Nay, but, captain, since we are by ourselves-- can he speak English, landlord? |
21334 | No matter, child; will you guide me immediately to the house? |
21334 | No, no, we shall disturb the family.--But will you be sure to keep the secret? |
21334 | Nor at all- fours? |
21334 | O Mr. Gibbet, what''s the news? |
21334 | O sir!--What will your honour please to drink, as the saying is? |
21334 | O sir, I ask your pardon, you''re the captain he told me of? |
21334 | Of what? |
21334 | Of whom? |
21334 | Oh, that''s right, you have a good many of those gentlemen: pray, how do you like their company? |
21334 | Or who could bear a tea- table,{ 240} Without talking of trifles for wit? |
21334 | Perpetual wormwood to the taste? |
21334 | Pray brother, how do you gentlemen in London like this same Pressing Act? |
21334 | Pray, Doctor Foigard, were you ever in Ireland? |
21334 | Pray, doctor, may I crave your name? |
21334 | Pray, madam, who drew it? |
21334 | Pray, sir, as the saying is, let me ask you one question: are not man and wife one flesh? |
21334 | Pray, sir, han''t I seen your face at Will''s coffee- house? |
21334 | Pray, sir, how d''ye like that piece? |
21334 | Pray, sir, what head is that in the corner there? |
21334 | Pray, sir, who are you? |
21334 | Pray, sister, how came my lord here? |
21334 | Pray, spouse, what did you marry for? |
21334 | Pray, what other company have you in town? |
21334 | Saave you, my dear cussen, how does your health? |
21334 | Scrub, will you undertake to secure him? |
21334 | Shall we kill the rogues? |
21334 | Shall we? |
21334 | Suppose I had? |
21334 | Sure I have had the dream of some poor mariner, a sleepy image of a welcome port, and wake involved in storms!--Pray, sir, who are you? |
21334 | Sut wo n''t that money look like a bribe? |
21334 | That may easily be.--But what shall we do now, sister? |
21334 | That''s much.--The fellow has been at the bar by his evasions.--But, pray, sir, what is your master''s name? |
21334 | That''s my dear little scholar, kiss me again.-- And why should Love, that''s a child, govern a man? |
21334 | That''s my dear.--What are the signs and tokens of that passion? |
21334 | That''s my good child, kiss me.---What must a lover do to obtain his mistress? |
21334 | The Count!--Did you hear nothing of Mrs. Sullen? |
21334 | The condition fails of his side.--Pray, madam, what did you marry for? |
21334 | The lips too are figured out; but where''s the carnation dew, the pouting ripeness that tempts the taste in the original? |
21334 | The physic works purely!--How d''ye find yourself now, my dear? |
21334 | The picture, indeed, has your dimples; but where''s the swarm of killing Cupids that should ambush there? |
21334 | The reason? |
21334 | The roads are consumed deep, I''m as dirty as Old Brentford at Christmas.--A good pretty fellow that; whose servant are you, friend? |
21334 | Then I presume you''re no captain? |
21334 | Then I suppose, sir, you heard something of your own barbarity? |
21334 | Then he has been in England before? |
21334 | Then will you grant me this, my dear? |
21334 | Then you say we must divide at the stairhead? |
21334 | Then you understand Latin, Mr Boniface? |
21334 | Then you wo n''t marry me? |
21334 | This gentleman is only travelling towards Chester, and would be glad of your company, that''s all.-- Come, captain, you''ll stay to- night, I suppose? |
21334 | To hinder two men from doing what they have no mind for.--But if you should chance to talk now of my business? |
21334 | Upon my soulvation dere ish, joy!--But cussen Mackshane, vil you not put a remembrance upon me? |
21334 | Upon what? |
21334 | Vel, and is dere any shin in going to bed, joy? |
21334 | Vel, is dere any shin for a man''s being in a closhet? |
21334 | Was he successful in his amours? |
21334 | Was not this blood shed in your defence, and my life exposed for your protection? |
21334 | Well, Mr. Boniface, what''s the news? |
21334 | Well, Scrub, have you secured your Tartar? |
21334 | Well, Scrub, what news of the gentleman? |
21334 | Well, daughter, as the saying is, have you brought Martin to confess? |
21334 | Well, doctor, I''ll take it_ logicè_ But what must I do with my conscience, sir? |
21334 | Well, my dear Bonny, you assure me that Scrub is a coward? |
21334 | Well, my dear, I''ll leave you to your rest; you''ll go directly to bed, I suppose? |
21334 | Were you born in France, doctor? |
21334 | What King of Spain, sir? |
21334 | What are the bars to your mutual contentment? |
21334 | What are the objects of that passion? |
21334 | What company has he? |
21334 | What d''ye think is my place in this family? |
21334 | What day o''th''week is this? |
21334 | What did he whisper to ye? |
21334 | What did your fellow say to ye? |
21334 | What do I hear? |
21334 | What does she mean? |
21334 | What does the fellow mean? |
21334 | What does the man mean? |
21334 | What footman, pray, mistress, is so happy as to be the subject of your contemplation? |
21334 | What have you got? |
21334 | What horses have they? |
21334 | What is he? |
21334 | What is love? |
21334 | What is the portion? |
21334 | What is the reason, sir, that you use me thus inhumanly? |
21334 | What is''t? |
21334 | What knight? |
21334 | What makes men trifle in dressing? |
21334 | What mortal man would be able At White''s half an hour to sit? |
21334 | What regiment, may I be so bold? |
21334 | What said you? |
21334 | What shall we do, sir? |
21334 | What singing was that I heard just now? |
21334 | What sort of a man is he? |
21334 | What sort of livery has the footman? |
21334 | What think you now? |
21334 | What was he banished for? |
21334 | What was your father? |
21334 | What will become of me? |
21334 | What will your worship please to have for supper? |
21334 | What witchcraft now have these two imps of the devil been a- hatching here? |
21334 | What would you have me do, doctor? |
21334 | What would you have, woman? |
21334 | What''s all this? |
21334 | What''s become of his servant? |
21334 | What''s become of my lord? |
21334 | What''s his name? |
21334 | What''s the matter now, madam? |
21334 | What''s the matter with his leg, goody? |
21334 | What''s the matter with the foolish girl? |
21334 | What''s the matter? |
21334 | What''s your name, sir? |
21334 | What, Mr. Gibbet, do you think that I paint? |
21334 | What, against my own brother? |
21334 | What, sirrah, wo n''t you march? |
21334 | What, then you do n''t usually drink ale? |
21334 | What? |
21334 | When shall I come? |
21334 | When were you at church before, pray? |
21334 | Whence comes he? |
21334 | Where am I? |
21334 | Where am I? |
21334 | Where did his illness take him first, pray? |
21334 | Where does love enter? |
21334 | Where were you born? |
21334 | Where''s this priest? |
21334 | Where, where is my Lady Bountiful?--Pray, which is the old lady of you three? |
21334 | Which way do they march? |
21334 | Who are you, sir? |
21334 | Who did that worthy lord my brother, single out of the side- box to sup with him t''other night? |
21334 | Who is he? |
21334 | Who is your brother, madam? |
21334 | Who''s that Lady Bountiful you mentioned? |
21334 | Why do n''t you part with her, sir? |
21334 | Why dost think so? |
21334 | Why, d''ye expect''em here? |
21334 | Why, did you never make love to anybody before? |
21334 | Why, sir, do n''t I see everybody? |
21334 | Why, was it the usquebaugh that killed her? |
21334 | Will you be pleased, my dear, to drink tea with us this morning? |
21334 | Will you give me that song, sir? |
21334 | Will you leave me? |
21334 | Will you please to dress, and go to church with me? |
21334 | Will you promise not to make yourself easy in the meantime with my lord''s friend? |
21334 | Will you take her, sir? |
21334 | With all my heart; who knows but you and I may come to be better acquainted, eh? |
21334 | Would you prevent their desires, and give the fellows no wishing- time? |
21334 | Yes, my Lord.--How does your lordship? |
21334 | Yes, yes, I did.--His eyes, well, what of his eyes? |
21334 | You do n''t use to lie with your wife in that pickle? |
21334 | You found the West Indies very hot, sir? |
21334 | You have served abroad, sir? |
21334 | You have taken a great deal of pains to instruct me, and what d''ye think I have learned by it? |
21334 | You have told this matter to nobody, brother? |
21334 | You know this fellow? |
21334 | You say, there''s another lady very handsome there? |
21334 | You wo n''t, sauce- box!--Pray, doctor, what, is the captain''s name that came to your inn last night? |
21334 | You''ll let me have her fortune too? |
21334 | You''re my landlord, I suppose? |
21334 | _ Savez- vous quelquechase de Mademoiselle Cherry?_{ 161}_ Enter a Countryman with a strong- box and a letter_. |
21334 | a gnawing vulture at the heart? |
21334 | a public house, and abed when other people sleep? |
21334 | all asleep? |
21334 | all dead? |
21334 | all? |
21334 | and without my consent? |
21334 | are they so? |
21334 | at the expense of my honour? |
21334 | better than the Count? |
21334 | by fat acquaintance are you my cussen? |
21334 | by whom? |
21334 | ca n''t they guess? |
21334 | can honour consist with ingratitude? |
21334 | can you procure me a pardon, doctor? |
21334 | casual violation is a transient injury, and may possibly be repaired, but can radical hatreds be ever reconciled? |
21334 | d''ye call that a moving thing? |
21334 | d''ye come to rob me? |
21334 | d''ye think we have no ears? |
21334 | did you mind that, girls? |
21334 | do n''t you know me? |
21334 | do you doubt my honour or my love? |
21334 | do you intend to be rude? |
21334 | do you know who you are? |
21334 | do you scruple? |
21334 | do you take me, madam, for an hospital child, that I must sit down, and bless my benefactors for meat, drink, and clothes? |
21334 | fey, is dere a brogue upon my faash too? |
21334 | ha!--Are you in love with her person her virtue, brother Scrub? |
21334 | have I embarked my small remains in the same bottom with yours, and you dispose of all without my partnership? |
21334 | hold!--And have you actually two thousand pounds? |
21334 | how d''ye smoke''em? |
21334 | is he not a demigod, a Narcissus, a star, the man i''the moon? |
21334 | is he really a clergyman? |
21334 | is that nothing? |
21334 | is your lordship so indifferent? |
21334 | it must be so, or how should we be strong that drink it? |
21334 | melancholy of a sudden? |
21334 | no, no, but-- Two thousand pounds, you say? |
21334 | now you spoil all; why should not we be as free in our friendships as the men? |
21334 | or is it only his travelling name, as my friend the captain has it? |
21334 | or of spreading of plasters, brewing of diet- drinks, and stilling rosemary- water, with the good old gentlewoman my mother- in- law? |
21334 | suppose the maiden lady has her lover too? |
21334 | vel, joy, and fat school was it? |
21334 | what a plague, d''ye think these romantic airs will do our business? |
21334 | what do you mean by humph? |
21334 | what dost mean? |
21334 | what evidence can prove the unaccountable disaffections of wedlock? |
21334 | what law can search into the remote abyss of nature? |
21334 | what would you have? |
21334 | what''s here? |
21334 | where are you going, sir? |
21334 | where is he? |
21334 | where women rule, must women be enslaved? |
21334 | who so blind could be, as not discern a swan among the ravens? |
21334 | why a Jesuit? |
21334 | why d''ye bawl so, father? |
21334 | why should you complain to me of your captivity, who am in chains myself? |
21334 | why, sir, do you take me for an atheist or a rake? |
21334 | why, you jade, as the saying is, can any woman wheedle that is not young? |
21334 | would you break yours to gain your liberty? |
21334 | would you make your mother a whore, and me a cuckold, as the saying is? |
21334 | would you wish your husband sick? |
21334 | { 50} Foi, Fat naam is upon me? |
4011 | Drink to me only with thine eyes,or"Still to be neat, still to be dressed"? |
4011 | ), fol., 1616; The Alchemist, 4to, 1612; Catiline, his Conspiracy, 4to, 1611; Bartholomew Fayre, 4to, 1614(? |
4011 | );(?) |
4011 | --Good: half a quarter? |
4011 | --How now? |
4011 | --Where is he now? |
4011 | A knight live by his verses? |
4011 | A sword? |
4011 | ADVISED, informed, aware;"are you--?" |
4011 | Alas, sir, do you ever think to find a chaste wife in these times? |
4011 | And Tom Otter, your princess shall be reconciled to you.--How now, gentlemen, do you look at me? |
4011 | And did not I take you up from thence, in an old greasy buff- doublet, with points, and green velvet sleeves, out at the elbows? |
4011 | And have you given him a key, to come in without knocking? |
4011 | And have you those excellent receipts, madam, to keep yourselves from bearing of children? |
4011 | And is the lock oil''d, and the hinges, to- day? |
4011 | And the quilting of the stairs no where worn out, and bare? |
4011 | And then her going in disguise to that conjurer, and this cunning woman: where the first question is, how soon you shall die? |
4011 | And what could have been the nature of this"purge"? |
4011 | And you have been with Cutbeard the barber, to have him come to me? |
4011 | And, he will come presently? |
4011 | Are we not all brothers and sisters, and as much akin in that, as godfathers and god- daughters? |
4011 | Art not thou next of blood, and his sister''s son? |
4011 | As I conceive, Cutbeard, this gentlewoman is she you have provided, and brought, in hope she will fit me in the place and person of a wife? |
4011 | BEDSTAFF,(?) |
4011 | BULLED,(?) |
4011 | But do you hear, master Morose? |
4011 | But is the disease so ridiculous in him as it is made? |
4011 | But what have you done to him within, that should provoke him thus? |
4011 | But why must I be blinded? |
4011 | CEN: And you will come to the college, and live with us? |
4011 | CEN: But when will you come, Morose? |
4011 | CEN: How like you her wit, Mavis? |
4011 | CEN: What have you, there? |
4011 | CEN:''Tis true, Mavis: and who will wait on us to coach then? |
4011 | CLER: And these ladies with you, knights? |
4011 | CLER: And what humour is she of? |
4011 | CLER: And yours, sir Amorous? |
4011 | CLER: Ay, is''t not? |
4011 | CLER: But where are your collegiates? |
4011 | CLER: Did you ever hear such a wind- sucker, as this? |
4011 | CLER: Do you hear, sir John? |
4011 | CLER: Do you not know that, sir? |
4011 | CLER: Dost thou i''faith, Amorous? |
4011 | CLER: Have you got the song yet perfect, I gave you, boy? |
4011 | CLER: How? |
4011 | CLER: I believe it, sir; where hold you your feast? |
4011 | CLER: Is''t not on, captain? |
4011 | CLER: No: for God''s sake, what is he? |
4011 | CLER: Shall I go fetch the ladies to the catastrophe? |
4011 | CLER: Shall I make a motion? |
4011 | CLER: Tut, she is married now, and you can not hurt her with any report; and therefore speak plainly: how many times, i''faith? |
4011 | CLER: Was not the character right of him? |
4011 | CLER: Was there ever such a two yards of knighthood measured out by time, to be sold to laughter? |
4011 | CLER: What college? |
4011 | CLER: What do you think of the poets, sir John? |
4011 | CLER: What else? |
4011 | CLER: What hast thou done? |
4011 | CLER: When were you there? |
4011 | CLER: Where''s Daw and La- Foole? |
4011 | CLER: Who is the president? |
4011 | CLER: Who knows the house? |
4011 | CLER: Why then,''tis no divorce, doctor, if she consent not? |
4011 | CLER: Why what should a man do? |
4011 | CLER: Why, I pray? |
4011 | CLER: Why, captain, what service? |
4011 | CLER: Why, what do you think of me, sir John? |
4011 | CLER: Why? |
4011 | CLER: Why? |
4011 | CLER: Why? |
4011 | CLER: Will you not go thither, then? |
4011 | CLER: Will you speak so kindly to sir John Daw, that has done you such an affront? |
4011 | CLER: Wilt thou ascribe that to merit now, was mere fortune? |
4011 | CLER: You lay in the same house with the bride, here? |
4011 | CLER: You take no notice of the business, I hope? |
4011 | CLER: Your dream, lady? |
4011 | CRY("he that cried Italian"),"speak in a musical cadence,"intone, or declaim(? |
4011 | CUT: But then there will arise a doubt, master parson, in our case, post matrimonium: that frigiditate praeditus-- do you conceive me, sir? |
4011 | CUT: But, gentlemen, you have not known her since matrimonium? |
4011 | CUT: I grant you; but how do they retractare, master parson? |
4011 | CUT: Or, if he do simulare himself frigidum, odio uxoris, or so? |
4011 | CUT: Yes; how if he do convalere? |
4011 | CUT: Your question is, For how many causes a man may have divortium legitimum, a lawful divorce? |
4011 | Call you this a riddle? |
4011 | Can he endure no noise, and will venture on a wife? |
4011 | Can he praestare fidem datam? |
4011 | Can you speak, lady? |
4011 | Come, an''t be no otherwise-- What say you? |
4011 | Could your gravity forget so old and noted a remnant, as lippis et tonsoribus notum? |
4011 | DAUP: Ay marry; but how will''t be done? |
4011 | DAUP: But are they not at the other place already, think you? |
4011 | DAUP: Can you take up ladies, sir? |
4011 | DAUP: Dares he ever speak? |
4011 | DAUP: Did not I tell you? |
4011 | DAUP: Do you know him? |
4011 | DAUP: Have you spoke with the lawyer, sir? |
4011 | DAUP: How camest thou to study these creatures so exactly? |
4011 | DAUP: How now, Cutbeard? |
4011 | DAUP: In verse, sir John? |
4011 | DAUP: Nay, I believe you.--Good sir Dauphine, did she desire me to forgive her? |
4011 | DAUP: No, faith; how mean you"with increase,"sir John? |
4011 | DAUP: Not both of them? |
4011 | DAUP: On what courtly lap hast thou late slept, to come forth so sudden and absolute a courtling? |
4011 | DAUP: Shall I have your favour perfect to me, and love hereafter? |
4011 | DAUP: Sir, that you be never troubled with a murmur of it more, what shall I hope for, or deserve of you? |
4011 | DAUP: Then this is a ballad of procreation? |
4011 | DAUP: Well, there be guests and meat now; how shall we do for music? |
4011 | DAUP: What ails you, sir? |
4011 | DAUP: What be those, in the name of Sphynx? |
4011 | DAUP: What is he for a vicar? |
4011 | DAUP: What was that Syntagma, sir? |
4011 | DAUP: What wilt thou do now, Wit? |
4011 | DAUP: Where is your princess, captain? |
4011 | DAUP: Where''s your sword, sir John? |
4011 | DAUP: Why did you marry one then, captain? |
4011 | DAUP: Why, sir? |
4011 | DAUP: Why, whom do you account for authors, sir John Daw? |
4011 | DAUP: Why, would not you live by your verses, sir John? |
4011 | DAUP: Why? |
4011 | DAUP: Why? |
4011 | DAUP: Why? |
4011 | DAUP: With me, madam? |
4011 | DAW: But he may be but phreneticus yet, mistress? |
4011 | DAW: Did she say so, i''faith? |
4011 | DAW: Is mistress Epicoene gone? |
4011 | DAW: Is the Thames the less for the dyer''s water, mistress? |
4011 | DAW: Is this gentleman- like, sir? |
4011 | DAW: It is true indeed, sir? |
4011 | DAW: O, did you so? |
4011 | DAW: Syntagma juris civilis; Corpus juris civilis; Corpus juris canonici; the king of Spain''s bible-- DAUP: Is the king of Spain''s bible an author? |
4011 | DAW: What good news, sir? |
4011 | DAW: What matter, sir? |
4011 | DAW: What say you, sir? |
4011 | DAW: Which is the way into the garden trow? |
4011 | DAW: Why? |
4011 | DAW: Will he? |
4011 | DAW: Will you go, gentlemen? |
4011 | DAW: Will you, sir Amorous, will you wound reputation? |
4011 | DAW: Yes, madam, I''ll make an epithalamium, I promise my mistress; I have begun it already: will you ladyship hear it? |
4011 | DAW[ within]: Is he gone, master Truewit? |
4011 | DIBBLE,(?) |
4011 | DISTANCE,(?) |
4011 | DOR,(?) |
4011 | Did not Pasiphae, who was a queen, love a bull? |
4011 | Did you not see my bull- head, gentlemen? |
4011 | Do you conceive me, gentlemen? |
4011 | Do you hear, lady- bride? |
4011 | Do you observe this gallery, or rather lobby, indeed? |
4011 | Do you think he will? |
4011 | Do you want any music? |
4011 | Does not the verse of your own canon say, Haec socianda vetant connubia, facta retractant? |
4011 | Does she refuse me? |
4011 | EPI: Ay, that is for the disease, servant: but what is this to the cure? |
4011 | EPI: But I shall disfurnish you, sir Amorous: can you spare it? |
4011 | EPI: But, ladies, do you count it lawful to have such plurality of servants, and do them all graces? |
4011 | EPI: How do you feel yourself, sir? |
4011 | EPI: How do you, sir? |
4011 | EPI: What will you tell me, servant? |
4011 | EPI: Will it please your ladyship, madam? |
4011 | EPI: Will sir Dauphine be mine enemy too? |
4011 | EPI: Will you go in and hear me do''t? |
4011 | EYEBRIGHT,(?) |
4011 | FIGGUM,(?) |
4011 | FROLICS,(?) |
4011 | FUGEAND,(?) |
4011 | For how many causes may a man be divorced, nephew? |
4011 | GRASS,(?) |
4011 | HAU: And have they confess''d? |
4011 | HAU: And would you offer it to a young gentlewoman? |
4011 | HAU: Good Morose, when you come to the college, will you bring him with you? |
4011 | HAU: I''faith, master Morose, would you steal a marriage thus, in the midst of so many friends, and not acquaint us? |
4011 | HAU: Is that his keeper, that is gone with him? |
4011 | HAU: Is this the silent woman? |
4011 | HAU: No, we''ll have her to the college: An she have wit, she shall be one of us, shall she not Centaure? |
4011 | HAU: O yes, Morose: how should we maintain our youth and beauty else? |
4011 | HAU: O, Trusty, which was it you said, your father, or your mother, that was cured with the Sick Man''s Salve? |
4011 | HAU: Shall we go in again, Morose? |
4011 | HAU: Was this his project? |
4011 | HAU: We see no ensigns of a wedding here; no character of a bride- ale: where be our scarves and our gloves? |
4011 | HAU: We wonder''d why you shriek''d so, mistress Otter? |
4011 | HAU: Where''s Trusty, my woman? |
4011 | HAU: Why not? |
4011 | HAU: Why, what made you there, mistress Otter? |
4011 | HAU: Will sir Dauphine do this? |
4011 | HAU: Will you, master Truewit? |
4011 | HOIDEN, hoyden, formerly applied to both sexes( ancient term for leveret? |
4011 | Has Harpocrates been here with his club, among you? |
4011 | Have I no friend that will make her drunk? |
4011 | Have you done me right, gentlemen? |
4011 | Have you persuaded your cousin? |
4011 | How does he for the bells? |
4011 | How long did the canvas hang afore Aldgate? |
4011 | How long will it be ere Cutbeard come? |
4011 | How, I pray? |
4011 | I offer''d him another condition; will you stand to that? |
4011 | I pray be gone companions.--And, gentlemen, I begin to suspect you for having parts with them.--Sir, will it please you hear me? |
4011 | I protest, sir John Daw, he is not this way: what will you do? |
4011 | Innocent!--I prithee, Ned, where lies she? |
4011 | Is a bear a fit beast, or a bull, to mix in society with great ladies? |
4011 | Is he not prorsus inutilis ad thorum? |
4011 | Is it for us to see their perukes put on, their false teeth, their complexion, their eye- brows, their nails? |
4011 | Is it not possible, that thou should''st answer me by signs, and I apprehend thee, fellow? |
4011 | Is she coming, and open, free? |
4011 | Is the door shut? |
4011 | Is this according to the instrument, when I married you? |
4011 | LA- F: Are the ladies come, sir John Daw, and your mistress? |
4011 | LA- F: Ay, ay, I will in: what''s the matter? |
4011 | LA- F: Has sir John Daw wrong''d me so inhumanly? |
4011 | LA- F: Noble sir John Daw, where have you been? |
4011 | LA- F: Or a torch for lighting many torches? |
4011 | LA- F: What''s here? |
4011 | LA- F: Where had you our swords, master Clerimont? |
4011 | LA- F: Wherein, gentlemen? |
4011 | LA- F: Who is that? |
4011 | LA- F: Why, sir? |
4011 | LA- F: Why, sweet master Truewit, will you entreat my cousin Otter to send me a cold venison pasty, a bottle or two of wine, and a chamber- pot? |
4011 | LA- F: Why? |
4011 | LA- F: Would you not, sir? |
4011 | Ladies;--servant, you have read Pliny and Paracelsus; ne''er a word now to comfort a poor gentlewoman? |
4011 | MAV: Gentlemen, have any of you a pen and ink? |
4011 | MAV: Say you so sir John? |
4011 | MINSITIVE,(?) |
4011 | MOR: And for her favours? |
4011 | MOR: Are these the two learned men? |
4011 | MOR: By no means, good sir; on to the rest: shall you ever come to an end, think you? |
4011 | MOR: Can you, master Truewit? |
4011 | MOR: Did you ever hear a more unnecessary question? |
4011 | MOR: For what? |
4011 | MOR: Gentle sir, have you done? |
4011 | MOR: Good sir, have I ever cozen''d any friends of yours of their land? |
4011 | MOR: Good sir, shall I hope this benefit from you, and trust myself into your hands? |
4011 | MOR: How, lady? |
4011 | MOR: Is this your bravo, ladies? |
4011 | MOR: Madam-- HAU: Pardon me, sir, I must insinuate your errors to you; no gloves? |
4011 | MOR: Not for love, I assure you, of you; do you see? |
4011 | MOR: O me, must I undergo that? |
4011 | MOR: O, is it so? |
4011 | MOR: Shall I have a lecture read upon me alive? |
4011 | MOR: What hour, sir? |
4011 | MOR: What is true gentlemen? |
4011 | MOR: What make these naked weapons here, gentlemen? |
4011 | MOR: What mean you, gentlemen? |
4011 | MOR: What say you lady? |
4011 | MOR: What say you, lady? |
4011 | MOR: What says he, Cutbeard? |
4011 | MOR: What says he? |
4011 | MOR: What, to poison me, that I might die intestate, and leave you possest of all? |
4011 | MOR: Where is the writing? |
4011 | MOR: Whose knave are you? |
4011 | MOR: Why? |
4011 | MOR: Will it please your ladyship command a chamber, and be private with your friend? |
4011 | MRS. OTT: A lady of her longings? |
4011 | MRS. OTT: Do I want teeth, and eyebrows, thou bull- dog? |
4011 | MRS. OTT: Is master Truewit gone? |
4011 | MRS. OTT: Will it please you to enter the house farther, gentlemen? |
4011 | MRS. OTT: You notorious stinkardly bearward, does my breath smell? |
4011 | Master bridegroom, where are you? |
4011 | Must my house or my roof be polluted with the scent of bears and bulls, when it is perfumed for great ladies? |
4011 | No!--Mistress bride, will you entreat in the ladies? |
4011 | None of my knaves there? |
4011 | Nunc est bibendum, nunc pede libero-- MOR[ ABOVE]: Villains, murderers, sons of the earth, and traitors, what do you there? |
4011 | ODLING,(?) |
4011 | OTT: And clear myself in foro conscientiae-- CUT: Because you want indeed-- MOR: Yet more? |
4011 | OTT: Ay, the question is, if you have carnaliter, or no? |
4011 | OTT: Ay: do you know what the degrees are, sir? |
4011 | PAGE: Not of the La- Fooles of Essex? |
4011 | PAGE: O, then he is animal amphibium? |
4011 | PAGE: Tom Otter? |
4011 | PAGE: With a truncheon, sir? |
4011 | PARANTORY,(?) |
4011 | PATOUN,(?) |
4011 | Paton, pellet of dough; perhaps the"moulding of the tobacco... for the pipe"( Gifford);(?) |
4011 | Shall I have a barricado made against my friends, to be barr''d of any pleasure they can bring in to me with their honourable visitation? |
4011 | Shall we go to him this morning? |
4011 | Should an ass exceed me in fortitude? |
4011 | Slight, what moved you to be thus impertinent? |
4011 | Speak, art thou in love in earnest? |
4011 | TIM,(?) |
4011 | TRUE: And your scholarship too? |
4011 | TRUE: Are you sure he is not gone by? |
4011 | TRUE: Arm''d? |
4011 | TRUE: As God[ shall] help me, if you utter such another word, I''ll take mistress bride in, and begin to you in a very sad cup; do you see? |
4011 | TRUE: Ay, sir: but who knows what satisfaction he''ll take? |
4011 | TRUE: Ay; did you hear him? |
4011 | TRUE: By your leave, sir;--I am a stranger here:--Is your name master Morose? |
4011 | TRUE: Daw it is: will you in? |
4011 | TRUE: Did not I tell thee, Dauphine? |
4011 | TRUE: Do you not wait for sir Amorous? |
4011 | TRUE: Does he that would marry her know so much? |
4011 | TRUE: Had it not been pity these two should have been concealed? |
4011 | TRUE: How does my noble captain? |
4011 | TRUE: How is that? |
4011 | TRUE: How will you get out of the house, sir? |
4011 | TRUE: I will lead you: Were you never there yet? |
4011 | TRUE: Is the barber to be seen, or the wench? |
4011 | TRUE: Nay, Jack Daw will not be out, at the best friends he has, to the talent of his wit: Where''s his mistress, to hear and applaud him? |
4011 | TRUE: O, are you here? |
4011 | TRUE: Sick of the uncle? |
4011 | TRUE: So should you be too, Jack Daw: what should keep you off? |
4011 | TRUE: Stay, ladies and gentlemen; you''ll hear, before you proceed? |
4011 | TRUE: Then it was the sick woman''s salve? |
4011 | TRUE: True: what''s six kicks to a man that reads Seneca? |
4011 | TRUE: Was there ever poor bridegroom so tormented? |
4011 | TRUE: Well, good master doctor, will you break the ice? |
4011 | TRUE: Where have you lived then? |
4011 | TRUE: Where''s master Morose? |
4011 | TRUE: Where''s thine uncle? |
4011 | TRUE: Wherein, for Gods- sake? |
4011 | TRUE: Whither were you going? |
4011 | TRUE: Why so? |
4011 | TRUE: Why, did you ever hope, sir, committing the secrecy of it to a barber, that less then the whole town should know it? |
4011 | TRUE: Why, is it not arrived there yet, the news? |
4011 | TRUE: Will you not? |
4011 | TRUE: With which of them, I prithee? |
4011 | TRUE: You will not do me that wrong, sir? |
4011 | TRUE: You''ll leave it to me, then? |
4011 | The sixth, cultus disparitas, difference of religion: have you ever examined her, what religion she is of? |
4011 | This is justum impedimentum, I hope, error personae? |
4011 | UNBORED,(?) |
4011 | WHETSTONE, GEORGE, an author who lived 1544(?) |
4011 | WHINILING,(?) |
4011 | WHIT,(?) |
4011 | Was Shakespeare then concerned in this war of the stages? |
4011 | Was not sir John Daw here, to ask for him, and the company? |
4011 | Were the people suffered to see the city''s Love and Charity, while they were rude stone, before they were painted and burnish''d? |
4011 | Were you ever so much as look''d upon by a lord or a lady, before I married you, but on the Easter or Whitsun- holidays? |
4011 | What did you bring me, should make you thus peremptory? |
4011 | What have I done, that may deserve this? |
4011 | What is it? |
4011 | What kind of creature is your bride here? |
4011 | What say you, sir? |
4011 | What says he? |
4011 | What shall I do? |
4011 | When saw you Dauphine Eugenie? |
4011 | When were you at the college? |
4011 | Where are all my eaters? |
4011 | Where is Mavis, Centaure? |
4011 | Where''s Haughty, Mavis? |
4011 | Where''s master Truewit? |
4011 | Where''s my cousin? |
4011 | Where''s your husband? |
4011 | Who gives you your maintenance, I pray you? |
4011 | Who saw La- Foole? |
4011 | Why, did you think you had married a statue, or a motion, only? |
4011 | Will you not take my word? |
4011 | Would you go to bed so presently, sir, afore noon? |
4011 | You have taken the ring off from the street door, as I bade you? |
4011 | ]: Are they? |
4011 | ]: Are you so skilful in stones? |
4011 | ]: But is he so arm''d, as you say? |
4011 | ]: How now, what think you, sirs? |
4011 | ]: Where are you, my lady Haughty? |
4011 | ]: Why, do not you know it, sir John Daw? |
4011 | and how many? |
4011 | and must thou blow thy horn too? |
4011 | and then out at the banquetting- house window, when Ned Whiting or George Stone were at the stake? |
4011 | and was not Calisto, the mother of Arcas, turn''d into a bear, and made a star, mistress Ursula, in the heavens? |
4011 | any cross? |
4011 | are they the poorer or the worse? |
4011 | are you stupid? |
4011 | bastarded their issue? |
4011 | begg''d a reversion from them? |
4011 | between whom? |
4011 | blood he thirsts for, and blood he will have: and whereabouts on you he will have it, who knows but himself? |
4011 | bought their possessions? |
4011 | did you ever see a fellow set out to take possession? |
4011 | did you ever see me carry dishes? |
4011 | did you see no collegiates, gentlemen? |
4011 | do I allow you your half- crown a day, to spend where you will, among your gamsters, to vex and torment me at such times as these? |
4011 | do you mark, sir? |
4011 | do you not hear, sir Amorous, how you are abus''d? |
4011 | do you say so, sir John? |
4011 | do you see what blue spots he has? |
4011 | dumb? |
4011 | flacon) round the neck(?). |
4011 | ha, lady? |
4011 | have you found that out? |
4011 | have you had your pleasure of me? |
4011 | how can you justify your own being of a poet, that so slight all the old poets? |
4011 | how dost thou quit thyself of these females? |
4011 | is he come again? |
4011 | is he? |
4011 | is she gone? |
4011 | is that, sir, a lawful impediment? |
4011 | is the bull, bear, and horse in rerum natura still? |
4011 | is your name master Morose? |
4011 | let''s see him: can he endure no noise? |
4011 | maim a man for ever, for a jest? |
4011 | next, if her present servant love her? |
4011 | next, if she shall have a new servant? |
4011 | no epithalamium? |
4011 | no garters? |
4011 | no masque? |
4011 | no scarves? |
4011 | nor hear, nor regard ourselves? |
4011 | nothing? |
4011 | now? |
4011 | one of the French puppets, with the eyes turn''d with a wire? |
4011 | or give her a little laudanum? |
4011 | or man, indeed? |
4011 | or opium? |
4011 | or some innocent out of the hospital, that would stand with her hands thus, and a plaise mouth, and look upon you? |
4011 | publicly? |
4011 | succeeds it, or no? |
4011 | taken forfeit of their mortgage? |
4011 | that I would be princess, and reign in mine own house: and you would be my subject, and obey me? |
4011 | thus accoutred with thy horn? |
4011 | to 1587(?). |
4011 | to what purpose? |
4011 | wait upon them? |
4011 | was there ever such an impudence? |
4011 | what ail you sirs? |
4011 | what do you assure me? |
4011 | what else, sir? |
4011 | what is his Christian name? |
4011 | what is''t? |
4011 | what means he, sir? |
4011 | what murderer, hell- hound, devil can this be? |
4011 | what news? |
4011 | what news? |
4011 | what precedence she shall have by her next match? |
4011 | what say you, lady? |
4011 | what service? |
4011 | what villain, what prodigy of mankind is that? |
4011 | what''s become of him, Dauphine? |
4011 | what''s he? |
4011 | what''s their plain dealing, trow? |
4011 | when saw you La- Foole? |
4011 | when there are so many masques, plays, Puritan preachings, mad folks, and other strange sights to be seen daily, private and public? |
4011 | where is this impostor, Cutbeard? |
4011 | which of her family would make the best bawd, male, or female? |
4011 | which of you led first? |
4011 | who allows you your horse- meat and man''s meat? |
4011 | who is his agent in the business? |
4011 | who''s his physician, can you tell, that knows the state of his body best, that I might send for him? |
4011 | why should women deny their favours to men? |
4011 | why stand you mute? |
4011 | why? |
4011 | wilt thou break? |
4011 | wilt thou break? |
4011 | would not one of these have served, do you think, sir? |
4011 | would not one of these have served? |
4011 | you meant so, I am sure? |
4011 | your four pair of stockings, one silk, three worsted? |
4011 | your three suits of apparel a year? |
3612 | A good broad chest, eh? |
3612 | A hundherd a year is twelve- pound a month, is n''t it? |
3612 | A hwat? |
3612 | A salary, is it? |
3612 | A theory? |
3612 | After all, you must have had a fancy or two yourself, eh? |
3612 | After staying away eighteen years he can harly expect us to be very anxious to see him, can he now? |
3612 | Ah then, how could you stay at a public house? |
3612 | Ah, hwy ca n''t you hold your tongue, Patsy, before Father Dempsey? |
3612 | Am I interfering with him? |
3612 | Am I to be towld dhis afther all me sufferins? |
3612 | An d''ye mean to tell me to me face that you''ve ever been in love before? |
3612 | An how can I help you? |
3612 | An how could I let any other man touch me after that? |
3612 | An how do you like it? |
3612 | An hwy could n''t you wait to tell us until Father Dempsey was gone? |
3612 | An is it the afthernoon it is already? |
3612 | An is that yourself, Misther Grasshopper? |
3612 | An so you''re thinkin o comin to Ireland for a bit? |
3612 | An tell me dhis: have yanny Coercion Acs in England? |
3612 | An who are you, to offer to taitch me manners? |
3612 | An whose things was I to lave behind? |
3612 | An would you let me demean meself like that, just to get yourself into parliament? |
3612 | And has Mr Doyle not come with you? |
3612 | And how have you been all this time? |
3612 | And how will you drag our acres from the ferret''s grip of Matthew Haffigan? |
3612 | And that your shadow might never be less? |
3612 | And wished you more power to your elbow? |
3612 | And yet what else have I to write about? |
3612 | Anybody been looking for me? |
3612 | Are n''t you ashamed to talk about such things? |
3612 | Are you afraid of a poor insect because I pretended it was talking to me? |
3612 | Are you drunk, Patsy Farrell? |
3612 | Are you one? |
3612 | Are you really mad, Mr Keegan? |
3612 | Are you sure he''s such a fool after all, Aunt Judy? |
3612 | Are you wanting to get back to England already? |
3612 | Arra hould your whisht: who''s goin to send him into parliament? |
3612 | Arra how could he be Larry, woman alive? |
3612 | Arra hwat ud happen to her? |
3612 | Arra musha he''s good enough for parliament what is there to do there but gas a bit, an chivy the Goverment, an vote wi dh Irish party? |
3612 | Arra since when? |
3612 | Arra what d''ye mean, you young fool? |
3612 | Arra why should n''t they? |
3612 | Arra why? |
3612 | Arra would you mind what the like of him would tell you? |
3612 | Arra, hwat am I to call you? |
3612 | Besides, you do n''t seriously suppose that Haffigan can humbug me, do you? |
3612 | But did you ever say anything that would justify her in waiting for you? |
3612 | But do n''t you want to see your country again after 18 years absence? |
3612 | But how soon? |
3612 | But hwat man in his senses ever wanted to give land to Patsy Farrll an dhe like o him? |
3612 | But really and truly now, were n''t the people rather disappointing? |
3612 | But sure Larry''s as good as English: are n''t you, Larry? |
3612 | But this is such a horrible doubt to put into my mind-- to-- to-- For Heaven''s sake, Miss Reilly, am I really drunk? |
3612 | But was n''t it only because you knew more Latn than Father Dempsey that he was jealous of you? |
3612 | But what about your present member? |
3612 | But what sane man can deny that an Englishman''s first duty is his duty to Ireland? |
3612 | But what''s the use of talking to you? |
3612 | By the way, had n''t I better see about a room at the hotel? |
3612 | By the way, have you a photograph of her? |
3612 | Ca n''t you tell the difference between your priest and any ole madman in a black coat? |
3612 | Can you deny these qualities and habits in yourself, sir? |
3612 | Can you start tonight-- from Paddington? |
3612 | Can you tell me where it is? |
3612 | Could you have told me this morning where hell is? |
3612 | D''ye have the face to set up England agen Ireland for injustices an wrongs an disthress an sufferin? |
3612 | D''ye know, yourself? |
3612 | D''ye mane Heavn? |
3612 | D''ye mind that now? |
3612 | D''ye see the top o the Roun Tower there? |
3612 | D''ye think Broadbent''d len me a little? |
3612 | D''ye think he''d lend me 300 pounds on the farm, Larry? |
3612 | D''ye think that''s the same with everybody? |
3612 | Deedn why should they want to hurt poor Corny? |
3612 | Did I tell you to carry that hamper carefully or did I not? |
3612 | Did anything wake yup with a thump at three o''clock? |
3612 | Did he call you the broth of a boy? |
3612 | Did he leave any message? |
3612 | Did jever get a letter I wrote you last February? |
3612 | Did n''t it give three cheers n say it was a divil out o hell? |
3612 | Did the tithes ever come off you? |
3612 | Did you call, sir? |
3612 | Did you mind what he said about rethrenchment? |
3612 | Did you notice anything about me last night when I came in with that lady? |
3612 | Did you try the pottine, Hodson? |
3612 | Didjever suffer from injustice and starvation? |
3612 | Do I look sleek? |
3612 | Do n''t you know the story? |
3612 | Do n''t you see that it only whistled to tell me Miss Reilly''s comin? |
3612 | Do n''t you? |
3612 | Do you doubt my seriousness about Home Rule? |
3612 | Do you know what Nora eats? |
3612 | Do you know why? |
3612 | Do you mean to say that you are going to refuse me? |
3612 | Do you remember me? |
3612 | Do you remember where I put my revolver? |
3612 | Do you suppose Tom Broadbent would gow off himself to arness a orse? |
3612 | Do you suppose a man need be a Celt to feel melancholy in Rosscullen? |
3612 | Do you think I''m humbugging you? |
3612 | Do you think it will bear two, Larry? |
3612 | Do you think so? |
3612 | Do you think you could collect a crowd to see the motor? |
3612 | Do you, Barney? |
3612 | Do you, Mr Keegan? |
3612 | Does it mane altherin annythin dhats as it is now? |
3612 | Eh? |
3612 | Eh? |
3612 | Eh? |
3612 | Eh? |
3612 | Eh? |
3612 | Eh? |
3612 | Eh? |
3612 | Eh? |
3612 | Eh? |
3612 | Eh? |
3612 | Fadher Dempsey sez you''re not a priest; n we all know you''re not a man; n how do we know what ud happen to us if we showed any disrespect to you? |
3612 | Fadher Dempsey: will you tell him dhat me mother''s ant was shot and kilt dead in the sthreet o Rosscullen be a soljer in the tithe war? |
3612 | Fadher Dempsey: would n''t you think well to ask him what he manes about the lan? |
3612 | For instance, you would understand them, eh? |
3612 | Forty thousand? |
3612 | Has ennybody been doin ennything to you? |
3612 | Has he a vote? |
3612 | Has he gone for the pig? |
3612 | Has he gone mad? |
3612 | Has she accepted you? |
3612 | Has that saved England from poverty and degradation more horrible than we have ever dreamed of? |
3612 | Have n''t you lunched? |
3612 | Have yanny removables? |
3612 | Have you Dublin Castle to suppress every newspaper dhat takes the part o your own counthry? |
3612 | Have you any theory as to what the Round Towers were for? |
3612 | Have you been to the village? |
3612 | Have you considered what is to become of Haffigan? |
3612 | Have you ever been here before? |
3612 | Have you ever been in Ireland? |
3612 | Have you ever heard of Garden City? |
3612 | Have you left that hamper for me? |
3612 | Have you now? |
3612 | Have you thought of that? |
3612 | How can you like what''s not natural? |
3612 | How can you talk such nonsense about yourself? |
3612 | How could I go back from it if I did? |
3612 | How dar you call me Paddy? |
3612 | How dar you, Patsy Farrell, put your own wicked little spites and foolishnesses into the heart of your priest? |
3612 | How dare you touch me? |
3612 | How dijjescape at all at all? |
3612 | How do you feel when you see her handwriting? |
3612 | How do you know? |
3612 | How do you like the Irish, Hodson? |
3612 | How is the man to marry and live a decent life on less? |
3612 | How many of all those millions that have left Ireland have ever come back or wanted to come back? |
3612 | How many tumblers had you? |
3612 | How much did he touch you for? |
3612 | How much money did he borrow? |
3612 | How much? |
3612 | How often have I told you you''re too ready to take offence where none is meant? |
3612 | How often have you heard me bid you call Mister Keegan in his proper name, the same as I do? |
3612 | How the divil are we to live on wan anodher''s sufferins? |
3612 | How will Barney Doran''s millrace agree with your motor boats? |
3612 | How will you persuade Cornelius Doyle to forego the pride of being a small landowner? |
3612 | How''s yourself, Larry? |
3612 | Howkn I carry three men''s luggage at wanst? |
3612 | Hwat about Home Rule? |
3612 | Hwat call has he to talk about the lan, that never was outside of a city office in his life? |
3612 | Hwat d''ye think, Father Dempsey? |
3612 | Hwat does Reform mane, sir? |
3612 | Hwat does it matter to us hwat your opinions are? |
3612 | Hwat hotel? |
3612 | Hwat sort of a fella is he at all at all? |
3612 | Hwat? |
3612 | Hwats all dhis about Patsy Farrll? |
3612 | Hweres Nora? |
3612 | Hwy ca n''t you tell a raisonable lie when you''re about it? |
3612 | Hwy need you fall out about HIM? |
3612 | Hwy not? |
3612 | I do n''t wish to be impertinent, as you know, Larry; but are you sure she has nothing to do with your reluctance to come to Ireland with me? |
3612 | I mean how old were you when she came? |
3612 | I should think the girls must have seemed rather coarse and dowdy after the foreign princesses and people? |
3612 | I suppose now you''ve come out to make yourself miserable by admyerin the sunset? |
3612 | I was so startled-- It''s a beautiful night, is n''t it? |
3612 | I''m not your first love? |
3612 | I-- DORAN[ with violent impatience] Arra who''s goin to give your lan to Patsy, yowl fool ye? |
3612 | In Heaven''s name, what for? |
3612 | Is Ireland never to have a chance? |
3612 | Is anything wrong with old Mat? |
3612 | Is he as ready as that? |
3612 | Is he going to retire? |
3612 | Is it Fin McCool you mean? |
3612 | Is it a dangerous part you''re going to, sir? |
3612 | Is it making love to me you are? |
3612 | Is it still Larry the bould Fenian? |
3612 | Is it to throw meself at your head the minute the word is out o your mouth? |
3612 | Is that all you have to say to me, Larry? |
3612 | Is that the truth? |
3612 | Is that you, Larry? |
3612 | Is that your religion, to be afraid of a little deeshy grasshopper? |
3612 | Is that yourself, Mat Haffigan? |
3612 | It''s all right and comfortable and happy now, is n''t it? |
3612 | MATTHEW[ glowering disdainfully at Hodson, and sitting down on Cornelius''s chair as an act of social self- assertion] N are you the valley? |
3612 | Man alive, hwere have you been living all these years? |
3612 | May I ask how long it took you to come to business? |
3612 | May I say how deeply I feel the kindness with which I have been overwhelmed since my accident? |
3612 | Miss Doyle: my wandering fit has come on me: will you excuse me? |
3612 | Miss Reilly is not a waitress, is she? |
3612 | Musha what sort o disease is zhouragassid? |
3612 | N d''ye call this airly, God help you? |
3612 | N how d''ye make dhat out, if I might ask you, Mr Broadbent? |
3612 | No doubt; but may we venture to ask what is the mystery of this world? |
3612 | No, really? |
3612 | Not any-- er--? |
3612 | Now do you understand? |
3612 | Now that you know what a travelled man I am, what can I do for you? |
3612 | Now what is it? |
3612 | Oh you have, have you? |
3612 | Oh, Larry, how could you ask him such a thing? |
3612 | Oh, by the way, did I tell you that we''re engaged? |
3612 | Oh, d''ye think I''ll die before the year''s out, Fadher? |
3612 | Oh, how do I know? |
3612 | Oh, what''s the use of talking to such a man? |
3612 | On this holy ground, as you call it, eh? |
3612 | Once more, Tom, will you listen to me? |
3612 | Only a whimsical Irishman, eh? |
3612 | Or was I sober enough to be bound to repeat it now that I am undoubtedly sober? |
3612 | Patsy: what did I tell you about callin me Father Keegan an your reverence? |
3612 | Perhaps so: what is it? |
3612 | Quite sure? |
3612 | Rather a failure, this first meeting after eighteen years, eh? |
3612 | Revolver, sir? |
3612 | Savin Fadher Dempsey''s presence, eh? |
3612 | Shall I fetch him, sir? |
3612 | Shall I go for her? |
3612 | Shall we go down to the road and meet the car? |
3612 | Shall we sit down? |
3612 | She would n''t like it, would she? |
3612 | Should I be expected to carry a revolver, sir? |
3612 | Since when? |
3612 | Stop laughing: do you hear? |
3612 | Suppose it was a divil, what call have you to fear it? |
3612 | That helps you to face out the misery and the poverty and the torment, does n''t it? |
3612 | That''s what you call a fortune in Rosscullen, is it? |
3612 | That''s where I come in: eh? |
3612 | The point is, was I drunk enough not to be morally responsible for my proposal? |
3612 | The valley? |
3612 | Then hwat did you mane be talkin about givin him lan? |
3612 | Then why did n''t you if you''re an honorable man? |
3612 | Then you are not the first martyr of your family, Mr Haffigan? |
3612 | Three cheers for ould Ireland, is it? |
3612 | Tired? |
3612 | Tom: why do you select my most tragic moments for your most irresistible strokes of humor? |
3612 | Toujours Ballyhooly, eh? |
3612 | Was I fit for the responsibility or was I not? |
3612 | Was Patsy Farrll ever ill used as I was ill used? |
3612 | Was he industrious? |
3612 | Was that all you used to be thinking about? |
3612 | Was that it, Tom? |
3612 | We all have to stretch it a bit in politics: hwat''s the use o pretendin we do n''t? |
3612 | Well, Tim, will you come with me and help to break the ice between me and your warmhearted, impulsive countrymen? |
3612 | Well, what is there to say? |
3612 | Well, what shall we do? |
3612 | Well, what was I to do? |
3612 | Well, why could n''t you say so at once? |
3612 | Well, why not? |
3612 | Well-- er-- er-- well, to put it plainly, was I drunk? |
3612 | Well? |
3612 | Well? |
3612 | Were yever thinkin o goin into parliament at all, Larry? |
3612 | Were you at all hard hit? |
3612 | Were you spyin on me? |
3612 | Were you thinking of your money, Nora? |
3612 | What I say is, why not start a Garden City in Ireland? |
3612 | What am I to say to him? |
3612 | What are you doing here? |
3612 | What are you laughing at? |
3612 | What call have you to look down on Patsy Farrell? |
3612 | What call have you to look down on me? |
3612 | What d''ye mean by Hm!? |
3612 | What did Father Dempsey tell you about it? |
3612 | What did he ever suffer, I''d like to know? |
3612 | What did n''t? |
3612 | What did you think? |
3612 | What difference does that make? |
3612 | What do you expect me to do? |
3612 | What do you mean? |
3612 | What do you say? |
3612 | What do you want? |
3612 | What does it all come to? |
3612 | What good was it to them? |
3612 | What has Larry to do with it? |
3612 | What horse can go forty mile an hour? |
3612 | What is he to say to me? |
3612 | What is it like in your dreams? |
3612 | What is it? |
3612 | What is it? |
3612 | What is it? |
3612 | What is the use of giving land to such men? |
3612 | What is there behind it? |
3612 | What is there to laugh at? |
3612 | What might rethrenchment mane now? |
3612 | What more do we want to make us merry? |
3612 | What need you do? |
3612 | What of? |
3612 | What ought I to do? |
3612 | What sort of thing ded you mean, sir? |
3612 | What story have you heard about that? |
3612 | What the jeuce does Nora want to go to the Roun Tower for? |
3612 | What use do you suppose all this drivel is to men with serious practical business in hand? |
3612 | What was he doing here? |
3612 | What were you doin there, Patsy, listnin? |
3612 | What wickedness have you done to bring that curse on you? |
3612 | What would he be doing with a theory? |
3612 | What would you say if I proposed a visit to YOUR father? |
3612 | What''s that got to do with our English national character? |
3612 | What''s that you say? |
3612 | What''s that? |
3612 | What''s the good of the man that''s starved out of a farm murdering the man that''s starved into it? |
3612 | What''s the matter? |
3612 | What''s the matter? |
3612 | What''s to grieve them? |
3612 | What''s wrong with you today, Larry? |
3612 | What? |
3612 | Where else can I go? |
3612 | Where is Mr Haffigan? |
3612 | Where the devil did you pick up that seedy swindler? |
3612 | Where''s Mr Doyle? |
3612 | Where''s your father? |
3612 | Where''s your manners to go skyrocketin like that out o the box in the middle o your confession[ he threatens it with his stick]? |
3612 | Which of us has any right to reproach the other? |
3612 | Which would you say this counthry was: hell or purgatory? |
3612 | Who are you? |
3612 | Who are you? |
3612 | Who can blame him, Miss Doyle? |
3612 | Who can blame him? |
3612 | Who did he mean be that? |
3612 | Who''s there? |
3612 | Whose bruddher? |
3612 | Why are you so bitter? |
3612 | Why are you so down on every Irishman you meet, especially if he''s a bit shabby? |
3612 | Why ca n''t you say a simple thing simply, Larry, without all that Irish exaggeration and talky- talky? |
3612 | Why could n''t he throw the pig out into the road? |
3612 | Why could n''t they pay as well as Billy Byrne that took it after them? |
3612 | Why did n''t Mr Broadbent stop the car when the pig was gone? |
3612 | Why did n''t he wait? |
3612 | Why did n''t you give it up? |
3612 | Why did you stay here? |
3612 | Why do you talk to me in that unfeeling nonsensical way? |
3612 | Why not? |
3612 | Why not? |
3612 | Why not? |
3612 | Why should I be glad? |
3612 | Why should he come? |
3612 | Why should n''t it satisfy me? |
3612 | Why would you be such a fool as to let him take the seat in parliament from you? |
3612 | Why? |
3612 | Why? |
3612 | Will Doolan help you to get a license for your hotel? |
3612 | Will I come to Madagascar or Cochin China wid you? |
3612 | Will you always be duped by Acts of Parliament that change nothing but the necktie of the man that picks your pocket? |
3612 | Will you take it or leave it? |
3612 | Wo n''t you come down to Doolan''s and have a dhrop o brandy to take the shock off? |
3612 | Wo n''t you stay to tea? |
3612 | Wot else? |
3612 | Wots wrong with you, old chap? |
3612 | Would he len me five hunderd, d''ye think? |
3612 | Would it? |
3612 | Would n''t I? |
3612 | Would you have done such a thing? |
3612 | Yes of course I do: why should I tell you lies about it? |
3612 | Yes sir? |
3612 | Yes, sir? |
3612 | Yes, yes, yes? |
3612 | Yes: why not? |
3612 | Yes? |
3612 | You DO remember the places, then? |
3612 | You HWAT??? |
3612 | You HWAT??? |
3612 | You HWAT??? |
3612 | You agree with me, Mr Keegan, do n''t you? |
3612 | You answer the letters? |
3612 | You are satisfied? |
3612 | You are sure you are not allowing your enthusiasm for our principles to get the better of your judgment? |
3612 | You do n''t feel nervous about it, I suppose? |
3612 | You do n''t suppose I believe it, do you? |
3612 | You do n''t suppose I believe you, do you? |
3612 | You feel at home in the world, then? |
3612 | You feel better now, do n''t you? |
3612 | You find that contact with English ideas is stimulating, eh? |
3612 | You have some distance to go, Mr Haffigan: will you allow me to drive you home? |
3612 | You know the English plan, Mr Haffigan, do n''t you? |
3612 | You mean that it''s an act of treachery to Larry? |
3612 | You schoopid ass, what d''ye mean? |
3612 | You understand me? |
3612 | You wo n''t mind me axin, will ye? |
3612 | You''re glad of that? |
3612 | You''re goin to Ireland, then, out o sympithy: is it? |
3612 | You''re not going to cry, are you? |
3612 | You''ve come to me quicker than he has, have n''t you? |
3612 | You''ve nothin against that, have you? |
3612 | [ Before moving his plate] Have you done? |
3612 | [ Beginning to reflect] But look here: when were you drunk? |
3612 | [ Fluctuating] You really think so? |
3612 | [ Frightened a little] Who''s that? |
3612 | [ Genteelly] An what do you think of Ireland, Mr Broadbent? |
3612 | [ Going closer to her, anxiously and tenderly] You have n''t got neuralgia, have you? |
3612 | [ He sits down at the writing table opposite Larry, and adds, casually, but with an anxious glance at his partner] You''re coming with me, of course? |
3612 | [ Pleasantly, to the subject of this description] Are we, Mat? |
3612 | [ Shouting] Hallo, Patsy Farrell, where are you? |
3612 | [ Snarling angrily at Cornelius] Am I to be compared to Patsy Farrll, that does n''t harly know his right hand from his left? |
3612 | [ To Broadbent] Why d''ye put up with his foolishness, Mr Broadbent? |
3612 | [ To Keegan] What''s the true version of the story of that black man you confessed on his deathbed? |
3612 | [ Whispering] Do n''t you want to stay an vote against him? |
3612 | [ pointing with his stick to the sunset] that''s the gate o glory, is n''t it? |
3612 | and hwat have you been dreaming of? |
3612 | d''ye see? |
3612 | did you now? |
3612 | do you think he''s had n axidnt? |
3612 | eh? |
3612 | how is that possible? |
3612 | is it Jews you want to make of us? |
3612 | is it the sofa you''re afraid of? |
3612 | is this English sentiment so much more efficient than our Irish sentiment, after all? |
3612 | it''s all right: do you think I''d let you do it if it was n''t? |
3612 | not less than forty- two inches-- no: do n''t fuss: never mind the conventions: we''re two friends, are n''t we? |
3612 | that I appear drunk to you, Miss Reilly? |
3612 | that you do n''t care for me? |
3612 | the man that told the story of Haffigan''s pig Barney Doran''s way or Broadbent''s way? |
3612 | then? |
3612 | they''ve transferred the honor to you, have they? |
3612 | to see your people, to be in the old home again? |
3612 | what do you mean? |
3612 | what does it matter where an old and broken man spends his last days, or whether he has a million at the bank or only the workhouse dole? |
3612 | where are you jumpin to? |
3612 | where''s me pig? |
3612 | which would you rather give it to? |
3612 | why did n''t you tell me that before? |
3612 | you ask my advice about Miss Reilly? |
5333 | Drink to me only with thine eyes,or"Still to be neat, still to be dressed"? |
5333 | ''Heart, where should they be trow? |
5333 | ''Slight, what breath of a conjurer hath blown thee hither in this shape? |
5333 | ''Tis your right Trinidado: did you never take any master Stephen? |
5333 | ''are not you here by appointment of justice Clement''s man? |
5333 | ''tis not my son disguised? |
5333 | ), fol., 1616; The Alchemist, 4to, 1612; Catiline, his Conspiracy, 4to, 1611; Bartholomew Fayre, 4to, 1614(? |
5333 | );(?) |
5333 | A new disease, and many troubled with it? |
5333 | ADVISED, informed, aware;"are you--?" |
5333 | Again, what earthly spirit but will attempt To taste the fruit of beauty''s golden tree, When leaden sleep seals up the dragon''s eyes? |
5333 | Alas, no? |
5333 | Alas, sir, where should a man seek? |
5333 | Am I not poison''d? |
5333 | Am I not sick? |
5333 | Am I preferr''d thither? |
5333 | And how would I do it, think you? |
5333 | And what could have been the nature of this"purge"? |
5333 | And what shall I do? |
5333 | And what time came my man with the false message to you, master Kitely? |
5333 | And what would that be, think you? |
5333 | And where is your young master? |
5333 | Are any of the gallants within? |
5333 | Are you rhyme- given too? |
5333 | Are you the gentleman? |
5333 | Art thou a man? |
5333 | Art thou sure of it---? |
5333 | Ask thy pander here, Can he deny it; or that wicked elder? |
5333 | At one Cob''s house, say''st thou? |
5333 | Ay, and our ignorance maintain''d it as well, did it not? |
5333 | Ay, but would any man have offered it in Venice, as you say? |
5333 | Ay, sir: With favour of your worship''s nose, master Mathew, why not the ghost of a herring cob, as well as the ghost of Rasher Bacon? |
5333 | Ay, what of him? |
5333 | Ay: did you ever see it acted? |
5333 | BEDSTAFF,(?) |
5333 | BULLED,(?) |
5333 | But I pray thee, what hast thou done with my man, Formal? |
5333 | But are you, indeed, sir, so given to it? |
5333 | But art thou sure he will stay thy return? |
5333 | But tell me, what shall I give you for it? |
5333 | But when will you come and see my study? |
5333 | But wherefore do I awake this remembrance? |
5333 | But who directed you thither? |
5333 | But you said you had somewhat To tell me, gentle brother: what is''t, what is''t? |
5333 | But, Cob, How long hast thou been coming hither, Cob? |
5333 | But, how should he know thee to be my man? |
5333 | But, was it possible? |
5333 | But, where didst thou find them, Fitz- Sword? |
5333 | But, why are you so tame? |
5333 | By my faith, and so I will, now thou tell''st me on''t: how dost thou like my leg, Brainworm? |
5333 | By my troth, sir, will you have the truth of it? |
5333 | By your leave, do you know me, sir? |
5333 | CRY("he that cried Italian"),"speak in a musical cadence,"intone, or declaim(? |
5333 | Can he find in his heart to curse the stars so? |
5333 | Captain Bobadill, why muse you so? |
5333 | Captain, did you ever prove yourself upon any of our masters of defence here? |
5333 | Come, will you go? |
5333 | Could I keep out all them, think you? |
5333 | Cousin Stephen, What news with you, that you are here so early? |
5333 | Cousin, cousin, will this ne''er be left? |
5333 | Cousin, how do you like this gentleman''s verses? |
5333 | Cousin, is it well? |
5333 | Cousin, may I swear, as I am a soldier, by that? |
5333 | Cousin, will you any tobacco? |
5333 | DIBBLE,(?) |
5333 | DISTANCE,(?) |
5333 | DOR,(?) |
5333 | Dame K. Alas, brother, what would you have me to do? |
5333 | Dame K. Ay, but what harm might have come of it, brother? |
5333 | Dame K. My tried husband, master Kitely? |
5333 | Dame K. What ail you, sweet- heart? |
5333 | Dame K. Why, woman, grieves it you to ope your door? |
5333 | Did I ever hurt thee, or threaten thee, or wrong thee, ha? |
5333 | Did I not charge you to keep your doors shut, Isbel? |
5333 | Did he open it, say''st thou? |
5333 | Did you, indeed? |
5333 | Didst thou come running? |
5333 | Do I live, sir? |
5333 | Do you confess it? |
5333 | Do you hear, sir? |
5333 | Do you hear? |
5333 | Do you prate, do you murmur? |
5333 | Do you see that fellow, brother Downright? |
5333 | Do you think I would leave you? |
5333 | Downright? |
5333 | EYEBRIGHT,(?) |
5333 | FIGGUM,(?) |
5333 | FROLICS,(?) |
5333 | FUGEAND,(?) |
5333 | Faith, Ned, how dost thou approve of my abilities in this device? |
5333 | Friend, am I worth belief? |
5333 | GRASS,(?) |
5333 | Gentleman of the house, it is to you: is he within, sir? |
5333 | Gentlemen, please you change a few crowns for a very excellent blade here? |
5333 | Go by, Hieronymo? |
5333 | Go to: come tell me, is not young Knowell here? |
5333 | Gone? |
5333 | Good brother be content, what do you mean? |
5333 | HOIDEN, hoyden, formerly applied to both sexes( ancient term for leveret? |
5333 | Has he the money ready, can you tell? |
5333 | He spake not with the fellow, did he? |
5333 | How an he see it? |
5333 | How began the quarrel betwixt you, ha? |
5333 | How does my cousin Edward, uncle? |
5333 | How is that, Sir? |
5333 | How is the bearing of it now, sir? |
5333 | How is this? |
5333 | How know''st thou that? |
5333 | How like you that, sir? |
5333 | How many water- bearers shall you hear swear such an oath? |
5333 | How mean you, sir, pass upon me? |
5333 | How now, Thomas? |
5333 | How now, cousin Stephen, melancholy? |
5333 | How now, what cuckold is that knocks so hard? |
5333 | How now, what noise is that? |
5333 | How now; whose cow has calved? |
5333 | How say you, cousin? |
5333 | How shall we do, captain? |
5333 | How should that be, unless that villain, Brainworm, Have told him of the letter, and discover''d All that I strictly charg''d him to conceal? |
5333 | How so? |
5333 | How then? |
5333 | How will you sell this rapier, friend? |
5333 | How, I reveal it? |
5333 | How, by St. Peter? |
5333 | How, how, knave, swear he killed thee, and by the law? |
5333 | How? |
5333 | I am content, sir; I will get you the What''s his name, say you? |
5333 | I am sent for this morning by a friend in the Old Jewry, to come to him; it is but crossing over the fields to Moorgate: Will you bear me company? |
5333 | I am sure My sister and my wife would bid them welcome: ha? |
5333 | I am within, sir; what''s your pleasure? |
5333 | I have of late, by divers observations--- But whether his oath can bind him, yea, or no, Being not taken lawfully? |
5333 | I pray thee, good Cob, what makes thee so out of love with fasting days? |
5333 | I pray you say, what would you ask? |
5333 | I pray, sir, is this master Knowell''s house? |
5333 | I see rank fruits of a jealous brain, mistress Kitely: but did you find your husband there, in that case as you suspected? |
5333 | I should inquire for a gentleman here, one master Edward Knowell; do you know any such, sir, I pray you? |
5333 | I should put myself against half a dozen men, should I? |
5333 | I thank you, sir, I shall be bold I warrant you; have you a stool there to be melancholy upon? |
5333 | I wonder, captain, what they will say of my going away, ha? |
5333 | In what place, captain? |
5333 | In what place, sir? |
5333 | Indeed, that might be some loss; but who respects it? |
5333 | Is a fit simile a toy? |
5333 | Is all the rest of this batch? |
5333 | Is he gone too? |
5333 | Is it possible? |
5333 | Is it you, sir? |
5333 | Is master Wellbred stirring? |
5333 | Is my brother Kitely within? |
5333 | Is not your son a scholar, sir? |
5333 | Is the fellow gone that brought this letter? |
5333 | Is this Brainworm? |
5333 | Is''t not excellent? |
5333 | Is''t not simply the best that ever you heard, captain? |
5333 | Is''t not well penned? |
5333 | It is not he, is it? |
5333 | It''s better as it is.--Come, gentlemen, shall we go? |
5333 | MINSITIVE,(?) |
5333 | Master Stephen, will you any? |
5333 | May I? |
5333 | May it please you, sir, in all the late wars of Bohemia, Hungary, Dalmatia, Poland, where not, sir? |
5333 | Might, sister? |
5333 | Must I go? |
5333 | My sister stolen away? |
5333 | Nay, do not speak in passion so: where had you it? |
5333 | Nay, good captain, will you regard the humour of a fool? |
5333 | Nay, nay, I like not these affected oaths; speak plainly, man, what think''st thou of my words? |
5333 | Nay, speak, I pray you what tricks? |
5333 | Nay, when such flowing- store, Plenty itself, falls into my wife''s lap, The cornucopiae will be mine, I know.--But, Cob, What entertainment had they? |
5333 | Now, sir, what have you to say to me? |
5333 | O raw ignorance!--Cob, canst thou shew me of a gentleman, one captain Bobadill, where his lodging is? |
5333 | O the poesie, the poesie? |
5333 | O, Brainworm, didst thou not see a fellow here in what- sha- call- him doublet? |
5333 | O, God''s pity, was it so, sir? |
5333 | O, I have such a mind to beat him-- where is he, canst thou tell? |
5333 | O, Pharaoh''s foot, have I found you? |
5333 | O, did you find it now? |
5333 | O, fear you the constable? |
5333 | O, here he is!---you''ve made fair speed, believe me, Where, in the name of sloth, could you be thus? |
5333 | O, must you be stabbed by a soldier? |
5333 | O, sir, have I fore- stall''d your honest market, Found your close walks? |
5333 | O, well; what business has my poor neighbour with me? |
5333 | O, you''ll slip your head out of the collar? |
5333 | O; Cob, art thou come? |
5333 | ODLING,(?) |
5333 | Of whom, of whom, have you heard it, I beseech you? |
5333 | Oh ay, humour is nothing if it be not fed: didst thou never hear that? |
5333 | Oh, is that he? |
5333 | Oh, it was a good figure observed, sir: but did you all this, captain, without hurting your blade? |
5333 | Oh, what is''t, what is''t? |
5333 | On''my soul he loves you; will you give him the meeting? |
5333 | Or, knowing it, to want the mind''s erection In such extremes? |
5333 | PARANTORY,(?) |
5333 | PATOUN,(?) |
5333 | Paton, pellet of dough; perhaps the"moulding of the tobacco... for the pipe"( Gifford);(?) |
5333 | Pray you what do you mean, sir? |
5333 | Say that a man should entertain thee now, Wouldst thou be honest, humble, just, and true? |
5333 | Servant, what is this same, I pray you? |
5333 | Shall I intreat a word with you? |
5333 | Shall I tell you, sir? |
5333 | Sir, did your eyes ever taste the like clown of him where we were to- day, Mr. Wellbred''s half- brother? |
5333 | Sirrah Wellbred, what shall we do, sirrah? |
5333 | Sirrah, how dost thou like him? |
5333 | Sister, what have you here, verses? |
5333 | Soft, who is this? |
5333 | Squire Downright, the half brother, was''t not? |
5333 | Steal''st thou thus to thy haunts? |
5333 | Strangers? |
5333 | Sweet- heart, will you come in to breakfast? |
5333 | TIM,(?) |
5333 | That may be: for I was sure it was none of his word; but when, when said he so? |
5333 | The manner he hath stood with, till this present, Doth promise no such change: what should I fear then? |
5333 | Then, you were a servitor at both, it seems; at Strigonium, and what do you call''t? |
5333 | There lies a note within upon my desk; Here take my key: it is no matter neither.--- Where is the boy? |
5333 | This gentleman has judgment, he knows how to censure of a-- pray you, sir, you can judge? |
5333 | This was some plot; I was not sent for.---Bridget, Where is your sister? |
5333 | Thou wilt not do''t, then? |
5333 | To the Exchange, do you hear? |
5333 | To the Green Lattice? |
5333 | Tut, beside him: what strangers are there, man? |
5333 | UNBORED,(?) |
5333 | Very good: but, mistress Kitely, how chance that you were at Cob''s, ha? |
5333 | Vouchsafe me, by whom, good captain? |
5333 | WHETSTONE, GEORGE, an author who lived 1544(?) |
5333 | WHINILING,(?) |
5333 | WHIT,(?) |
5333 | Was Shakespeare then concerned in this war of the stages? |
5333 | Was your man a soldier, sir? |
5333 | Well, Thomas, thou hast sworn not to disclose:--- Yes, you did swear? |
5333 | Well, gentlemen, I''ll procure you this warrant presently; but who will you have to serve it? |
5333 | Well, rise; how dost thou do now? |
5333 | Well, tell him I am Justice Clement, and do pardon him: but what is this to your armour? |
5333 | What a plague- what meant he? |
5333 | What ails thy brother? |
5333 | What are you, sir? |
5333 | What call you him? |
5333 | What countenance, prithee, made he in the reading of it? |
5333 | What do you mean? |
5333 | What do you talk on it? |
5333 | What gentleman was that they praised so, Thomas? |
5333 | What have we here? |
5333 | What is he that gave you this, sirrah? |
5333 | What is your jewel, trow? |
5333 | What lunacy is this, that haunts this man? |
5333 | What manner of man is he? |
5333 | What mean these questions, pray ye? |
5333 | What might the gentleman''s name be, sir, that sent it? |
5333 | What money have you about you, master Mathew? |
5333 | What must I do, officer? |
5333 | What need this circumstance? |
5333 | What new book have you there? |
5333 | What peevish luck have I, I can not meet with these bragging rascals? |
5333 | What pretence, what colour hast thou for that? |
5333 | What say you, sir? |
5333 | What say you, sister? |
5333 | What says he, Thomas? |
5333 | What should I think of it? |
5333 | What then? |
5333 | What think you of this, coz? |
5333 | What villainy is this? |
5333 | What would I have you do? |
5333 | What would you do, you peremptory gull? |
5333 | What would you ha''me do? |
5333 | What''s a clock? |
5333 | What''s a musician, unless he play? |
5333 | What''s a tall man unless he fight? |
5333 | What''s master Kitely gone, Roger? |
5333 | What''s that, sister? |
5333 | What''s the news? |
5333 | What''s this? |
5333 | What''s thy name? |
5333 | What''s your name, sirrah? |
5333 | What, are they gone? |
5333 | What, do you take incipere in: that sense? |
5333 | What, have you it? |
5333 | What, what? |
5333 | What? |
5333 | Whence should this flood of passion, trow, take head? |
5333 | Whence springs the quarrel? |
5333 | Where bought you it, master Stephen? |
5333 | Where got''st thou this coat, I marle? |
5333 | Where hast thou served? |
5333 | Where is Wellbred? |
5333 | Where is he? |
5333 | Where is he? |
5333 | Where is the warrant- officer, have you it? |
5333 | Where''s the match I gave thee, master Kitely''s man? |
5333 | Where''s this? |
5333 | Where? |
5333 | Whither went your master, Thomas, canst thou tell? |
5333 | Whither, good brother? |
5333 | Who be these? |
5333 | Who comes here? |
5333 | Who gave you knowledge of your wife''s being there? |
5333 | Who will not judge him worthy to be robb''d, That sets his doors wide open to a thief, And shews the felon where his treasure lies? |
5333 | Who''s there? |
5333 | Who''s this? |
5333 | Who, my brother Downright? |
5333 | Who? |
5333 | Why do you laugh, sir? |
5333 | Why do you not go? |
5333 | Why do you pish, captain? |
5333 | Why how, in the name of wit, com''st thou transmuted thus? |
5333 | Why mighty, why mighty, I pray thee? |
5333 | Why should he think I tell my apricots, Or play the Hesperian dragon with my fruit, To watch it? |
5333 | Why, Brainworm, who would have thought thou hadst been such an artificer? |
5333 | Why, I believe thee: Where is Cob, now? |
5333 | Why, I hope you will not a hawking now, will you? |
5333 | Why, Master Downright, are you such a novice, to be ser''ved and never see the warrant? |
5333 | Why, an he were, sir, his hands were not bound, were they? |
5333 | Why, are you so sure of your hand, captain, at all times? |
5333 | Why, by-- what shall I swear by? |
5333 | Why, do you hear? |
5333 | Why, dost thou go in danger of thy life for him, friend? |
5333 | Why, dost thou not know him? |
5333 | Why, how now, Cob? |
5333 | Why, how now, brother, who enforced this brawl? |
5333 | Why, is not here your cloak? |
5333 | Why, is there no cause? |
5333 | Why, sir, I hope you can not hang me for it: can he, fellow? |
5333 | Why, sir, you are no constable, I hope? |
5333 | Why, was he drunk? |
5333 | Why, was''t not rare? |
5333 | Why, what an I had, coz? |
5333 | Why, what should they say; but as of a discreet gentleman; quick, wary, respectful of nature''s fair lineaments? |
5333 | Why, what''s the matter here,''what''s here to do? |
5333 | Why, what''s the matter with you? |
5333 | Why, what''s the matter, trow? |
5333 | Why, when, knaves? |
5333 | Why, you have done like a gentleman; he has confest it, what would you more? |
5333 | Why? |
5333 | Will you, sir? |
5333 | Wilt thou be true, my Thomas? |
5333 | Wilt thou do this? |
5333 | With me, sir? |
5333 | Yes, faith; but was it possible thou shouldst not know him? |
5333 | Yes, master Stephen; what of him? |
5333 | Yet more ado? |
5333 | Yet now I have bethought me too, I will not.--- Thomas, is Cob within? |
5333 | You are conceited, sir: Your name is Master Knowell, as I take it? |
5333 | You are in the right; you mean not to proceed in the catechism, do you? |
5333 | You do not flout, friend, do you? |
5333 | You said it was a Toledo, ha? |
5333 | You sold me a rapier, did you not? |
5333 | You stand amazed now, do you? |
5333 | You that have cause to complain there, stand forth: Had you my warrant for this gentleman''s apprehension? |
5333 | You will? |
5333 | You, master Knowell, say you went thither to meet your son? |
5333 | [ Reads] Why, Ned, I beseech thee, hast thou forsworn all thy friends in the Old Jewry? |
5333 | a young gentleman, is he not? |
5333 | about what time was this? |
5333 | all this verse? |
5333 | am I melancholy enough? |
5333 | and how then, coz? |
5333 | and in my throat tool do you long to be stabb''d, ha? |
5333 | and sham''st thou not to beg, To practise such a servile kind of life? |
5333 | and the ghost of a herring cob? |
5333 | and to entice, And feed the enticements of a lustful woman? |
5333 | and why did he bob and beat you, sirrah? |
5333 | are you brought in at Mr. Freshwater''s suit here? |
5333 | are you not well? |
5333 | but how got''st thou this apparel of the justice''s man? |
5333 | but what can they say of your beating? |
5333 | but what misery is it to know this? |
5333 | but, sirrah, what said he to it, i''faith? |
5333 | by my soul, welcome: how dost thou, sweet spirit, my genius? |
5333 | ca n''t swear? |
5333 | can he not hold his water at reading of a ballad? |
5333 | cry bastard? |
5333 | did I know it was you that knocked? |
5333 | did you ever hear the like? |
5333 | did you speak with him? |
5333 | do you know what you say? |
5333 | do you not mean captain Bobadill? |
5333 | dost thou feel thyself well? |
5333 | dost thou inhabit here, Cob? |
5333 | dost thou not shame, When all thy powers in chastity are spent, To have a mind so hot? |
5333 | doth she haunt Cob''s? |
5333 | drunk? |
5333 | ex tempore? |
5333 | flacon) round the neck(?). |
5333 | has he not given you rhymes and verses and tricks? |
5333 | hast thou no harm? |
5333 | have you found that out? |
5333 | he asks a brace of angels, you have no money? |
5333 | how am I then not poison''d? |
5333 | how am I then so sick? |
5333 | how came he by that word, trow? |
5333 | how do you like it? |
5333 | how dost thou, good Cob? |
5333 | how know''st thou then that he did either? |
5333 | how long since? |
5333 | how many are there, say''st thou? |
5333 | how should she know his parts? |
5333 | how then? |
5333 | in arms against me? |
5333 | is it not best to get a warrant, and have him arrested and brought before justice Clement? |
5333 | is it you? |
5333 | is my house come to that? |
5333 | is my wife gone forth? |
5333 | is not my husband here? |
5333 | is this the soldier? |
5333 | it was so late ere we parted last night, I can scarce open my eyes yet; I was but new risen, as you came; how passes the day abroad, sir? |
5333 | lost your purse? |
5333 | mack, I think it be so indeed; what is that humour? |
5333 | must it be fed? |
5333 | ne''er a one to be found now? |
5333 | or dost thou think us all Jews that inhabit there? |
5333 | or that thou should''st disguise thy language so as I should not know thee? |
5333 | pray you let''s see: who made these verses? |
5333 | say you? |
5333 | so many? |
5333 | that rogue, that foist, that fencing Burgullion? |
5333 | then you tried their skill? |
5333 | to 1587(?). |
5333 | was he angry, or pleased? |
5333 | were they not gone in then ere thou cam''st? |
5333 | wert thou beaten for this? |
5333 | what do I stay here then? |
5333 | what is he? |
5333 | what lineage, what lineage? |
5333 | what make you here? |
5333 | what may that signify? |
5333 | what meant I to marry? |
5333 | what moves thee to this choler, ha? |
5333 | what should he do? |
5333 | what talk you of respect among such, as have no spark of manhood, nor good manners? |
5333 | what tell you me of fasting days? |
5333 | what tricks? |
5333 | what would you have done? |
5333 | what would you have, ha? |
5333 | what would you have? |
5333 | what''s a peculiar man to a nation? |
5333 | what''s he? |
5333 | what''s the matter, what''s the stir here? |
5333 | what''s the matter? |
5333 | what, all sons of silence, no spirit? |
5333 | when had you it? |
5333 | when was Bobadill here, your captain? |
5333 | when went he? |
5333 | where is he? |
5333 | where is the knave? |
5333 | where? |
5333 | which way? |
5333 | whither, I pray you, Went she? |
5333 | whither, for God''s sake? |
5333 | who is within here? |
5333 | who keeps house here? |
5333 | who was it say''st thou? |
5333 | who wrongs you in my house?'' |
5333 | who, Master Knowell? |
5333 | why do you not speak to him, and tell him how he disquiets your house? |
5333 | why dost thou not speak? |
5333 | why it can not choose but take, if the circumstances miscarry not: but, tell me ingenuously, dost thou affect my sister Bridget as thou pretend''st? |
5333 | why, dost thou think that any reasonable creature, especially in the morning, the sober time of the day too, could have mistaken my father for me? |
5333 | will he be poison''d with a simile? |
5333 | you have not another Toledo to sell, have you? |
5333 | you speak against tobacco? |
5333 | you will not draw then? |
5333 | your reason, your reason for this? |
4039 | Drink to me only with thine eyes,or"Still to be neat, still to be dressed"? |
4039 | ''Tis a mere toy to you, sir; candle- rents; As your learn''d worship knows-- VOLT: What do I know? |
4039 | ''say you? |
4039 | ), fol., 1616; The Alchemist, 4to, 1612; Catiline, his Conspiracy, 4to, 1611; Bartholomew Fayre, 4to, 1614(? |
4039 | );(?) |
4039 | --A knight, sir? |
4039 | --It seems, sir, you know all? |
4039 | --Thou shalt have half.-- MOS: Whose drunkard is this same? |
4039 | --What, blubbering? |
4039 | --Who''s there? |
4039 | --Who''s there? |
4039 | 1 AVOC: Are all the parties here? |
4039 | 1 AVOC: But for what cause? |
4039 | 1 AVOC: Demand The advocate.--Sir, did not you affirm, Volpone was alive? |
4039 | 1 AVOC: Is he not guilty then, Whom you there name the parasite? |
4039 | 1 AVOC: Shew him that writing:--do you know it, sir? |
4039 | 1 AVOC: Stand you unto your first report? |
4039 | 1 AVOC: Stay, Then he was no deceiver? |
4039 | 1 AVOC: What is he? |
4039 | 1 AVOC: What proofs have you of this? |
4039 | 1 AVOC: What say you? |
4039 | 1 AVOC: Where is that knave? |
4039 | 1 AVOC: Who''s this? |
4039 | 1 AVOC: Why is not he here? |
4039 | 1 MER: What Are you, sir? |
4039 | 1 MER: What, to run over him? |
4039 | 1 MER: Where is he hid? |
4039 | 2 AVOC: For whom? |
4039 | 2 AVOC: Has he had an oath? |
4039 | 2 AVOC: Is Volpone dead? |
4039 | 2 MER: Can he not go? |
4039 | 2 MER: Is this Your fearful tortoise? |
4039 | 2 MER: Which is his study? |
4039 | 3 AVOC: Appear yet those were cited? |
4039 | 3 AVOC: Did not the notary meet him? |
4039 | 3 MER: To Zant, or to Aleppo? |
4039 | 4 AVOC: Is he sworn? |
4039 | 4 AVOC: Sir, are you married? |
4039 | A question it were now, whether of us three, Being all the known delicates of a rich man, In pleasing him, claim the precedency can? |
4039 | ADVISED, informed, aware;"are you--?" |
4039 | All that I speak I mean; yet I''m not mad; Nor horn- mad, see you? |
4039 | Am not I here, whom you have made your creature? |
4039 | And do you use this often? |
4039 | And what could have been the nature of this"purge"? |
4039 | And what his mouth? |
4039 | And why a pretty ape, but for pleasing imitation Of greater men''s actions, in a ridiculous fashion? |
4039 | And you have promised? |
4039 | And you too? |
4039 | Are not you he that have to- day in court Profess''d the disinheriting of your son? |
4039 | Are we recover''d, and wrought out of error, Into our way, to see our path before us? |
4039 | Aretine? |
4039 | Ariosto? |
4039 | Art sure he does not hear us? |
4039 | BEDSTAFF,(?) |
4039 | BON: Ay; answer me, is not thy sloth Sufficient argument? |
4039 | BON: Have they made you to this? |
4039 | BULLED,(?) |
4039 | Besides sir, who shall know it? |
4039 | Besides you seeing what a curious nation The Italians are, what will they say of me? |
4039 | Bonario, old Corbaccio''s son? |
4039 | But what did Voltore, the Lawyer, here? |
4039 | By what good chance, sweet Mosca? |
4039 | CEL: Are heaven and saints then nothing? |
4039 | CEL: Before your honour? |
4039 | CEL: Was this the train? |
4039 | CEL: Why, dear sir, when do I make these excuses, Or ever stir abroad, but to the church? |
4039 | CORB: Could''st thou not give him a dram? |
4039 | CORB: Do you not believe it? |
4039 | CORB: Does he sleep well? |
4039 | CORB: Dost thou mock me? |
4039 | CORB: Dost thou not hear? |
4039 | CORB: Has he made his will? |
4039 | CORB: How does he? |
4039 | CORB: How does your patron? |
4039 | CORB: How, how, good Mosca? |
4039 | CORB: How? |
4039 | CORB: I may have my youth restored to me, why not? |
4039 | CORB: Is that the will? |
4039 | CORB: Is''t possible? |
4039 | CORB: Not I his heir? |
4039 | CORB: O, but colour? |
4039 | CORB: O, none else? |
4039 | CORB: Publish''d me his heir? |
4039 | CORB: Speak to the knave? |
4039 | CORB: To be his heir? |
4039 | CORB: To- day? |
4039 | CORB: Two chequines is well? |
4039 | CORB: What do these here? |
4039 | CORB: What must I do now? |
4039 | CORB: What say''st thou? |
4039 | CORB: What''s that? |
4039 | CORB: What''s that? |
4039 | CORB: What? |
4039 | CORB: What? |
4039 | CORB: Why, how now, Mosca? |
4039 | CORB: Why? |
4039 | CORB:''Say you? |
4039 | CORB[ LISTENING]: What''s that? |
4039 | CORV, MOS: Most honour''d fathers!-- 1 AVOC: Can you plead aught to stay the course of justice? |
4039 | CORV: Are at the stake 1 AVOC: Is yours so too? |
4039 | CORV: Ay, what shall he do? |
4039 | CORV: But knows the advocate the truth? |
4039 | CORV: Come on, what-- You will not be rebellious? |
4039 | CORV: Grave fathers, This man''s distracted; he confest it now: For, hoping to be old Volpone''s heir, Who now is dead-- 3 AVOC: How? |
4039 | CORV: Has he children? |
4039 | CORV: He is not dead? |
4039 | CORV: How do you, sir? |
4039 | CORV: How shall I do then? |
4039 | CORV: Is this in earnest? |
4039 | CORV: Is this my large hope''s issue? |
4039 | CORV: Is''t not his death? |
4039 | CORV: My state, My life, my fame-- BON: Where is it? |
4039 | CORV: Not his recovery? |
4039 | CORV: Of what? |
4039 | CORV: What does the advocate here, Or this Corbaccio? |
4039 | CORV: What''s that? |
4039 | CORV: Where are you, Celia? |
4039 | CORV: Where are you, wife? |
4039 | CORV: Why, am I his heir? |
4039 | CORV: Why? |
4039 | CRY("he that cried Italian"),"speak in a musical cadence,"intone, or declaim(? |
4039 | Can not we delude the eyes Of a few poor household spies? |
4039 | Cieco di Hadria? |
4039 | Cozen me? |
4039 | DIBBLE,(?) |
4039 | DISTANCE,(?) |
4039 | DOR,(?) |
4039 | Did not I say, I would send? |
4039 | Did not your advocate rare? |
4039 | Did your instructor In the dear tongues, never discourse to you Of the Italian mountebanks? |
4039 | Do not I know, if women have a will, They''ll do''gainst all the watches of the world, And that the feircest spies are tamed with gold? |
4039 | Do not you smile, to see this buffalo, How he does sport it with his head? |
4039 | Do the act your mistress pleases; Yet fright all aches from your bones? |
4039 | Do you not see it, sir? |
4039 | Do you not think These limbs should affect venery? |
4039 | Do you see, signior? |
4039 | Do you thirst my undoing? |
4039 | Does he not perceive us? |
4039 | EYEBRIGHT,(?) |
4039 | FIGGUM,(?) |
4039 | FROLICS,(?) |
4039 | FUGEAND,(?) |
4039 | For Pythagore''s sake, what body then took thee? |
4039 | GRASS,(?) |
4039 | Guarini? |
4039 | HOIDEN, hoyden, formerly applied to both sexes( ancient term for leveret? |
4039 | Had you no quirk To avoid gullage, sir, by such a creature? |
4039 | Have you ne''er a currant- butt to leap into? |
4039 | Have you no kinswoman? |
4039 | He was no kinsman to you? |
4039 | Hear you; do not you know, I know you an ass, And that you would most fain have been a wittol, If fortune would have let you? |
4039 | How could this be, sir? |
4039 | How does he, with the swimming of his head? |
4039 | How does his apoplex? |
4039 | How? |
4039 | I e''en rejoice, sir, at your worship''s happiness, And that it fell into so learned hands, That understand the fingering-- VOLT: What do you mean? |
4039 | I had forgot to tell you, I saw your knight, Where you would little think it.-- LADY P: Where? |
4039 | I would ask, With leave of your grave fatherhoods, if their plot Have any face or colour like to truth? |
4039 | I, sir? |
4039 | If you stay In Venice here, please you to use me, sir-- MOS: Will you go, madam? |
4039 | Is his thread spun? |
4039 | Is not all here yours? |
4039 | Is our trade free once more? |
4039 | Is sir Pol within? |
4039 | Is that strong on him still? |
4039 | Is that, which ever was a cause of life, Now placed beneath the basest circumstance, And modesty an exile made, for money? |
4039 | Is this part Of your wit''s exercise,''gainst you have occasion? |
4039 | It was to murder him: when being prevented By his more happy absence, what then did he? |
4039 | Knew you not that, sir? |
4039 | Knows every man his burden? |
4039 | Knows she of this? |
4039 | LADY P: Burnt silk, and amber: you have muscadel Good in the house-- VOLP: You will not drink, and part? |
4039 | LADY P: Come nearer: Is this curl In his right place, or this? |
4039 | LADY P: Do you hear, sir? |
4039 | LADY P: Does''t so, forsooth? |
4039 | LADY P: I pray you, view This tire, forsooth; are all things apt, or no? |
4039 | LADY P: Is''t true? |
4039 | LADY P: Shall I, sir, make you a poultice? |
4039 | LADY P: Where should this loose knight be, trow? |
4039 | LADY P: Where? |
4039 | LADY P: Which of your poets? |
4039 | LADY P: Which way Row''d they together? |
4039 | MINSITIVE,(?) |
4039 | MOS: But confess, sir, Were you not daunted? |
4039 | MOS: But what am I? |
4039 | MOS: Did you not hear it? |
4039 | MOS: Do you hear, sir? |
4039 | MOS: Do you observe that, sir? |
4039 | MOS: Has she presented? |
4039 | MOS: How now, sir? |
4039 | MOS: How, sir? |
4039 | MOS: Is the lie Safely convey''d amongst us? |
4039 | MOS: It were a folly beyond thought, to trust Any grand act unto a cowardly spirit: You are not taken with it enough, methinks? |
4039 | MOS: Please your fatherhoods, Here is his advocate: himself''s so weak, So feeble-- 4 AVOC: What are you? |
4039 | MOS: Was it not carried learnedly? |
4039 | MOS: What do you mean, sir? |
4039 | MOS: What is the injury, lady? |
4039 | MOS: What is the matter, madam? |
4039 | MOS: When we have done, you mean? |
4039 | MOS: Where shall I run, most wretched shame of men, To beat out my unlucky brains? |
4039 | MOS: Where, sir? |
4039 | MOS: Who''s this? |
4039 | MOS: Who? |
4039 | MOS: Who? |
4039 | MOS: Who? |
4039 | MOS: Why, sir? |
4039 | MOS: Why, sir? |
4039 | MOS: Why, sir? |
4039 | MOS: Why? |
4039 | MOS:"Of cloth of gold, two more"-- CORB: Is it done, Mosca? |
4039 | MOS:"One Of ebony"-- CORV: Or do you but delude me? |
4039 | MOS:"Two suits of bedding, tissue"-- VOLT: Where''s the Will? |
4039 | MOS:''Tis true, By my device, drawn to it by my plot, With hope-- VOLT: Your patron should reciprocate? |
4039 | Moist of hand? |
4039 | Mosca, this Was thy invention? |
4039 | Much here else? |
4039 | My means are made already-- PER: By whom? |
4039 | My works are read, allowed,( I speak of those that are intirely mine,) look into them, what broad reproofs have I used? |
4039 | NAN: But from the mule into whom didst thou pass? |
4039 | NAN: But not on thine own forbid meats hast thou ventured? |
4039 | NAN: Why, then thy dogmatical silence hath left thee? |
4039 | NAN:''Cause here the delight of each sex thou canst vary? |
4039 | No windows on the whole Piazza, here, To make your properties, but mine? |
4039 | Now to my hopes, what say''st thou? |
4039 | Now, prithee, sweet soul, in all thy variation, Which body would''st thou choose, to keep up thy station? |
4039 | ODLING,(?) |
4039 | Or do they not stand even in your head? |
4039 | Or his starch''d beard? |
4039 | Or if, unto the dullest nostril here, It smell not rank, and most abhorred slander? |
4039 | Or, I will come nearer to''t, Would you live free from all diseases? |
4039 | Or, let me see, I think you''d rather mount; would you not mount? |
4039 | PARANTORY,(?) |
4039 | PATOUN,(?) |
4039 | PER: Am I enough disguised? |
4039 | PER: And call you this an ingine? |
4039 | PER: And yet you knew him, it seems? |
4039 | PER: As how? |
4039 | PER: Do you hear me, lady? |
4039 | PER: He''s a chandler? |
4039 | PER: He''s dead sir; why, I hope You thought him not immortal? |
4039 | PER: Indeed, sir? |
4039 | PER: Is that a point of state too? |
4039 | PER: Then you have others? |
4039 | PER: What is it? |
4039 | PER: What should this mean, sir Pol? |
4039 | PER: What was''t, sir? |
4039 | PER: What will you do, sir? |
4039 | PER: Where? |
4039 | PER: Who be these, sir? |
4039 | PER: Why, am I in it, then? |
4039 | PER: Will you be that heroic spark, sir Pol? |
4039 | PER: Your lady Lies here in Venice, for intelligence Of tires, and fashions, and behaviour, Among the courtezans? |
4039 | Paton, pellet of dough; perhaps the"moulding of the tobacco... for the pipe"( Gifford);(?) |
4039 | Perjured yourself? |
4039 | Petrarch, or Tasso, or Dante? |
4039 | Poetic fury, and historic storms? |
4039 | Pray you, sir, confirm me, Were there three porpoises seen above the bridge, As they give out? |
4039 | SIR P: Ay, is''t not good? |
4039 | SIR P: Did not I now object the same? |
4039 | SIR P: How do you like him, sir? |
4039 | SIR P: How''s this? |
4039 | SIR P: I dare the safelier converse-- How long, sir, Since you left England? |
4039 | SIR P: Is Mass Stone dead? |
4039 | SIR P: Is not his language rare? |
4039 | SIR P: Is''t he? |
4039 | SIR P: Is''t possible? |
4039 | SIR P: On your knowledge? |
4039 | SIR P: Pray you, what news, sir, vents our climate? |
4039 | SIR P: Was that the character he gave you of them? |
4039 | SIR P: What should these things portend? |
4039 | SIR P: Where''s my lady? |
4039 | SIR P: Why, came you forth Empty of rules, for travel? |
4039 | SIR P: Yes, one Has put his face as soon into the world-- LADY P: You mean, as early? |
4039 | Saw you those meteors? |
4039 | Sharp of sight? |
4039 | Signior Flaminio, will you down, sir? |
4039 | Since you provoke me with your impudence, And laughter of your light land- syren here, Your Sporus, your hermaphrodite-- PER: What''s here? |
4039 | Sir Politick Would- be? |
4039 | Stout of teeth, and strong of tongue? |
4039 | Stronger then he was wo nt? |
4039 | TIM,(?) |
4039 | Tart of palate? |
4039 | That owe my being to you? |
4039 | This fucus was too course too, it''s no matter.-- Good- sir, you will give them entertainment? |
4039 | This pearl, You''ll say, was yours? |
4039 | Thy means of feeding? |
4039 | UNBORED,(?) |
4039 | VOLP: Am I then like him? |
4039 | VOLP: And what Corvino? |
4039 | VOLP: Bring him near, where is he? |
4039 | VOLP: But is this true, sir, of the parasite? |
4039 | VOLP: But were they gull''d With a belief that I was Scoto? |
4039 | VOLP: Canst thou? |
4039 | VOLP: Dear Mosca, shall I hope? |
4039 | VOLP: Did master Mosca take the keys? |
4039 | VOLP: Do I live, sir? |
4039 | VOLP: Dost thou say so? |
4039 | VOLP: Go, Straight give out about the streets, you two, That I am dead; do it with constancy, Sadly, do you hear? |
4039 | VOLP: How might I see her? |
4039 | VOLP: I thank you, signior Voltore; Where is the plate? |
4039 | VOLP: Mosca? |
4039 | VOLP: O--"My most honour''d fathers, my grave fathers, Under correction of your fatherhoods, What face of truth is here? |
4039 | VOLP: Of what bigness? |
4039 | VOLP: Shall we have a jig now? |
4039 | VOLP: The sudden good, Dropt down upon you-- CORB: Where? |
4039 | VOLP: True: Besides, I never meant him for my heir.-- Is not the colour of my beard and eyebrows, To make me known? |
4039 | VOLP: What shall we do? |
4039 | VOLP: Who''s that? |
4039 | VOLP: Who''s there? |
4039 | VOLP: Why droops my Celia? |
4039 | VOLP: Why had not I known this before? |
4039 | VOLP: Why, sir? |
4039 | VOLP: Wilt thou betray me? |
4039 | VOLP: Would you have me beat the insolent slave, Throw dirt upon his first good clothes? |
4039 | VOLP: You mock the world, sir; did you not change Wills? |
4039 | VOLT: Am I? |
4039 | VOLT: Art sure he lives? |
4039 | VOLT: But am I sole heir? |
4039 | VOLT: How fare you, sir? |
4039 | VOLT: How now, my Mosca? |
4039 | VOLT: Mosca the heir? |
4039 | VOLT: Mosca!-- MOS: When will you have your inventory brought, sir? |
4039 | VOLT: Nay, nay, grave fathers, Let him have scope: can any man imagine That he will spare his accuser, that would not Have spared his parent? |
4039 | VOLT: We thank your fatherhoods.--How like you it? |
4039 | VOLT: What says he? |
4039 | VOLT: Where am I? |
4039 | VOLT: Who is it? |
4039 | VOLT: Why, what success? |
4039 | VOLT: Will''t please you, sir, to go along? |
4039 | VOLT: Would you have him tortured? |
4039 | VOLT:''Pray thee hear me: Am I inscribed his heir for certain? |
4039 | WHETSTONE, GEORGE, an author who lived 1544(?) |
4039 | WHINILING,(?) |
4039 | WHIT,(?) |
4039 | Was Shakespeare then concerned in this war of the stages? |
4039 | What a needless care Is this afflicts you? |
4039 | What a vile wretch was I, that could not bear My fortune soberly? |
4039 | What device is this About a Will? |
4039 | What has he given me? |
4039 | What horrid strange offence Did he commit''gainst nature, in his youth, Worthy this age? |
4039 | What is here? |
4039 | What is my gold The worse, for touching, clothes for being look''d on? |
4039 | What prodigies be these? |
4039 | What public person? |
4039 | What shall I do? |
4039 | What should I do, But cocker up my genius, and live free To all delights my fortune calls me to? |
4039 | What witnesses have you To make good your report? |
4039 | What woman can before her husband? |
4039 | What, is my wife your Franciscina, sir? |
4039 | What, to buy gingerbread? |
4039 | What; was your mountebank their call? |
4039 | Where is he? |
4039 | Where is your fellow? |
4039 | Whether I have not in all these preserved their dignity, as mine own person, safe? |
4039 | Whilst we expected the old raven, in comes Corvino''s wife, sent hither by her husband-- VOLT: What, with a present? |
4039 | Who Should be executor? |
4039 | Who is''t? |
4039 | Who would Have lost this feast? |
4039 | Who would have thought he would have harken''d, so? |
4039 | Who''s that there, now? |
4039 | Who''s that? |
4039 | Who''s there? |
4039 | Why art thou mazed to see me thus revived? |
4039 | Why dost thou laugh so, man? |
4039 | Why is this higher Then all the rest? |
4039 | Why should we defer our joys? |
4039 | Why should you be thus scrupulous, pray you, sir? |
4039 | Why should you stay here? |
4039 | Why? |
4039 | Will they be blind or stupid? |
4039 | Will they not leave these projects? |
4039 | Will you be pleased to hang me? |
4039 | Will you disgrace me thus? |
4039 | Wilt thou persist thus? |
4039 | Would I reflect on the price? |
4039 | Would you be ever fair and young? |
4039 | You are his, ONLY? |
4039 | You have not been with my lord ambassador? |
4039 | You know not wherefore I have brought you hither? |
4039 | You should have some would swell now, like a wine- fat, With such an autumn-- Did he give you all, sir? |
4039 | Yourself shall judge.--Who is it mounts, my friends? |
4039 | ]: But, what, sir, if they ask After the body? |
4039 | ]: How does my Volpone? |
4039 | ]: Is every thing a cause to my distruction? |
4039 | ]: It is the beauteous madam-- VOLP: Would- be?--is it? |
4039 | ]: Sir Politick Would- be? |
4039 | ]: There''s no shame in this now, is there? |
4039 | ]: This fellow, Does he gull me, trow? |
4039 | ]: What can you say? |
4039 | ]: What say you? |
4039 | ]: What will he do now? |
4039 | ]: Where is he? |
4039 | ]: Will he betray himself? |
4039 | ]: Will you give me half? |
4039 | a common serjeant? |
4039 | a slave, Would run on errands, and make legs for crumbs? |
4039 | a third? |
4039 | and hence, With that pretext he''s gone, to accuse his father, Defame my patron, defeat you-- VOLT: Where is her husband? |
4039 | and light of foot? |
4039 | and mine, also? |
4039 | and not a fox Stretch''d on the earth, with fine delusive sleights, Mocking a gaping crow? |
4039 | are you not? |
4039 | belike you are the man, Signior Corvino? |
4039 | bird- eyed? |
4039 | but mine? |
4039 | but to- day? |
4039 | by that means Thou wert brought to allow of the eating of beans? |
4039 | canst thou suffer such a change? |
4039 | come down here; Come down;--No house but mine to make your scene? |
4039 | did e''er man haste so, for his horns? |
4039 | did he hear me? |
4039 | does he weep? |
4039 | does the day look clear again? |
4039 | dost thou bleed? |
4039 | down? |
4039 | except to a mimic, cheater, bawd, or buffoon, creatures, for their insolencies, worthy to be taxed? |
4039 | flacon) round the neck(?). |
4039 | ha, Mosca? |
4039 | ha? |
4039 | have you business? |
4039 | have you found that out? |
4039 | have you heard better language, sir? |
4039 | how deeply sir, you apprehend it? |
4039 | how has my judgment wander''d? |
4039 | how to make Bolognian sausages here in Venice, sparing One o''the ingredients? |
4039 | how? |
4039 | how? |
4039 | how? |
4039 | if this doctor, who is not engaged, Unless''t be for his counsel, which is nothing, Offer his daughter, what should I, that am So deeply in? |
4039 | is that sure? |
4039 | is the hour come, Mosca? |
4039 | lives? |
4039 | mends he? |
4039 | my Celia? |
4039 | of nostril clear? |
4039 | or cut my throat? |
4039 | or his old tilt- feather? |
4039 | or is gull''d? |
4039 | or these eyes Covet a concubine? |
4039 | or to drown kitlings? |
4039 | quick of ear? |
4039 | right: this diamond? |
4039 | that with such ease, Men dare put off your honours, and their own? |
4039 | that you are A declared cuckold, on good terms? |
4039 | the creature I mention''d to you is apprehended now, Before the senate; you shall see her-- LADY P: Where? |
4039 | the fine lady Would- be? |
4039 | the lady, sir? |
4039 | the news? |
4039 | their whistle? |
4039 | thy flattery? |
4039 | to 1587(?). |
4039 | what means your ladyship? |
4039 | what promise? |
4039 | what said he? |
4039 | what spirit Is this hath enter''d him? |
4039 | what, mockst thou my misfortune? |
4039 | what? |
4039 | where have I been particular? |
4039 | where personal? |
4039 | wherein? |
4039 | which of you Are safe, my honour''d fathers? |
4039 | whither go you now? |
4039 | whither, whither, Is shame fled human breasts? |
4039 | who are you? |
4039 | who can buy thee at too dear a rate, since there is no enjoying this world without thee? |
4039 | who did send for you? |
4039 | who let you loose? |
4039 | who shall know it, But he that can not speak it, and this fellow, Whose lips are in my pocket? |
4039 | who''s there? |
4039 | why? |
4039 | wife? |
4039 | will he die shortly, think''st thou? |
4039 | will you not take your dispatch hence yet? |
4039 | with what thought? |
4039 | yet to which of these so pointingly, as he might not either ingenuously have confest, or wisely dissembled his disease? |
4039 | you are come too soon, what meant you? |
4081 | Drink to me only with thine eyes,or"Still to be neat, still to be dressed"? |
4081 | ''Slid, Subtle, how shall we do? |
4081 | ''Slid, doctor, how canst thou know this so soon? |
4081 | ''Slight, do not say so, He will repent he gave you any more-- What say you to his constellation, doctor, The Balance? |
4081 | ''Slight, make you that a question, lady? |
4081 | ''Sprecious!--What do you mean? |
4081 | ''Tis true, you shall not open them, indeed; Nor have them forth, do you see? |
4081 | ''Tis well done, Nab; thou''lt bring the damask too? |
4081 | ''slight, What else is thanks? |
4081 | ''tis he, he said he would send what call you him? |
4081 | ), fol., 1616; The Alchemist, 4to, 1612; Catiline, his Conspiracy, 4to, 1611; Bartholomew Fayre, 4to, 1614(? |
4081 | );(?) |
4081 | --Come on, master Dapper, You see how I turn clients here away, To give your cause dispatch; have you perform''d The ceremonies were enjoin''d you? |
4081 | --This is the west, and this the south? |
4081 | --Ti, ti, ti, ti, ti, ti, Would her grace speak with me? |
4081 | --Where''s this varlet? |
4081 | A Lullianist? |
4081 | A bonnibel? |
4081 | A man an hour strangled, and could not speak, And both you heard him cry? |
4081 | A seller of tobacco? |
4081 | ADVISED, informed, aware;"are you--?" |
4081 | Abel Drugger? |
4081 | About the second day of the third week, In the ninth month? |
4081 | All what? |
4081 | Already, sir, have you found it? |
4081 | And I shall carry it? |
4081 | And as oft buz? |
4081 | And but one coach? |
4081 | And do you think to have the stone with this? |
4081 | And dripping- pans, and pot- hangers, and hooks? |
4081 | And hast thou done it? |
4081 | And hath cried hum? |
4081 | And have you broke with him, captain? |
4081 | And have you quit him? |
4081 | And how do you like The lady Pliant? |
4081 | And how? |
4081 | And is he fasting? |
4081 | And my captain Face? |
4081 | And not cut my throat, but trim me? |
4081 | And save the ground? |
4081 | And shall we twitch him? |
4081 | And tell her''tis her fortune? |
4081 | And the philosopher''s vinegar? |
4081 | And the ruff too? |
4081 | And the widow? |
4081 | And those are your two sides? |
4081 | And what could have been the nature of this"purge"? |
4081 | And what does he owe for lotium? |
4081 | And what shall I do? |
4081 | And where be your andirons now? |
4081 | And wilt thou insinuate what I am, and praise me, And say, I am a noble fellow? |
4081 | And would you incur Your aunt''s displeasure for these trifles? |
4081 | And your quarrelling disciple? |
4081 | And, lastly, Thou hast descry''d the flower, the sanguis agni? |
4081 | Another too? |
4081 | Are not the choicest fables of the poets, That were the fountains and first springs of wisdom, Wrapp''d in perplexed allegories? |
4081 | Are there such? |
4081 | Are they gone? |
4081 | Are they perfumed, and his bath ready? |
4081 | Are they within then? |
4081 | Are you officers, And can not stay this violence? |
4081 | Are you sound? |
4081 | Are you sure you loosed them In their own menstrue? |
4081 | Are you, sir, the owner? |
4081 | Art thou in earnest? |
4081 | Art thou return''d? |
4081 | As he that built the Water- work, does with water? |
4081 | As one would say, do you think I am a Turk? |
4081 | Ay, are you bolted? |
4081 | Ay, those same Are best of all: where are they? |
4081 | Ay, what is that? |
4081 | Ay; What''s the complexion? |
4081 | Ay; but stay, This act of coining, is it lawful? |
4081 | BEDSTAFF,(?) |
4081 | BULLED,(?) |
4081 | Because o''your fermentation and cibation? |
4081 | Blushes the bolt''s- head? |
4081 | But do you hear? |
4081 | But do you hear? |
4081 | But does he teach Living by the wits too? |
4081 | But how long time, Sir, must the saints expect yet? |
4081 | But how out of purpose, and place, do I name art? |
4081 | But where''s the widow? |
4081 | But will he send his andirons? |
4081 | But wilt thou Ulen, Be constant to thy promise? |
4081 | But''tis for me? |
4081 | But, Face, How cam''st thou by this secret don? |
4081 | But, in a monarchy, how will this be? |
4081 | By pouring on your rectified water? |
4081 | CRY("he that cried Italian"),"speak in a musical cadence,"intone, or declaim(? |
4081 | Can you remember this? |
4081 | Can you so? |
4081 | Can you sublime and dulcify? |
4081 | Come on, you ewe, you have match''d most sweetly, have you not? |
4081 | Come, my venturers, You have pack''d up all? |
4081 | Come, will you quarrel? |
4081 | Con licencia, se puede ver a esta senora? |
4081 | Could he tell you that too? |
4081 | DAME P. What is he then, sir? |
4081 | DAME P. What say you, brother? |
4081 | DAME P. Why, is that better than an English countess? |
4081 | DIBBLE,(?) |
4081 | DISTANCE,(?) |
4081 | DOL[ APPEARS AT THE DOOR].-- Who is this? |
4081 | DOR,(?) |
4081 | Did Adam write, sir, in High Dutch? |
4081 | Did I not quarrel bravely? |
4081 | Did not I say, I would never have you tupp''d But by a dubb''d boy, to make you a lady- tom? |
4081 | Did you look On the bolt''s- head yet? |
4081 | Did you never see Her royal grace yet? |
4081 | Did you not hear the coil About the door? |
4081 | Did you not tell me so? |
4081 | Did you see me at all? |
4081 | Didst thou hear A cry, sayst thou? |
4081 | Do we succeed? |
4081 | Do we? |
4081 | Do you but think it now? |
4081 | Do you intend it? |
4081 | Do you know who hears you, sovereign? |
4081 | Do you mark? |
4081 | Do you not gull one? |
4081 | Do you rebel, Do you fly out in the projection? |
4081 | Do you think I fable with you? |
4081 | Do you think so? |
4081 | Do you think that I dare move him? |
4081 | Doctor, wherein? |
4081 | Does he not use her bravely? |
4081 | Does not this diamond better on my finger, Than in the quarry? |
4081 | Dol, I am sorry for thee i''faith; but hear''st thou? |
4081 | Dost thou not laugh? |
4081 | EYEBRIGHT,(?) |
4081 | Error? |
4081 | FIGGUM,(?) |
4081 | FROLICS,(?) |
4081 | FUGEAND,(?) |
4081 | Filius artis? |
4081 | For God''s sake, when will her grace be at leisure? |
4081 | For what, my sudden boy? |
4081 | For what, my zealous friends? |
4081 | For what? |
4081 | For why, sir? |
4081 | Free of the grocers? |
4081 | GRASS,(?) |
4081 | Gentlemen, what is the matter? |
4081 | Gentlemen, what mean you? |
4081 | Giv''n thee thy oaths, thy quarrelling dimensions, Thy rules to cheat at horse- race, cock- pit, cards, Dice, or whatever gallant tincture else? |
4081 | Give it me,--and prays you, You would devise-- what is it, Nab? |
4081 | Good captain, What must I give? |
4081 | H has his white shirt on? |
4081 | HOIDEN, hoyden, formerly applied to both sexes( ancient term for leveret? |
4081 | Has he a competent sum there in the bag To buy the goods within? |
4081 | Has he bit? |
4081 | Has there been such resort, say you? |
4081 | Hast brought the damask? |
4081 | Hast brought the damask? |
4081 | Hast thou gull''d her of her jewels or her bracelets? |
4081 | Hast thou no credit with the players? |
4081 | Hast thou? |
4081 | Hast[ thou] told her, The Spanish count will come? |
4081 | Have I discours''d so unto you of our stone, And of the good that it shall bring your cause? |
4081 | Have you another? |
4081 | Have you brought money To buy more coals? |
4081 | Have you brought pistolets, or portagues, My solemn Don?--Dost thou feel any? |
4081 | Have you disposed of them? |
4081 | Have you done there? |
4081 | Have you provided for her grace''s servants? |
4081 | Have you set the oil of luna in kemia? |
4081 | Have you together cozen''d all this while, And all the world, and shall it now be said, You''ve made most courteous shift to cozen yourselves? |
4081 | Have you your senses, masters? |
4081 | Have you your wits? |
4081 | He shall do any thing.--Doctor, do you hear? |
4081 | Here: what news? |
4081 | Hold, Hold, gentlemen, what means this violence? |
4081 | How did you put her into''t? |
4081 | How do you sublime him? |
4081 | How does it? |
4081 | How doth my noble Diego, And my dear madam countess? |
4081 | How know you him? |
4081 | How know you? |
4081 | How like you her? |
4081 | How might one do t''have conference with her, Lungs? |
4081 | How much? |
4081 | How much? |
4081 | How must I do then, sir? |
4081 | How shall I beat them off? |
4081 | How shall we, sir, trust you In the other matter? |
4081 | How should I know it? |
4081 | How then? |
4081 | How will''t be done, then? |
4081 | How wouldst thou ha''done, if I had not help''t thee out? |
4081 | How, issue on? |
4081 | How? |
4081 | I am the Spanish don"that should be cozen''d, Do you see, cozen''d?" |
4081 | I ask thee with what conscience Thou canst advance that idol against us, That have the seal? |
4081 | I have not seen you thus distemper''d: who is''t? |
4081 | I see You are lodged here, in the house of a rare man, An excellent artist; but what''s that to you? |
4081 | I warrant thee.-- Why sent hither? |
4081 | I will feize you, sirrah; Why do you not buckle to your tools? |
4081 | I will: and shave himself? |
4081 | I''ll think of this: will you, sir, call the widow? |
4081 | I? |
4081 | I? |
4081 | If I should? |
4081 | If she should have precedence of her mistress? |
4081 | In chains of adamant? |
4081 | In no ill sense, sweet lady; but to ask How your fair graces pass the hours? |
4081 | Into gold? |
4081 | Is Drugger''s damask there, And the tobacco? |
4081 | Is all lost, Lungs? |
4081 | Is he a doctor? |
4081 | Is he gone? |
4081 | Is he gone? |
4081 | Is he the constable? |
4081 | Is it a marriage? |
4081 | Is it not, honest Nab? |
4081 | Is no projection left? |
4081 | Is our day come? |
4081 | Is she no way accessible? |
4081 | Is she, i''faith? |
4081 | Is that the matter? |
4081 | Is there an officer, there? |
4081 | Is this the cunning- man? |
4081 | Is this your sister? |
4081 | Is yet her grace''s cousin come? |
4081 | Is your name Kastril, sir? |
4081 | Is''t best? |
4081 | Is''t no more? |
4081 | Is''t not French? |
4081 | Is''t not a gallant language that they speak? |
4081 | Is''t not, Dol? |
4081 | It is not he? |
4081 | Jeremy butler? |
4081 | Knew you not that? |
4081 | Know you the sapor pontic? |
4081 | Let me see, How''s the moon now? |
4081 | MINSITIVE,(?) |
4081 | Made thee a second in mine own great art? |
4081 | More antichristian than your bell- founders? |
4081 | Must I? |
4081 | Must not she make curt''sy? |
4081 | My mad tobacco- boy, here, tells me of one That can do things: has he any skill? |
4081 | Nay, look ye, sovereign, general, are you madmen? |
4081 | Nay, pray you, hold: he is her grace''s nephew, Ti, ti, ti? |
4081 | No gold about thee? |
4081 | No, I can not tell-- It may be they should.--What then? |
4081 | No, what was''t? |
4081 | No: terra damnata Must not have entrance in the work.--Who are you? |
4081 | Nor heard a drum struck for baboons or puppets? |
4081 | Nor my Drugger? |
4081 | Not those of iron? |
4081 | Not? |
4081 | Now do you see, that something''s to be done, Beside your beech- coal, and your corsive waters, Your crosslets, crucibles, and cucurbites? |
4081 | Now, Nab, Art thou well pleased, Nab? |
4081 | Now, queen Dol, Have you pack''d up all? |
4081 | O monsieur Caution, that WILL NOT BE GULL''D? |
4081 | O, are you come? |
4081 | O, do you so, sir? |
4081 | O, is it so? |
4081 | O, is it so? |
4081 | O, what else, sir? |
4081 | O, you are sent from master Wholesome, Your teacher? |
4081 | ODLING,(?) |
4081 | Of what kind, sir? |
4081 | Of what? |
4081 | Of white oil? |
4081 | One glass o''thy water, with a madam I know, Will have it done, Nab: what''s her brother, a knight? |
4081 | Or a knight o''the curious coxcomb, do you see? |
4081 | Or more profane, or choleric, than your glass- men? |
4081 | Or what is homogene, or heterogene? |
4081 | Or, what do you say to a collar of brawn, cut down Beneath the souse, and wriggled with a knife? |
4081 | PARANTORY,(?) |
4081 | PATOUN,(?) |
4081 | Paton, pellet of dough; perhaps the"moulding of the tobacco... for the pipe"( Gifford);(?) |
4081 | Pertinax,[ my] Surly, Will you believe antiquity? |
4081 | Por el amor de dios, que es esto que se tarda? |
4081 | Porque no se acude? |
4081 | Puede ser de hazer burla de mi amor? |
4081 | Put thee in words and fashion, made thee fit For more than ordinary fellowships? |
4081 | Que es esto, senores, que no venga? |
4081 | Rascals, Would run themselves from breath, to see me ride, Or you t''have but a hole to thrust your heads in, For which you should pay ear- rent? |
4081 | Say you so, sir Epicure? |
4081 | Senores, porque se tarda tanto? |
4081 | Shall I not have it with me? |
4081 | Shall I see her grace? |
4081 | Shall he not? |
4081 | Sir, do you Believe that eggs are hatch''d so? |
4081 | Sir, have you done? |
4081 | Sir, please you, Shall I not change the filter? |
4081 | Sir? |
4081 | Speak not the scriptures oft in parables? |
4081 | Speak you this from art? |
4081 | Stay, Face, you must go to the door,''Pray God it be my anabaptist-- Who is''t, Dol? |
4081 | Stay, man; what is she? |
4081 | Subtle, Let''s know where you set up next; I will send you A customer now and then, for old acquaintance: What new course have you? |
4081 | Swear by your fac, and in a thing so known Unto the doctor? |
4081 | Sweet Dol, You must go tune your virginal, no losing O''the least time: and, do you hear? |
4081 | TIM,(?) |
4081 | That''s your crow''s head? |
4081 | The angry tongue he talks in? |
4081 | The venture tripartite? |
4081 | Then I may send my spits? |
4081 | Think you so, sir? |
4081 | This day, thou shalt have ingots; and to- morrow, Give lords th''affront.--Is it, my Zephyrus, right? |
4081 | This is heathen Greek to you!--And what''s your mercury? |
4081 | This is heathen Greek to you, now!-- And when comes vivification? |
4081 | Thy hair went off? |
4081 | To be a countess, say you, a Spanish countess, sir? |
4081 | UNBORED,(?) |
4081 | WHETSTONE, GEORGE, an author who lived 1544(?) |
4081 | WHINILING,(?) |
4081 | WHIT,(?) |
4081 | Was Shakespeare then concerned in this war of the stages? |
4081 | Was not all the knowledge Of the Aegyptians writ in mystic symbols? |
4081 | Was not my Dapper here yet? |
4081 | We''ll draw lots: You''ll stand to that? |
4081 | Well-- Your business, Abel? |
4081 | Were the orphans''parents Sincere professors? |
4081 | Were you the don, sir? |
4081 | What are you, sir? |
4081 | What box is that? |
4081 | What call you her brother? |
4081 | What can you not do Against lords spiritual or temporal, That shall oppone you? |
4081 | What care you? |
4081 | What device should he bring forth now? |
4081 | What did he come for? |
4081 | What do you mean, my masters? |
4081 | What do you mean? |
4081 | What do you say? |
4081 | What do you think of me, That I am a chiaus? |
4081 | What dost thou think on''t, Subtle? |
4081 | What else are all your terms, Whereon no one of your writers''grees with other? |
4081 | What else? |
4081 | What is he, general? |
4081 | What is he, is with you? |
4081 | What is she when she''s out of her fit? |
4081 | What is she? |
4081 | What is some three ounces Of fresh materials? |
4081 | What is that portion? |
4081 | What is the motive? |
4081 | What is this? |
4081 | What is your name, say you? |
4081 | What is''t an ounce? |
4081 | What is''t, Nab? |
4081 | What knaves, what cheaters? |
4081 | What mean you, sir? |
4081 | What mean you, sir? |
4081 | What means this? |
4081 | What need you? |
4081 | What news, Dol? |
4081 | What now? |
4081 | What paper''s that? |
4081 | What paper? |
4081 | What says he? |
4081 | What says my dainty Dolkin? |
4081 | What shall I do? |
4081 | What shall I do? |
4081 | What shall we do now, Face? |
4081 | What shall we do then? |
4081 | What shall we do with this same puffin here, Now he''s on the spit? |
4081 | What should I swear? |
4081 | What should my knave advance, To draw this company? |
4081 | What sort of birds were they? |
4081 | What talks he now? |
4081 | What to do? |
4081 | What trade art thou on? |
4081 | What warrant have you? |
4081 | What will serve? |
4081 | What will the orphan''s goods arise to, think you? |
4081 | What will you do With these the while? |
4081 | What wilt thou give me, i''faith? |
4081 | What''s cohobation? |
4081 | What''s that? |
4081 | What''s that? |
4081 | What''s that? |
4081 | What''s the matter, good sir? |
4081 | What''s the matter, sir? |
4081 | What''s the proper passion of metals? |
4081 | What''s to do there? |
4081 | What''s your medicine, To draw so many several sorts of wild fowl? |
4081 | What''s your name? |
4081 | What''s your ultimum supplicium auri? |
4081 | What, and so little beard? |
4081 | What, and turn that too? |
4081 | What, do you change your copy now? |
4081 | What, those in the cellar, The knight sir Mammon claims? |
4081 | What, with the plague? |
4081 | What? |
4081 | What? |
4081 | When do you make projection? |
4081 | When must he come for his familiar? |
4081 | When saw you him? |
4081 | Where are you, doctor? |
4081 | Where be the French petticoats, And girdles and hangers? |
4081 | Where does he carry her? |
4081 | Where have you greater atheists than your cooks? |
4081 | Where is he? |
4081 | Where is he? |
4081 | Where is he? |
4081 | Where is my Subtle, there? |
4081 | Where is my drudge? |
4081 | Where is she? |
4081 | Where is she? |
4081 | Where is the doctor? |
4081 | Where is the doxy? |
4081 | Where is the instrument of wickedness, My lewd false drudge? |
4081 | Where is this collier? |
4081 | Where shall it be done? |
4081 | Where shall we now Bestow him? |
4081 | Where''s Drugger? |
4081 | Where''s Subtle? |
4081 | Where''s master? |
4081 | Where''s master? |
4081 | Where''s the captain? |
4081 | Where''s the lady? |
4081 | Where''s the money? |
4081 | Where''s the widow? |
4081 | Where? |
4081 | Wherein, sir? |
4081 | Wherein, sir? |
4081 | Wherein? |
4081 | Wherein? |
4081 | Which finger''s that? |
4081 | Which? |
4081 | Who can not? |
4081 | Who had it then? |
4081 | Who is he? |
4081 | Who is it, Dol? |
4081 | Who is it, sir? |
4081 | Who is''t? |
4081 | Who says so? |
4081 | Who shall do''t? |
4081 | Who shall take your word? |
4081 | Who would have look''d it should have been that rascal, Surly? |
4081 | Who would you speak with, sir? |
4081 | Who would you speak with? |
4081 | Who''s that? |
4081 | Who''s that? |
4081 | Who''s that? |
4081 | Who''s that? |
4081 | Who''s there? |
4081 | Who''s there? |
4081 | Who''s there? |
4081 | Who, sir, Jeremy? |
4081 | Who? |
4081 | Whom? |
4081 | Why do you ask? |
4081 | Why should you wish so? |
4081 | Why you the keys? |
4081 | Why, I pray you, have I Been countenanced by you, or you by me? |
4081 | Why, have you so? |
4081 | Why, if it do, What remedy? |
4081 | Why, sir? |
4081 | Why, what have you observ''d, sir, in our art, Seems so impossible? |
4081 | Why, what''s the matter? |
4081 | Why, what''s the matter? |
4081 | Why, who Am I, my mungrel? |
4081 | Why, would you be A gallant, and not game? |
4081 | Why? |
4081 | Will he take then? |
4081 | Will he win at cards too? |
4081 | Will nought be sav''d that''s good for med''cine, think''st thou? |
4081 | Will the doctor teach this? |
4081 | Will you be Your own destructions, gentlemen? |
4081 | Will you be so loud? |
4081 | Will you begone, sir? |
4081 | Will you commit more sin, To excuse a varlet? |
4081 | Will you go fetch Don Diego off, the while? |
4081 | Will you go help to fetch in Don in state? |
4081 | Will you have The neighbours hear you? |
4081 | Will you mar all? |
4081 | Will you then do? |
4081 | Will you undo yourselves with civil war? |
4081 | Will you, don bawd and pickpurse? |
4081 | Will you, sir? |
4081 | Wilt thou do this? |
4081 | Wilt thou? |
4081 | With all my heart, sir; Am I discharged o''the lot? |
4081 | Without priority? |
4081 | Would I were hang''d then? |
4081 | Would you be gone now? |
4081 | Wrought thee to spirit, to quintessence, with pains Would twice have won me the philosopher''s work? |
4081 | Yes, but do you think, doctor, I e''er shall quarrel well? |
4081 | Yes, how then, sir? |
4081 | Yes, sir; did you never see me play the Fool? |
4081 | Yes; are they gone? |
4081 | Yes; say, lord general, how fares our camp? |
4081 | You are indeed: Will you hear me, sir? |
4081 | You do mistake the house, sir: What sign was''t at? |
4081 | You have heard all? |
4081 | You hear the Don too? |
4081 | You mean no treason, sir? |
4081 | You most notorious whelp, you insolent slave, Dare you do this? |
4081 | You saw no bills set up that promised cure Of agues, or the tooth- ach? |
4081 | You were born upon a Wednesday? |
4081 | You''ll bring your head within a cockscomb, will you? |
4081 | You''ll do it? |
4081 | You''ll hear me, sir? |
4081 | Your aunt of Fairy? |
4081 | Your cock''s- comb''s, is it not? |
4081 | Your grace will command him no more duties? |
4081 | Your lapis philosophicus? |
4081 | Your magisterium now, What''s that? |
4081 | a Ripley? |
4081 | a billing? |
4081 | a bona roba? |
4081 | all things in common? |
4081 | and dost thou despair, my little Nab, Knowing what the doctor has set down for thee, And seeing so many of the city dubb''d? |
4081 | and flee me When I come in? |
4081 | and gat you? |
4081 | and holds it? |
4081 | and toward such a fortune? |
4081 | and your brass pots, That should have been golden flagons, and great wedges? |
4081 | art thou so near? |
4081 | as if you only had The powder to project with, and the work Were not begun out of equality? |
4081 | calcine? |
4081 | can we ever think, When you have won five or six thousand pound, You''ll send us shares in''t, by this rate? |
4081 | do not we Sustain our parts? |
4081 | do you talk? |
4081 | do you think it? |
4081 | do you use me thus? |
4081 | dost thou deal, Nab? |
4081 | flacon) round the neck(?). |
4081 | for that money? |
4081 | for what? |
4081 | good prize? |
4081 | had your holy consistory No name to send me, of another sound, Than wicked Ananias? |
4081 | has he bit? |
4081 | hath the count Been courteous, lady? |
4081 | have I lost her then? |
4081 | have you done? |
4081 | have you found that out? |
4081 | have you no more regard To your reputations? |
4081 | have you that? |
4081 | he hung out no banners Of a strange calf with five legs to be seen, Or a huge lobster with six claws? |
4081 | he is a slave, Whate''er he is, and the son of a whore.--Are you The man, sir, I would know? |
4081 | heathen Greek? |
4081 | how so? |
4081 | in a dream? |
4081 | indeed.-- Why do you not thank her grace? |
4081 | is Ars sacra, Or chrysopoeia, or spagyrica, Or the pamphysic, or panarchic knowledge, A heathen language? |
4081 | is he such a fellow? |
4081 | is he? |
4081 | is his mouth down? |
4081 | is this true? |
4081 | it will repair you when you are spent: How do they live by their wits there, that have vented Six times your fortunes? |
4081 | liberal, and open? |
4081 | my honest Abel? |
4081 | no means, No trick to give a man a taste of her-- wit-- Or so? |
4081 | on D, sir? |
4081 | perfect? |
4081 | records? |
4081 | reel you? |
4081 | sapor stiptic? |
4081 | sell my fortune? |
4081 | should they have been, sir, turn''d into gold, all? |
4081 | that I am? |
4081 | the loud lie? |
4081 | to 1587(?). |
4081 | to quarrel? |
4081 | to take it? |
4081 | to tempt you with these spirits? |
4081 | what colour says it? |
4081 | what mates, what Baiards have we here? |
4081 | what shall I do? |
4081 | what sight is here? |
4081 | where be the trunks? |
4081 | where''s your judgment? |
4081 | which is he? |
4081 | who am I? |
4081 | who comes here? |
4081 | whom do you seek? |
4081 | why? |
4081 | why? |
4081 | will nothing be preserv''d Of all our cost? |
4081 | will you betray all? |
4081 | would you have me stalk like a mill- jade, All day, for one that will not yield us grains? |
4081 | you Knipper- doling? |
4081 | you admire now? |
4081 | you have eaten your gag? |
3695 | Drink to me only with thine eyes,or"Still to be neat, still to be dressed"? |
3695 | June, July? |
3695 | ''Bonaroba, quaeso, que novelles? |
3695 | ''Fore God, her ladyship says true, knight: but does he not affect the clown most naturally, mistress? |
3695 | ''Ods me, what luck''s this? |
3695 | ''Slid, sir, what should you behold in my face, sir, that should move you, as they say, sir, to ask me, sir, if I would sell my rapier? |
3695 | ''Slife, and I had purposed to be extraordinarily merry, I had drunk off a good preparative of old sack here; but will they come, will they come? |
3695 | ''Slight, how will you do then? |
3695 | ''Slight, with what conscience can you ask me to pay that I never drank for? |
3695 | ''Tis most court- like spoken, sir; but how might we do to have a sight of your dog and cat? |
3695 | ''Tis true; but why should we observe them, Asper? |
3695 | ''Tis true; but, Stoic, where, in the vast world, Doth that man breathe, that can so much command His blood and his affection? |
3695 | ''sblood, let them keep themselves, they are no sheep, are they? |
3695 | ''slid, stay: this is worse and worse: What says he of St. Swithin''s? |
3695 | ( See Pomander) DIBBLE,(?) |
3695 | ), fol., 1616; The Alchemist, 4to, 1612; Catiline, his Conspiracy, 4to, 1611; Bartholomew Fayre, 4to, 1614(? |
3695 | );(?) |
3695 | -- But e''en now, say you? |
3695 | -- Come, signior, your looks are too dejected, methinks; why mix you not mirth with the rest? |
3695 | -- Do not I know the time''s condition? |
3695 | -- Do you hear, sir Puntarvolo? |
3695 | -- Gentlemen, how like you it? |
3695 | -- How like you him, signior? |
3695 | -- How now, Carlo? |
3695 | -- How now, monsieur Brisk? |
3695 | -- Nay, gentlemen, why do you not seek out the knight, and comfort him? |
3695 | -- Now, sir, let me see, what must you have for this hat? |
3695 | -- Say you, sir? |
3695 | -- Say you, uncle? |
3695 | -- This is all in the bill here, is it not? |
3695 | -- What said you, uncle? |
3695 | -- Who''s there? |
3695 | A humourist too? |
3695 | A merchant of any worth? |
3695 | A scholar, Macilente; do you not know him? |
3695 | After the trumpet has summon''d a parle, not before? |
3695 | And asking, why? |
3695 | And give my worth allowance before his? |
3695 | And how does master Fastidious Brisk? |
3695 | And how does my rare qualified friend, Sogliardo? |
3695 | And how is he respected there? |
3695 | And how is the manner of it, prithee, good signior? |
3695 | And not your cat? |
3695 | And points too, sir? |
3695 | And what could have been the nature of this"purge"? |
3695 | And what makes he in Paul''s now? |
3695 | And what news hear you? |
3695 | And, signior, acquaint your sister, how liberally, and out of his bounty, your brother has used you( do you see? |
3695 | Answer, what? |
3695 | Are none of the gallants come yet? |
3695 | Are these the admired lady- wits, that having so good a plain song, can run no better division upon it? |
3695 | As how, good signior? |
3695 | As how? |
3695 | As if one were frighted? |
3695 | As upon her lips, does she mean? |
3695 | Ay, I heard him: and did you swear true, sir? |
3695 | Ay, and to save so wretched a caitiff? |
3695 | Ay, are you howling, you wolf? |
3695 | Ay, but will you promise to come? |
3695 | Ay, do you make a wonder on''t? |
3695 | Ay, faith, which makes it the more pitiful; you understand where the scene is? |
3695 | Ay, he is my Pylades, and I am his Orestes: how like you the conceit? |
3695 | Ay, is it even so? |
3695 | Ay, is it not? |
3695 | Ay, sir, almost: Will you have the cloth laid, master Carlo? |
3695 | BUFO, black tincture BUGLE, long- shaped bead BULLED,(?) |
3695 | Better with similes than smiles: and whither were you riding now, signior? |
3695 | Boy, do you look to the hobby? |
3695 | But can this be possible? |
3695 | But did not the train hold? |
3695 | But has your husband any such purpose? |
3695 | But have you arms, have you arms? |
3695 | But shall I not use tobacco at all? |
3695 | But when shall I see him? |
3695 | But why enforce I this? |
3695 | But you can not bring him to the whiffe so soon? |
3695 | But you do, in earnest, lady? |
3695 | Can you, sir? |
3695 | Carlo, did I offer any violence? |
3695 | Cavalier, you knew signior Clog, that was hang''d for the robbery at Harrow on the hill? |
3695 | Clove and Orange? |
3695 | Come, I marle what piece of night- work you have in hand now, that you call for a cloak, and your shoes: What, is this your pander? |
3695 | Come, when will you pay me again, now? |
3695 | Did you call, master Carlo? |
3695 | Did you ever hear any woman speak like her? |
3695 | Did you ever in your days observe better passion over a hilt? |
3695 | Did you see sir Puntarvolo''s dog here, cavalier, since you came? |
3695 | Do not you? |
3695 | Do you believe so? |
3695 | Do you hear this reported for certainty? |
3695 | Do you hear this, signior? |
3695 | Do you know her, sir? |
3695 | Do you know her, sir? |
3695 | Do you mark, how it hangs at the knee there? |
3695 | Do you observe that signior? |
3695 | Do you observe the plunges that this poor gallant is put to, signior, to purchase the fashion? |
3695 | Does he observe all the laws of comedy in it? |
3695 | Does it apply well to my suit? |
3695 | Does the wench know him all this while, then? |
3695 | Doubtless the gentleman is most exact, and absolutely qualified; doth the castle contain him? |
3695 | Faith, how like you the fashion? |
3695 | For God''s sake do, not all; do you see the collar, sir? |
3695 | For what? |
3695 | Gentlemen, shall we entreat you to be witnesses? |
3695 | Give me leave to crave your name, sir? |
3695 | Granted, quoth you? |
3695 | Ha, what? |
3695 | Had it not been pity so good a man should have been cast away? |
3695 | Hark you, sir, have you dispatch''d this same? |
3695 | Hath Gorgon''s head made marble of you? |
3695 | Have you a pair of tables? |
3695 | Have you any pen and ink, sister? |
3695 | Have you seen a pimp outface his own wants better? |
3695 | He does not go barefoot, does he? |
3695 | Heart, can any man walk more upright than he does? |
3695 | Heart, what will you say if this be the appendix or label to both you indentures? |
3695 | How comes this? |
3695 | How do I mistake it? |
3695 | How do you like his spirit, Mitis? |
3695 | How does it become me, well? |
3695 | How does my sweet lady? |
3695 | How dost thou, sweet lady? |
3695 | How is that, sir? |
3695 | How lik''st thou my boy, Carlo? |
3695 | How lik''st thou my change, Carlo? |
3695 | How lik''st thou my suit, haberdasher? |
3695 | How like you her wit? |
3695 | How like you him? |
3695 | How like you that answer? |
3695 | How like you the deciphering of his dotage? |
3695 | How like you them, signior? |
3695 | How like you this first exploit of his? |
3695 | How long is''t since he went? |
3695 | How long should I be, ere I should put off To the lord chancellor''s tomb, or the shrives''poste? |
3695 | How now, monsieur Brisk? |
3695 | How now, nephew? |
3695 | How now, signior? |
3695 | How now, sirrah? |
3695 | How now, what says the notary? |
3695 | How now, what''s here to do? |
3695 | How so? |
3695 | How then? |
3695 | How think you of that? |
3695 | How, how, for the love of wit? |
3695 | How, said I? |
3695 | How, the method? |
3695 | How? |
3695 | I fain would know of heaven now, why yond fool Should wear a suit of satin? |
3695 | I fear I have made you stay somewhat long, sir; but is my tobacco ready, boy? |
3695 | I have fetch''d my tailor and all: which way went he, sister, can you tell? |
3695 | I hope all be quiet now; if I can get but forth of this street, I care not: masters, I pray you tell me, is the constable gone? |
3695 | I know you''ll deal ingenuously with us; is he made much of amongst the sweeter sort of gallants? |
3695 | I pray you, what said he, signior? |
3695 | I think you took me for Master Fastidious Brisk, sister, did you not? |
3695 | I understand it not well, what is''t? |
3695 | In good time, sir: nay, good sir, house your head; do you profess these sleights in tobacco? |
3695 | In reasonable state, sir; what citizen is that you were consorted with? |
3695 | Is any man termed a gentleman, that is not always in the fashion? |
3695 | Is he a scholar, or a soldier? |
3695 | Is he bountiful? |
3695 | Is he learned? |
3695 | Is he magnanimous? |
3695 | Is he no more graced amongst them then, say you? |
3695 | Is he not my son, except he be his own son? |
3695 | Is he one of your acquaintance? |
3695 | Is he religious? |
3695 | Is he so tall a man? |
3695 | Is his hour past? |
3695 | Is it he? |
3695 | Is it not envy? |
3695 | Is it possible there should be any such humorist? |
3695 | Is it possible? |
3695 | Is it right, boy? |
3695 | Is it thus? |
3695 | Is not his authority of power to give our scene approbation? |
3695 | Is not pleasing this? |
3695 | Is not this good? |
3695 | Is she your mistress? |
3695 | Is signior Deliro''s wife your kinswoman? |
3695 | Is the knight arrived? |
3695 | Is the loin pork enough? |
3695 | Is this he? |
3695 | Is this not purely good? |
3695 | Is this the comet, monsieur Fastidious, that your gallants wonder at so? |
3695 | Is this the dog goes with you? |
3695 | Is this the way? |
3695 | Is your tobacco perfumed, servant, that you swear by the sweet smoke? |
3695 | Is''t not good? |
3695 | Is''t possible she should deserve so well, As you pretend? |
3695 | Is''t possible that such a spacious villain Should live, and not be plagued? |
3695 | Is''t possible? |
3695 | Is''t right? |
3695 | It seems then he bears a very changing sail? |
3695 | LADY P.[ ABOVE] is your desire to speak with me, sir knight? |
3695 | Lay hold on me, sir, for what? |
3695 | Let me hear; how is it? |
3695 | Let me see, what harvest shall we have? |
3695 | Like enough, sir; but would I might see this wonder you talk of; may one have a sight of him for any reasonable sum? |
3695 | Meaning my head, lady? |
3695 | Monsieur Brisk? |
3695 | Monsieur Fastidious, do you see this fellow there? |
3695 | My honest friend, may I commit the tuition of this dog to thy prudent care? |
3695 | Nay, I beseech you, gentlemen, what means this? |
3695 | Nay, how accurst art thou, that art cause to the curse of the poor? |
3695 | Nay, it has as much variety of colours in it, as you have seen a coat have; how like you the crest, sir? |
3695 | Nay, nay, stay, stay; hear you? |
3695 | Nay, prithee leave: What''s he there? |
3695 | Nay, stay, sweet lady:''que novelles? |
3695 | Nay, why do you not doat now, signior? |
3695 | Nephew, will you go to court with us? |
3695 | No, for you do not know the humour of the dog, as we do: Where shall we dine, Carlo? |
3695 | No; have you such a one? |
3695 | Not I: did he appoint you to meet here? |
3695 | Not since the humour of gentility was upon you, did you? |
3695 | Not unlike, sir; but how? |
3695 | Now by the sincerity of my soul, welcome; welcome, gentlemen: and how dost thou, thou''Grand Scourge'', or''Second Untruss of the time''? |
3695 | Now, signior, how approve you this? |
3695 | O ho, lady, it pleases you to say so, in truth: And how does my sweet lady? |
3695 | O my senses, Why lost you not your powers, and become Dull''d, if not deaded, with this spectacle? |
3695 | O, do you know me, man? |
3695 | O, good cousin, I am a little busy, how does my niece? |
3695 | O, signior, where''s your Resolution? |
3695 | O, was it no otherwise? |
3695 | O, what else? |
3695 | O, what else? |
3695 | Od''s precious, come away, man, what do you mean? |
3695 | Of what years is the knight, fair damsel? |
3695 | Or who hath such a dead unfeeling sense, That heaven''s horrid thunders can not wake? |
3695 | PANTOFLE, indoor shoe, slipper PARAMENTOS, fine trappings PARANOMASIE, a play upon words PARANTORY,(?) |
3695 | Paton, pellet of dough; perhaps the"moulding of the tobacco... for the pipe"( Gifford);(?) |
3695 | Peace; who be these, Carlo? |
3695 | Pray you, sir, did you see master Fastidious Brisk? |
3695 | Prithee away: Is signior Deliro departed? |
3695 | Pylades and Orestes? |
3695 | S''blood, why should such a prick- ear''d hind as this Be rich, ha? |
3695 | Said I not true? |
3695 | Save you lady; where is master Deliro? |
3695 | Save you, good sir Puntarvolo; your dog''s in health, sir, I see: How now, Carlo? |
3695 | See Howleglass UMBRATILE, like or pertaining to a shadow UMBRE, brown dye UNBATED, unabated UNBORED,(?) |
3695 | Sell my rapier? |
3695 | Shall I be so extravagant, to think, That happy judgments, and composed spirits, Will challenge me for taxing such as these? |
3695 | Shall I tell you, sir? |
3695 | Signior Macilente, you take none, sir? |
3695 | Signior, you are well encountered; how is it? |
3695 | Sirrah, Carlo, thou never saw''st my gray hobby yet, didst thou? |
3695 | Sirrah, George, do you see that concealment there, that napkin under the table? |
3695 | Sirrah, where is my dog? |
3695 | Sirrah, who gave you a commission to lie in my lordship? |
3695 | Sister methinks you are melancholy; why are you so sad? |
3695 | So you may; were you never at any yet? |
3695 | So you''ll infer it had been hate, not envy in him, to reprehend the humour of Sordido? |
3695 | So, now, are you Out of your Humour, sir? |
3695 | So, sir, and what follows? |
3695 | So, sir, and what say you? |
3695 | So, sir; but when appears Macilente again? |
3695 | Soft, who be these? |
3695 | Stay, what new mute is this, that walks so suspiciously? |
3695 | Stay; who be these that address themselves towards us? |
3695 | That I will: when would you have me do it? |
3695 | The count Frugale''s health, sir? |
3695 | The lord of the soil has all wefts and strays here, has he not? |
3695 | Then have you the count Gratiato? |
3695 | Then he has travelled? |
3695 | Then you must of necessity know our court- star there, that planet of wit, madona Saviolina? |
3695 | These are general, conceiv''st thou? |
3695 | This humour? |
3695 | This, sir? |
3695 | Troth, that''s pretty: how say you, cavalier, shall it be so? |
3695 | Tut, these star- monger knaves, who would trust them? |
3695 | Uncle, God save you; did you see a gentleman, one monsieur Brisk, a courtier? |
3695 | Upon my gentility, sir: Carlo, a word with you; do you see that same fellow, there? |
3695 | Upon the viol de gambo, you mean? |
3695 | Very good, sir; is this all? |
3695 | Was Shakespeare then concerned in this war of the stages? |
3695 | Was not this business well carried? |
3695 | Was this the ridiculous motive to all this passion? |
3695 | Was''t not a good device this same of me, sirs? |
3695 | Well, I will not altogether despair: I have heard of a citizen''s wife has been beloved of a courtier; and why not I? |
3695 | Well, sir, I''ll not stick with any gentleman for a trifle: you know what''tis remains? |
3695 | Well, we will not dispute of this now; but what''s his scene? |
3695 | What are his endowments? |
3695 | What be these two, signior? |
3695 | What bright- shining gallant''s that with them? |
3695 | What brisk Nymphadoro is that in the white virgin- boot there? |
3695 | What call you the lord of the castle, sweet face? |
3695 | What call you your nephew, signior? |
3695 | What coloured riband would you have? |
3695 | What complexion, or what stature bears he? |
3695 | What does he study? |
3695 | What follows next, signior Cordatus? |
3695 | What if he should be no gentleman now, but a clown indeed, lady? |
3695 | What if he were not a man, ye may as well say? |
3695 | What is he for a creature? |
3695 | What is he, gentle monsieur Brisk? |
3695 | What is he? |
3695 | What laws mean you? |
3695 | What magazine, or treasury of bliss? |
3695 | What may this fellow be, Cordatus? |
3695 | What means this, signior Deliro? |
3695 | What name do you give him first? |
3695 | What says he? |
3695 | What says my nephew? |
3695 | What shall I do? |
3695 | What tavern is it? |
3695 | What thinks my Resolution? |
3695 | What was the difference between that gallant that''s gone and you, sir? |
3695 | What will you say, if I make it so perspicuously appear now, that yourself shall confess nothing more possible? |
3695 | What wine please you have, sir? |
3695 | What would you do withal? |
3695 | What''s he, signior? |
3695 | What''s master Fastidious gone, sister? |
3695 | What''s that he said? |
3695 | What''s that sir? |
3695 | What''s that, sir? |
3695 | What, and scaped? |
3695 | What, and shall we see him clown it? |
3695 | What, are they gone, sirs? |
3695 | What, are you ready there? |
3695 | What, can there not? |
3695 | What, cavalier Shirt? |
3695 | What, dost thou think I live by my wits? |
3695 | What, has he purchased arms, then? |
3695 | What, he in the blush- coloured satin? |
3695 | What, in the old case? |
3695 | What, is it right? |
3695 | What, is she gone? |
3695 | What, is supper ready, George? |
3695 | What, is this all? |
3695 | What, is''t a prognostication raps him so? |
3695 | What, of Macilente? |
3695 | What, shall I ever be thus crost and plagued, And sick of husband? |
3695 | What, she did not see thee? |
3695 | What, the French pox? |
3695 | What, will he deal upon such quantities of wine, alone? |
3695 | What, will he hang himself? |
3695 | What, you''ll stay, signior? |
3695 | When did you see him? |
3695 | When do you go, sir? |
3695 | When saw you master Fastidious Brisk, brother? |
3695 | When saw you my niece? |
3695 | When saw you signior Sogliardo? |
3695 | Where is Carlo? |
3695 | Where is he? |
3695 | Where shall we go, signior? |
3695 | Where will you have them burn, sir? |
3695 | Where''s George? |
3695 | Where''s signior Deliro? |
3695 | Where''s your keeper? |
3695 | Where? |
3695 | Which, indeed, a true fear of your mistress should do, rather than gum- water, or whites of eggs; is''t not so, sir? |
3695 | Whiffe, and Apple- John too? |
3695 | Whither go you now with him? |
3695 | Whither in such haste, monsieur Fastidious? |
3695 | Whither should I ride but to the court? |
3695 | Who brought this same, sirrah? |
3695 | Who can behold such prodigies as these, And have his lips seal''d up? |
3695 | Who can endure to see blind Fortune dote thus? |
3695 | Who can provide feast for his own desires, With serving others? |
3695 | Who feeds with a good name? |
3695 | Who is so patient of this impious world, That he can check his spirit, or rein his tongue? |
3695 | Who, I, sir? |
3695 | Who, I? |
3695 | Who, he? |
3695 | Who? |
3695 | Who? |
3695 | Whom should he personate in this, signior? |
3695 | Why are you in this passion? |
3695 | Why are you not merry then? |
3695 | Why are you so melancholy, brother? |
3695 | Why look you so pale, brother? |
3695 | Why might he not as well have hated Sordido as him? |
3695 | Why should I take you for him? |
3695 | Why so? |
3695 | Why so? |
3695 | Why, I thank you, signior; but what is that you tell me may concern my peace so much? |
3695 | Why, I thought, sir Puntarvolo, you had been gone your voyage? |
3695 | Why, Who am I, sir? |
3695 | Why, an I did find fault, sir? |
3695 | Why, be they not the same persons in this, as they would have been in those? |
3695 | Why, but do you remember no particulars, signior? |
3695 | Why, but do you speak this seriously? |
3695 | Why, but e''en now; did you not meet him? |
3695 | Why, but signior, how comes it that Fungoso appeared not with his sister''s intelligence to Brisk? |
3695 | Why, but which of the munition is miscarried, ha? |
3695 | Why, but will you leave him with so slight command, and infuse no more charge upon the fellow? |
3695 | Why, do you suspect his merit? |
3695 | Why, does she love activity? |
3695 | Why, dost thou not keep a dog? |
3695 | Why, gallants, let me laugh at you a little: was this your device, to try my judgment in a gentleman? |
3695 | Why, gentle wife, is now thy walk too sweet? |
3695 | Why, had he more aiders then? |
3695 | Why, has she deciphered him, gentlemen? |
3695 | Why, how much have you there, sir? |
3695 | Why, how so? |
3695 | Why, is porridge so hurtful, signior? |
3695 | Why, let''em starve, what''s that to me? |
3695 | Why, my sweet heart? |
3695 | Why, sir? |
3695 | Why, sir? |
3695 | Why, therein I commend your careful thoughts, And I will mix with you in industry To please: but whom? |
3695 | Why, what has he in him of such virtue to be regarded, ha? |
3695 | Why, will that Make it be sooner swallowed? |
3695 | Will you sell your rapier? |
3695 | Will your ladyship take any? |
3695 | Wilt thou seek the undoing of any man? |
3695 | With all my heart, sir; what sum will serve you? |
3695 | Would any woman, but one that were wild in her affections, have broke out into that immodest and violent passion against her husband? |
3695 | Would you speak with me, sir? |
3695 | Yes, faith; have you been here all this while? |
3695 | You are right well encounter''d, sir; how does your fair dog? |
3695 | You ask''d me if I would sell my rapier, sir? |
3695 | You can blazon the rest, signior, can you not? |
3695 | You can tell, cousin? |
3695 | You do not mean to ride, gentlemen? |
3695 | You have seen Signior Puntarvolo accost his lady? |
3695 | You have seen his play, Cordatus: pray you, how is it? |
3695 | You say well, but I would fain hear one of these autumn- judgments define once,"Quid sit comoedia?" |
3695 | You will go with me, Resolution? |
3695 | You will not fail me at the next term with the rest? |
3695 | You will not serve me, sir, will you? |
3695 | Your mind is carried away with somewhat else: I ask what news you hear? |
3695 | a new suit? |
3695 | a tedious chapter of courtship, after sir Lancelot and queen Guenever? |
3695 | all this censing? |
3695 | an I take an humour of a thing once, I am like your tailor''s needle, I go through: but, for my name, signior, how think you? |
3695 | and benevolence? |
3695 | and of such a man too? |
3695 | and what hast thou for him that is with him, now? |
3695 | and why this humour, Mitis? |
3695 | and will you, sir, get your living by the counsel of traitors? |
3695 | are bees Bound to keep life in drones and idle moths? |
3695 | are the writings ready? |
3695 | art thou come? |
3695 | as fainting? |
3695 | beautiful and lusty? |
3695 | blind Fortune still Bestows her gifts on such as can not use them: How long shall I live, ere I be so happy To have a wife of this exceeding form? |
3695 | but a man, a beast, That hath no bliss like others? |
3695 | can the earth bear such an envious caitiff? |
3695 | comes it in there? |
3695 | did I undertake it for you? |
3695 | did you discern any such thing in him, madam? |
3695 | did you never do any robbery in your life? |
3695 | did you see how the tears trill''d? |
3695 | do you know me, sir? |
3695 | do you sigh? |
3695 | does he know me? |
3695 | does he not look like a clown? |
3695 | dost thou think I dare not? |
3695 | doth not his passion speak Out of my divination? |
3695 | dull now? |
3695 | flacon) round the neck(?). |
3695 | ha, what is he, man? |
3695 | has the wolf seen you, ha? |
3695 | has''t not been tedious? |
3695 | have the humourists exprest themselves truly or no? |
3695 | have they so? |
3695 | have you found that out? |
3695 | he is enamour''d of the fashion, is he? |
3695 | he serve? |
3695 | he? |
3695 | heart, what dost thou with such a greasy dish? |
3695 | here are no spies, are there? |
3695 | hot and moist? |
3695 | how comes it then, that in some one play we see so many seas, countries, and kingdoms, passed over with such admirable dexterity? |
3695 | how comes that? |
3695 | how dost thou open the vein of thy friend? |
3695 | how mean you that, friend? |
3695 | how shall I do? |
3695 | how should I keep''em then? |
3695 | how then? |
3695 | in health? |
3695 | is he courteous? |
3695 | is his dog dead? |
3695 | is there any such foolish thing in the world, ha? |
3695 | is this a weather to send benevolence? |
3695 | is''t not a good spiteful slave, ha? |
3695 | is''t not admirable? |
3695 | is''t not strange? |
3695 | knight, will you suffer this? |
3695 | my lordship? |
3695 | no, my dear, I will not be divorced from thee, yet; I have ever found thee true as steel, and-- You can not impart, sir? |
3695 | no; you shall begin with,"How does my sweet lady", or,"Why are you so melancholy, madam?" |
3695 | not by me, I hope? |
3695 | not that gentleman? |
3695 | on a chief argent? |
3695 | or anybody be the better for my gold, or so forth? |
3695 | or enriched with a more plentiful discourse? |
3695 | or is this a season to revel in? |
3695 | or lies be hid Within the wrinkled bosom of the world, Where Heaven can not see him? |
3695 | or think his own worth impeached, by beholding his motley inside? |
3695 | out pox: we have them in as good a form as they, man; what? |
3695 | presently? |
3695 | que novelles?'' |
3695 | que novelles?'' |
3695 | revels? |
3695 | shall I adventure? |
3695 | shall my son gain a benevolence by my death? |
3695 | signior Tripartite, that would give my dog the whiffe? |
3695 | signior Whiffe? |
3695 | spit three or fourscore ounces? |
3695 | spy BEAR IN HAND, keep in suspense, deceive with false hopes BEARWARD, bear leader BEDPHERE See Phere BEDSTAFF,(?) |
3695 | that rook, That painted jay, with such a deal of outside: What is his inside, trow? |
3695 | the knight they went to? |
3695 | the law? |
3695 | the sound of the spur? |
3695 | this in the starched beard? |
3695 | to 1587(?) |
3695 | to be cased up and hung by on the wall? |
3695 | vautrier), dog- keeper FEWMETS, dung FICO, fig FIGGUM,(?) |
3695 | was it your project, sir? |
3695 | was your new- created gallant there with you, Sogliardo? |
3695 | welcome: saw you monsieur Brisk? |
3695 | what fortune has brought you into these west parts? |
3695 | what humour''s this? |
3695 | what inauspicious chance interposed itself to your two loves? |
3695 | what is''t? |
3695 | what star ruled his birth, That brought him such a Star? |
3695 | what think you of Plautus, in his comedy called''Cistellaria''? |
3695 | what would my son, sir? |
3695 | what''s that you consider so seriously? |
3695 | what''s the matter? |
3695 | what, is she fair, splendidious, and amiable? |
3695 | where are the rest, where are the rest? |
3695 | where be these shot- sharks? |
3695 | where is she? |
3695 | where? |
3695 | wherefore dost thou stay, knave? |
3695 | wherefore should he have land, Houses, and lordships? |
3695 | wherefore? |
3695 | whining, weakly WHIT,(?) |
3695 | who thrives with loving? |
3695 | whose dog- keeper art thou? |
3695 | why, didst thou not send for musicians at supper last night thyself? |
3695 | why, gallants, is this he that can not be deciphered? |
3695 | why, had you no unicorn''s horn, nor bezoar''s stone about you, ha? |
3695 | why, has he a forked head? |
3695 | why, what may your intents be, for God''s sake? |
3695 | will he give her music? |
3695 | will it not serve for a gentleman''s name, when the signior is put to it, ha? |
3695 | will not their presence prevail against the current of his humour? |
3695 | with speaking a speech of your own penning? |
3695 | would not your ladyship be Out of your Humour? |
3695 | would you think there were any thing in him? |
3695 | you are well met; when shall we sup together, and laugh, and be fat with those good wenches, ha? |
3695 | you fear''twill be rack''d by some hard construction? |
3695 | you have not put out your whole venture yet, have you? |
3695 | you supposed he should have hung himself indeed? |
3695 | you''ll make these linings serve, and help me to a chapman for the outside, will you? |
3695 | you''ll offer no violence, will you? |
3694 | Be not unkind and fair: misshapen stuff Is of behaviour boisterous and rough: How like you that, Signior? |
3694 | Drink to me only with thine eyes,or"Still to be neat, still to be dressed"? |
3694 | Oh life, no life, but lively form of death;is''t not excellent? |
3694 | and will no sunshine on these looks appear? |
3694 | ''Sblood, you jest, I hope? |
3694 | ''Sblood, you will not draw? |
3694 | ''Sheart, these phrases are intolerable, Good parts? |
3694 | ''Slid, in my house? |
3694 | ''Slid, was there ever seen a fox in years to betray himself thus? |
3694 | ''Swounds, cuckold? |
3694 | ( My sister, I should say,) my wife, alas, I fear not her: ha? |
3694 | ), fol., 1616; The Alchemist, 4to, 1612; Catiline, his Conspiracy, 4to, 1611; Bartholomew Fayre, 4to, 1614(? |
3694 | );(?) |
3694 | A brother''s house to keep, to look unto? |
3694 | A gentleman, sir; oh, uncle? |
3694 | A gentleman? |
3694 | A gentleman? |
3694 | A gentleman? |
3694 | A love of mine? |
3694 | A match? |
3694 | A neighbour of mine, knave? |
3694 | A pox on him, hang him, filching rogue, steal from the dead? |
3694 | A pox on your match, no time but now to vouchsafe? |
3694 | A soldier? |
3694 | A stomach? |
3694 | A swarm, a swarm? |
3694 | A young gentleman of the family of Strozzi, is he not? |
3694 | ADVISED, informed, aware;"are you--?" |
3694 | About what time was this? |
3694 | Abroad with Piso? |
3694 | Again, what earthy spirit but will attempt To taste the fruit of beauty''s golden tree, When leaden sleep seals up the dragon''s eyes? |
3694 | Alas, brother, what would you have me to do? |
3694 | Alas, no: what''s a peculiar man to a nation? |
3694 | Alas, sir, where should a man seek? |
3694 | Am I not poison''d? |
3694 | Am I not sick? |
3694 | An she have overheard me now? |
3694 | And what could have been the nature of this"purge"? |
3694 | And what would that be, think you? |
3694 | And where''s Lorenzo? |
3694 | And whither went the knave? |
3694 | Apollo? |
3694 | Are any of the gallants within? |
3694 | Arrest me, sir, at whose suit? |
3694 | Art thou a man? |
3694 | Art thou sure of it? |
3694 | Away, you fool, did I know it was you that knock''d? |
3694 | Ay, I know that sir, I would not have come else: how doth my cousin, uncle? |
3694 | Ay, and our ignorance maintain''d it as well, did it not? |
3694 | Ay, but what harm might have come of it? |
3694 | Ay, but would any man have offered it in Venice? |
3694 | Ay, did you ever see it acted? |
3694 | Ay, never spare any body here: but say, what tricks? |
3694 | Ay, rank fruits of a jealous brain, lady: but did you find your husband there in that case, as you suspected? |
3694 | Ay, say you so? |
3694 | Ay, sir, that''s true, cousin, may I swear as I am a soldier, by that? |
3694 | Ay, sir, there you shall have him: when can you tell? |
3694 | Ay, what of him? |
3694 | Ay, why not the ghost of a herring Cob, as well as the ghost of Rashero Bacono, they were both broiled on the coals? |
3694 | BEDSTAFF,(?) |
3694 | BULLED,(?) |
3694 | Ban to my fortunes: what meant I to marry? |
3694 | Body of me, it was so late ere we parted last night, I can scarce open mine eyes yet; I was but new risen as you came; how passes the day abroad, sir? |
3694 | Brother Thorello, what a strange and vain imagination is this? |
3694 | Brother, did you see that same fellow there? |
3694 | Brother, had he no haunt thither, in good faith? |
3694 | Brother, sister, brother, what, cloudy, cloudy? |
3694 | But I marle what camel it was, that had the carriage of it? |
3694 | But art thou sure he will stay thy return? |
3694 | But did your mistress see my man bring him a message? |
3694 | But how should he know thee to be my man? |
3694 | But soft, where''s Signior Matheo? |
3694 | But where didst thou find them, Portensio? |
3694 | But wherefore do I awake this remembrance? |
3694 | But who directed you thither? |
3694 | But( quis contra diuos?) |
3694 | But, Cob, What entertainment had they? |
3694 | But, Musco, didst thou observe his countenance in the reading of it, whether he were angry or pleased? |
3694 | But, sirrah, what said he to it, i''faith? |
3694 | But, what? |
3694 | By God I am ashamed to hear you: respect? |
3694 | By my troth, sir, will you have the truth of it? |
3694 | CRY("he that cried Italian"),"speak in a musical cadence,"intone, or declaim(? |
3694 | Call you this poetry? |
3694 | Cob, canst thou shew me of a gentleman, one Signior Bobadilla, where his lodging is? |
3694 | Cob, which of them was''t that first kiss''d my wife? |
3694 | Cob? |
3694 | Collar, sir? |
3694 | Come, come, what needs this circumstance? |
3694 | Cousin Stephano: good morrow, good cousin, how fare you? |
3694 | Cousin, how do you like this gentleman''s verses? |
3694 | Cousin, is it well? |
3694 | Cousin, what think you of this? |
3694 | Cousin, will you any tobacco? |
3694 | DIBBLE,(?) |
3694 | DISTANCE,(?) |
3694 | DOR,(?) |
3694 | Defy me, strumpet? |
3694 | Dic mihi musa virum: are you an author, sir? |
3694 | Did not I tell you there was some device? |
3694 | Did you so? |
3694 | Didst thou come running? |
3694 | Dissemble? |
3694 | Do I live, sir? |
3694 | Do you hear, is''t not best to get a warrant and have him arrested, and brought before Doctor Clement? |
3694 | Do you hear, sir? |
3694 | Do you hear? |
3694 | Do you let them go so lightly, sister? |
3694 | Do you prate? |
3694 | Doctor Clement, what''s he? |
3694 | Drunk, sir? |
3694 | EYEBRIGHT,(?) |
3694 | FIGGUM,(?) |
3694 | FROLICS,(?) |
3694 | FUGEAND,(?) |
3694 | Fasting days: what tell you me of your fasting days? |
3694 | Found your close walks? |
3694 | Francisco, Martino, ne''er a one to be found now: what a spite''s this? |
3694 | GRASS,(?) |
3694 | Gaspar, Martino, Cob:''Sheart, where should they be, trow? |
3694 | Gentleman, shall I intreat a word with you? |
3694 | Go to, tell me is not the young Lorenzo here? |
3694 | Go with thee? |
3694 | God save you, friend, are not you here by the appointment of Doctor Clement''s man? |
3694 | God send me never such need: but you said you had somewhat to tell me, what is''t? |
3694 | God''s life, I have lost it then, saw you Hesperida? |
3694 | God''s my life; did you ever hear the like? |
3694 | Gone? |
3694 | Good brother, be content, what do you mean? |
3694 | Good: But wherefore did he beat you, sirrah? |
3694 | HOIDEN, hoyden, formerly applied to both sexes( ancient term for leveret? |
3694 | Ha, how do you like it? |
3694 | Ha, how many are there, sayest thou? |
3694 | Ha, you speak against tobacco? |
3694 | Hast thou done? |
3694 | Hath he the money ready, can you tell? |
3694 | Hath the brize prick''d you, ha? |
3694 | He plays upon my forehead, brother Giuliano, I pray you tell me one thing I shall ask you: is my forehead any thing rougher than it was wo nt to be? |
3694 | He spake not with the fellow, did he? |
3694 | He will not swear: he has some meaning, sure, Else( being urged so much) how should he choose, But lend an oath to all this protestation? |
3694 | Heart of me, what made him leave us so abruptly? |
3694 | Her husband? |
3694 | Her love, by Jesu: my wife''s minion, Fair disposition? |
3694 | Hesperida? |
3694 | His friends? |
3694 | Ho, Piso, Cob, where are these villains, trow? |
3694 | Ho, who keeps house here? |
3694 | Hold, hold, what, all policy dead? |
3694 | How an he see it? |
3694 | How extempore? |
3694 | How is that? |
3694 | How is the bearing of it now, sir? |
3694 | How know I? |
3694 | How knowest thou that? |
3694 | How long hast thou been coming hither, Cob? |
3694 | How mean you pass upon me? |
3694 | How now, Piso? |
3694 | How now, cousin? |
3694 | How now, sirrah; what make you here? |
3694 | How now, what cuckold is that knocks so hard? |
3694 | How say you, cousin? |
3694 | How shall we do, Signior? |
3694 | How should that be? |
3694 | How so? |
3694 | How then? |
3694 | How will you sell this rapier, friend? |
3694 | How, Prospero first tell her, then tell you after? |
3694 | How, Scavenger? |
3694 | How, by St. Peter? |
3694 | How, incipere dulce? |
3694 | How, the bastinado? |
3694 | How, the lie? |
3694 | How? |
3694 | How? |
3694 | How? |
3694 | How? |
3694 | How? |
3694 | How? |
3694 | Humour? |
3694 | I am sure My sister and my wife would bid them welcome, ha? |
3694 | I am vext I can hold never a bone of me still,''Sblood, I think they mean to build a Tabernacle here, well? |
3694 | I am within, sir, what''s your pleasure? |
3694 | I had rather it were a Spaniard: but tell me, what shall I give you for it? |
3694 | I marle whether it be a Toledo or no? |
3694 | I must go, what''s a clock? |
3694 | I pray you, sir, is this Pazzi house? |
3694 | I should enquire for a gentleman here, one Signior Lorenzo di Pazzi; do you know any such, sir, I pray you? |
3694 | I should put myself against half a dozen men, should I? |
3694 | I thank you, sir, I shall be bold, I warrant you, have you a close stool there? |
3694 | I wonder, Signior, what they will say of my going away, ha? |
3694 | I''faith( I am glad) I have smoked you yet at last; What''s your jewel, trow? |
3694 | I, sir? |
3694 | If thou wilt not,''s hart, what''s your god''s name? |
3694 | Illias aeternum si latuisset opus? |
3694 | In sadness I think it would: I have a reasonable good leg? |
3694 | In what place was that service, I pray you, sir? |
3694 | Indeed, sir? |
3694 | Indeed, that might be some loss, but who respects it? |
3694 | Is Cob within? |
3694 | Is a fit simile a toy? |
3694 | Is he gone too? |
3694 | Is she not at home? |
3694 | Is this Musco? |
3694 | Is this the man, my son so oft hath praised To be the happiest, and most precious wit That ever was familiar with Art? |
3694 | Is''t not simply the best that ever you heard? |
3694 | It''s better as''tis: come, gentlemen, shall we go? |
3694 | It''s not he: is it? |
3694 | It''s your right Trinidado: did you never take any, signior? |
3694 | Let who will make hungry meals for you, it shall not be I: Feed you, quoth he? |
3694 | Lie in a water- bearer''s house, a gentleman of his note? |
3694 | MINSITIVE,(?) |
3694 | Mass, that''s true, when was Bobadilla here? |
3694 | May I? |
3694 | May it please you, Signior, in all the provinces of Bohemia, Hungaria, Dalmatia, Poland, where not? |
3694 | Might? |
3694 | Musco, this is rare, but how got''st thou this apparel of the Doctor''s man? |
3694 | Musco,''sblood, what wind hath blown thee hither in this shape? |
3694 | Musco? |
3694 | Musco? |
3694 | Must I go? |
3694 | Must I? |
3694 | My companions? |
3694 | My father read this with patience? |
3694 | My father? |
3694 | Nay, an you heard him discourse you would say so: how like you him? |
3694 | Nay, but I pray thee, Cob, what makes thee so out of love with fasting days? |
3694 | Nay, do not speak in passion so, where had you it? |
3694 | Nay, do not turn away: but say i''faith was it not a match appointed''twixt this old gentleman and you? |
3694 | Nay, good Signior, will you regard the humour of a fool? |
3694 | Nay, nay, I like not these affected oaths; Speak plainly, man: what thinkst thou of my words? |
3694 | Nay, proceed, proceed, where''s this? |
3694 | Nay, sir, I can not tell; unless it were by the black art? |
3694 | Nay, sir, rather you should ask where they found me? |
3694 | Nay, speak, I pray you, what tricks? |
3694 | Nay, you have stunn''d me, i''faith; you have given me a knock on the forehead will stick by me: cuckold? |
3694 | No matter, Hesperida, if it did, I would be such an one for my friend, but say, will you go? |
3694 | No time but now? |
3694 | No? |
3694 | No? |
3694 | Not a whit, sir, I pray you what, sir, do you mean? |
3694 | ODLING,(?) |
3694 | Of me, knave? |
3694 | Of whom? |
3694 | Oh ay, humour is nothing if it be not fed, why, didst thou never hear of that? |
3694 | Oh, God''s lid, by your leave, do you know me, sir? |
3694 | Oh, God''s pity, was it so, sir? |
3694 | Oh, God''s precious, is this the soldier? |
3694 | Oh, Musco, didst thou not see a fellow here in a what- sha- call- him doublet; he brought mine uncle a letter even now? |
3694 | Oh, art thou there? |
3694 | Oh, did you find it now? |
3694 | Oh, fear you the constable? |
3694 | Oh, gallant, have I found you? |
3694 | Oh, husband, is''t you? |
3694 | Oh, it was a good figure observed, sir: but did you all this, Signior, without hurting your blade? |
3694 | Oh, my guest, sir, you mean? |
3694 | Oh, old incontinent, dost thou not shame, When all thy powers in chastity are spent, To have a mind so hot? |
3694 | Oh, sir, have I forestall''d your honest market? |
3694 | Oh, sister, did you see my cloak? |
3694 | Oh, that villain dors me, He hath discovered all unto my wife, Beast that I was to trust him: whither went she? |
3694 | Oh, what is''t? |
3694 | Or why are we obsequious to his law, If he want spirit our affects to awe? |
3694 | Out on thee, more than strumpet''s impudency, Steal''st thou thus to thy haunts? |
3694 | Out, I defy thee, I, dissembling wretch? |
3694 | PARANTORY,(?) |
3694 | PATOUN,(?) |
3694 | Paton, pellet of dough; perhaps the"moulding of the tobacco... for the pipe"( Gifford);(?) |
3694 | Pawn? |
3694 | Peto, bring him hither, bring him hither, what, how now, signior drunkard, in arms against me, ha? |
3694 | Piso, canst thou tell? |
3694 | Piso, come hither: there lies a note within, upon my desk; here, take my key: it''s no matter neither, where''s the boy? |
3694 | Piso, remember, silence, buried here: When should this flow of passion( trow) take head? |
3694 | Piso, what gentleman was that they praised so? |
3694 | Piso, where is he? |
3694 | Poetry? |
3694 | Portensio? |
3694 | Prate again as you like this, you whoreson cowardly rascal, you''ll control the point, you? |
3694 | Respect? |
3694 | Reveal it, sir? |
3694 | Rougher? |
3694 | Say that a man should entertain thee now, Would thou be honest, humble, just, and true? |
3694 | Servant, what is that same, I pray you? |
3694 | Signior Bobadilla, why muse you so? |
3694 | Signior Giuliano, was it not? |
3694 | Signior Giuliano? |
3694 | Signior Matheo, is''t you, sir? |
3694 | Signior Matheo, who made these verses? |
3694 | Signior Prospero? |
3694 | Signior Thorello, is he within, sir? |
3694 | Signior, did you ever see the like clown of him where we were to- day: Signior Prospero''s brother? |
3694 | Signior, did you never play with any of our masters here? |
3694 | Signior, will you any? |
3694 | Since I came I saw mine uncle; and i''faith how have you done this great while? |
3694 | Sir, how if thy Father should see this now? |
3694 | Sirrah Prospero, what shall we do, sirrah? |
3694 | Sirrah, how dost thou like him? |
3694 | Sister Hesperida, I pray you fetch down the rose- water above in the closet: Sweet- heart, will you come in to breakfast? |
3694 | Sister, what have you here? |
3694 | So, sir, and how then? |
3694 | So, what time came my man with the message to you, Signior Thorello? |
3694 | So: but what business hath my neighbour? |
3694 | Soft, who''s this comes here? |
3694 | Speak to him? |
3694 | Spite of the devil, what do I stay here then? |
3694 | Stay, now let me see, oh signior snow- liver, I had almost forgotten him, and your Genius there, what, doth he suffer for a good conscience too? |
3694 | Strangers? |
3694 | TIM,(?) |
3694 | Thanks, gentle Piso: where is Cob? |
3694 | That may be, for I was sure it was none of his word: but when, when said he so? |
3694 | That''s well said, Musco: faith, sirrah, how dost thou approve my wit in this device? |
3694 | That''s well, an my clerk can make warrants, and my hand not at them; where is the warrant? |
3694 | That, that: who? |
3694 | The state that he hath stood in till this present Doth promise no such change: what should I fear then? |
3694 | This a Toledo? |
3694 | This is but a device to balk me withal; Soft, who''s this? |
3694 | This, sir, a toy of mine own in my non- age: but when will you come and see my study? |
3694 | Thy father: where is he? |
3694 | Thy rheum? |
3694 | To me, sir? |
3694 | To practise such a servile kind of life? |
3694 | To the sword? |
3694 | Tricks, brother? |
3694 | True, I am a gentleman, I know that; but what though, I pray you say, what would you ask? |
3694 | Tut, beside him: what strangers are there, man? |
3694 | Tut, this is not to the purpose touching your armour, what might your armour signify? |
3694 | UNBORED,(?) |
3694 | Uncle, afore I go in, can you tell me an he have e''er a book of the sciences of hawking and hunting? |
3694 | Uncle? |
3694 | Unless that villain Musco Have told him of the letter, and discovered All that I strictly charged him to conceal? |
3694 | Very good, but, lady, how that you were at Cob''s, ha? |
3694 | WHETSTONE, GEORGE, an author who lived 1544(?) |
3694 | WHINILING,(?) |
3694 | WHIT,(?) |
3694 | Was Shakespeare then concerned in this war of the stages? |
3694 | Was your man a soldier, sir? |
3694 | Well, Piso, thou has sworn not to disclose; ay, you did swear? |
3694 | Well, disarm him, but it''s no matter, let him stand by: who be these? |
3694 | Well, let this breathe awhile; you that have cause to complain there, stand forth; had you a warrant for this arrest? |
3694 | Well, rise; how dost thou now? |
3694 | Well, what remedy? |
3694 | What ail you, sweet- heart? |
3694 | What are you, sir? |
3694 | What do you mean? |
3694 | What is he that gave you this, sirrah? |
3694 | What lunacy is this that haunts this man? |
3694 | What manner of man is he? |
3694 | What mean these questions, pray ye? |
3694 | What might the gentleman''s name be, sir, that sent it? |
3694 | What new book have you there? |
3694 | What news with you, that you are here so early? |
3694 | What say you, sir? |
3694 | What should I think of it? |
3694 | What were I best to do? |
3694 | What would I have you do? |
3694 | What would you do? |
3694 | What would you have me do, trow? |
3694 | What''s Signior Thorello gone? |
3694 | What''s his name, say you, Giuliano? |
3694 | What''s that, sister? |
3694 | What''s that, sweet- heart? |
3694 | What''s the matter, varlet? |
3694 | What''s the matter? |
3694 | What''s the news? |
3694 | What''s thy name? |
3694 | What''s your name, sirrah? |
3694 | What, Cob, art thou here? |
3694 | What, Piso? |
3694 | What, are they gone? |
3694 | What, at the Green Lattice? |
3694 | What, did Thorello give him any thing to spend for the message he brought him? |
3694 | What, do you take incipere in that sense? |
3694 | What, is the fellow gone that brought this letter? |
3694 | What? |
3694 | What? |
3694 | What? |
3694 | What? |
3694 | What? |
3694 | What? |
3694 | Whence springs this quarrel? |
3694 | Where bought you it, Signior? |
3694 | Where got''st thou this coat, I marle? |
3694 | Where hast thou served? |
3694 | Where is Lorenzo and Prospero, canst thou tell? |
3694 | Where is Prospero? |
3694 | Where is he, canst thou tell? |
3694 | Where is he? |
3694 | Where''s the match I gave thee? |
3694 | Whither went thy master? |
3694 | Who will not judge him worthy to be robb''d, That sets his doors wide open to a thief, And shews the felon where his treasure lies? |
3694 | Who''s there? |
3694 | Who''s there? |
3694 | Who''s this? |
3694 | Who, Giuliano? |
3694 | Who? |
3694 | Why do you laugh, sir? |
3694 | Why do you pish, Signior? |
3694 | Why mighty? |
3694 | Why should he then say, be smooth foreheaded, Unless he jested at the smoothness of it? |
3694 | Why so, but what can they say of your beating? |
3694 | Why so? |
3694 | Why that''s well, come then: what say you, are all agreed? |
3694 | Why, I hope you will not a hawking now, will you? |
3694 | Why, Musco, who would have thought thou hadst been such a gallant? |
3694 | Why, Signior Giuliano, are you such a novice to be arrested and never see the warrant? |
3694 | Why, an he were, sir, his hands were not bound, were they? |
3694 | Why, are you so sure of your hand at all times? |
3694 | Why, but I will buy it now, because you say so: what, shall I go without a rapier? |
3694 | Why, by-- what shall I swear by? |
3694 | Why, cousin, you shall command me an''twere twice so far as Florence, to do you good; what, do you think I will not go with you? |
3694 | Why, do you hear? |
3694 | Why, dost thou go in danger of thy life for him? |
3694 | Why, dost thou know him? |
3694 | Why, dost thou not know him? |
3694 | Why, hear you, Signior? |
3694 | Why, how are you deceived, gentlemen? |
3694 | Why, how com''st thou transmuted thus? |
3694 | Why, how now, brother, who enforced this brawl? |
3694 | Why, how now, cousin, will this ne''er be left? |
3694 | Why, how now, signior gull: are you a turn''d filcher of late? |
3694 | Why, how now? |
3694 | Why, is not here your cloak? |
3694 | Why, sayest thou? |
3694 | Why, sir, you are no constable, I hope? |
3694 | Why, this is a mere trick, a device; you are gulled in this most grossly: alas, poor wench, wert thou beaten for this? |
3694 | Why, was he drunk? |
3694 | Why, was''t not rare? |
3694 | Why, what should they say? |
3694 | Why, what unhallowed ruffian would have writ With so profane a pen unto his friend? |
3694 | Why, what villainy is this? |
3694 | Why, what''s a clock? |
3694 | Why, what''s the matter with you? |
3694 | Why, what''s the matter? |
3694 | Why, what''s the matter? |
3694 | Why, woman, grieves it you to ope your door? |
3694 | Why, you are no soldier? |
3694 | Why, you have done like a gentleman, he has confest it, what would you more? |
3694 | Why? |
3694 | Why? |
3694 | Why? |
3694 | Wilt thou be true, sweet Piso? |
3694 | With all my heart, sir, you have not another Toledo to sell, have you? |
3694 | Yes, faith, but was''t possible thou should''st not know him? |
3694 | Yes, sir, what of him? |
3694 | Yet more ado? |
3694 | You are pleasant, your name is Signior Lorenzo, as I take it? |
3694 | You do not, you? |
3694 | You said it was a Toledo, ha? |
3694 | You sold me a rapier, did you not? |
3694 | You translated this too, did you not? |
3694 | You will keep it? |
3694 | Your cloak, sir? |
3694 | Your cloak? |
3694 | Your turn? |
3694 | abroad? |
3694 | am I Signior Giuliano? |
3694 | am I melancholy enough? |
3694 | and in my throat too? |
3694 | and sham''st thou not to beg? |
3694 | and to entice And feed the enticements of a lustful woman? |
3694 | are you not well? |
3694 | ask thy pander here, Can he deny it? |
3694 | away, by the life of Pharaoh, you shall not, you shall not do him that grace: the time of day to you, gentlemen: is Signior Prospero stirring? |
3694 | could I keep out all them, think you? |
3694 | did I e''er hurt thee? |
3694 | did I ever threaten thee? |
3694 | did I not charge you keep your doors shut here, and do you let them lie open for all comers, do you scratch? |
3694 | do tricks? |
3694 | do you long to be stabb''d, ha? |
3694 | do you not mean Signior Bobadilla? |
3694 | does thou inhabit here, Cob? |
3694 | dost thou feel thyself well? |
3694 | doth he bear his cross with patience? |
3694 | doth none stand out? |
3694 | doth she haunt Cob''s? |
3694 | excellent good parts? |
3694 | fetch me my armour, my sword, quickly; a soldier speak with me, why, when, knaves? |
3694 | flacon) round the neck(?). |
3694 | gone? |
3694 | ha? |
3694 | hark you, hath she, hath she not a brother? |
3694 | has he not given you rhymes, and verses, and tricks? |
3694 | hast thou no harm? |
3694 | have you found that out? |
3694 | have you it? |
3694 | he lodge in such a base obscure place as thy house? |
3694 | here he is; come on, you make fair speed: Why, where in God''s name have you been so long? |
3694 | his friends? |
3694 | how am I then not poison''d? |
3694 | how am I then so sick? |
3694 | how began the quarrel''twixt you? |
3694 | how came he by that word, trow? |
3694 | how doest thou, good Cob? |
3694 | how knowest thou then that he opened it? |
3694 | how long since? |
3694 | how now, sirrah, what''s the matter? |
3694 | how should she know his parts? |
3694 | how then? |
3694 | how, knave? |
3694 | is my brother within? |
3694 | is not Thorello, my tried husband, here? |
3694 | is not your son a scholar, sir? |
3694 | is this your own invention? |
3694 | is''t not well penned? |
3694 | is''t you that are arrested at signior freshwater''s suit here? |
3694 | lost your purse? |
3694 | mack, I think it be so indeed: what is this humour? |
3694 | must it be fed? |
3694 | now on my soul, welcome; how dost thou, sweet rascal? |
3694 | now: Cob? |
3694 | of whom, I pray? |
3694 | or wrong thee? |
3694 | peace of me, knave? |
3694 | so many? |
3694 | swear he kill''d thee? |
3694 | that alters the case; who gave you knowledge of your wife''s being there? |
3694 | that rogue, that slave, that fencing Burgullion? |
3694 | the elder brother? |
3694 | the sign of the dumb man? |
3694 | to 1587(?). |
3694 | to Madonna Hesperida, is she your mistress? |
3694 | upon my soul, he loves you extremely, approve it, sweet Hesperida, will you? |
3694 | varlet, have you it? |
3694 | verses? |
3694 | were they not gone in then ere thou cam''st? |
3694 | what are you startled now? |
3694 | what call you him? |
3694 | what colour hast thou for that? |
3694 | what is he? |
3694 | what is he? |
3694 | what is''t? |
3694 | what lineage, what lineage? |
3694 | what meant he? |
3694 | what moves thee to this choler, ha? |
3694 | what noise is there? |
3694 | what pretext? |
3694 | what should he do? |
3694 | what stir is here? |
3694 | what stuff is here? |
3694 | what talk you of respect''mongst such As had neither spark of manhood nor good manners? |
3694 | what tricks? |
3694 | what would he think of me? |
3694 | what would you have, ha? |
3694 | what would you have? |
3694 | what''s a tall man unless he fight? |
3694 | what''s he? |
3694 | what''s here to do? |
3694 | what''s the matter? |
3694 | what, all sons of silence? |
3694 | what? |
3694 | when had you it? |
3694 | when went he? |
3694 | when, knave? |
3694 | where is this knave? |
3694 | where''s this? |
3694 | where? |
3694 | where? |
3694 | which way? |
3694 | who is within here? |
3694 | who was it, say''st thou? |
3694 | who wrong''d you in my house? |
3694 | who, Lorenzo? |
3694 | why dost thou not speak? |
3694 | why mighty? |
3694 | why, dost thou think that any reasonable creature, especially in the morning,( the sober time of the day too) would have ta''en my father for me? |
3694 | why? |
3694 | will he be poison''d with a simile? |
3694 | you do not flout me, do you? |
3694 | you stand amazed now, do you? |