The Dramatic Works of Thomas Heywood: Royal king and loyal subject. A woman killed with kindness. If you know not me you know nobody, pt. 1-2. The golden age. The silver age. An apology for actors, 1841 (no. 3)Shakespeare Society, 1851 |
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Side 143 - tis thine ; I freely give it thee. My tenants by shall furnish thee with wains To carry all thy stuff within two hours : No longer will I limit thee my sight.