The mock doctor : or, the dumb lady cur'd. A comedy. Done from Moliére [by H. Fielding] ... With the musick prefix'd to each song. As it is acted at the Theatre-Royal, Drury-Lane / By His Majesty's servants.
- Henry Fielding
- Date:
- 1771
Licence: Public Domain Mark
Credit: The mock doctor : or, the dumb lady cur'd. A comedy. Done from Moliére [by H. Fielding] ... With the musick prefix'd to each song. As it is acted at the Theatre-Royal, Drury-Lane / By His Majesty's servants. Source: Wellcome Collection.
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