Hint | Answer |
Monticelso: Your sisters ... | |
Francisco: Free me, my innocence, from treacherous ...! | |
Francisco: Thought as a subtle juggler makes us deem things supernatural, which have cause common as ... | |
Flamineo: Uds ...! | |
Flamineo: The gods never wax old, no more do princes, a pox on it tear it; lets have no more atheists for ... sake! | |
Brachiano: Uds ...! | |
Brachiano: I'll cut her into ... | |
Flamineo: As in this world there are degrees of evils, so in this world there are degrees of ... | |
Brachiano: I'll give you bells and let you fly to the ... | |
Brachiano: Oh ten thousand curses on it! How long have I beheld the devil in ...! | |
Brachiano: Woman to man is either god or .. | |
Brachiano: That hand, that cursed hand, which I have wearied with doting ...! | |
Vittoria: Whose death God revenge onthee, most godless ...! | |
Vittoria: Go, go, brag how many ladies you have ... like me | |
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Vittoria: I do wish that I could make you full executor to all my ... | |
Vittoria: Oh that I could toss myself into a grave as ...! | |
Flamineo: Pander! Am I the author of your ...? | |
Vittoria: O thou fool, whose greatness hath by much overgrown thy ...! | |
Flamineo: What a damned imposthume is a womans ...! | |
Flamineo: Women are caught as you take tortoises, she must be turned on her ... | |
Flamineo: Best natures do commit the grossest ... | |
Flamineo: Oh, we curl-haired men are still most kind to ...! | |
Flamineo: Knaves do grow great by being great men's ... | |
Francisco: Let the Matrona of the Convertites be ... | |
Francisco: The hand must act to drown the passionate ... | |
Lodovico: Holy father, I come not to you as an intelligencer but as a penitent ... | |
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