Anything for a Quiet Life. Act iii. Sc. 3.
My nearest
And dearest enemy.[174:2]
Anything for a Quiet Life. Act v. Sc. 1.
This was a good week's labour.
Anything for a Quiet Life. Act v. Sc. 3.
How many honest words have suffered corruption since Chaucer's days!
No Wit, no Help, like a Woman's. Act ii. Sc. 1.
By many a happy accident.[174:3]
No Wit, no Help, like a Woman's. Act ii. Sc. 2.