The Works of Mr. William Shakespear;: In Six Volumes. Adorn'd with Cuts, 6 tomasJacob Tonson, 1709 |
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... Death , I hear him as he flatter'd . Mes . Labienus , this is stiff News , Hath , with his Parthian Force , extended Afia ; From Euphrates his conquering Banner shook , from Syria to Lydia , And to Ionia , whlst - Ant . Antony thou ...
... Death , I hear him as he flatter'd . Mes . Labienus , this is stiff News , Hath , with his Parthian Force , extended Afia ; From Euphrates his conquering Banner shook , from Syria to Lydia , And to Ionia , whlst - Ant . Antony thou ...
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... Death's the word . Ant . I must be gone . Eno . Under a compelling occafion , let women die . It were pity to cast them away for nothing , though between them and a great cause , they should be esteem'd nothing , Cleopatra catching but ...
... Death's the word . Ant . I must be gone . Eno . Under a compelling occafion , let women die . It were pity to cast them away for nothing , though between them and a great cause , they should be esteem'd nothing , Cleopatra catching but ...
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... Death . Cleo . Though Age from Folly could not give me freedom , It does from Childishness . Can Fulvia die ? Ant . She's dead , my Queen , Look here , and at thy Sovereign leifure read The Garboyls she awak'd ; at the last , best . See ...
... Death . Cleo . Though Age from Folly could not give me freedom , It does from Childishness . Can Fulvia die ? Ant . She's dead , my Queen , Look here , and at thy Sovereign leifure read The Garboyls she awak'd ; at the last , best . See ...
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... death Make me revenger . Bear the King's Son's Body Before our Army , thy Pacorus , Orodes , Pays this for Marcus Craffus . Rom . Noble Ventidius , Whilst yet with Parthian Blood thy Sword is warm , The Fugitive Parthians follow . Spurn ...
... death Make me revenger . Bear the King's Son's Body Before our Army , thy Pacorus , Orodes , Pays this for Marcus Craffus . Rom . Noble Ventidius , Whilst yet with Parthian Blood thy Sword is warm , The Fugitive Parthians follow . Spurn ...
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... Death love me for I will contend Even with his Peftilent Scythe . [ Exeunt . Eno . Now he'll out - stare the Lightning , to be furious Is to be frighted out of fear , and in that mood The Dove will peck the Estridge ; and I fee still A ...
... Death love me for I will contend Even with his Peftilent Scythe . [ Exeunt . Eno . Now he'll out - stare the Lightning , to be furious Is to be frighted out of fear , and in that mood The Dove will peck the Estridge ; and I fee still A ...
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