I., 2, 131. Take up, take up.
II., 1, 71. Fie! fie! the princess.
III., 1, 102. Tells
His son, this is the prince, the hopeful prince.
(b) The City Madam:
II., 1, 58. I blush for you,
Blush at your poverty of spirit.
III., 1, 11. I am starv'd,
Starv'd in my pleasures.
V., 1, 12. Far, far above your hopes.