The Works of Mr. William Shakespear;: In Six Volumes. Adorn'd with Cuts, 6 tomasJacob Tonson, 1709 |
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... leave to come , Let her not say ' cis I that keep you here , I have no Pow'r upon you : Hers you are . Ant . The Gods bett know . Cleo . Oh never was there Queen So mightily betrayed ; yet at the first I faw the Treafons planted . Ant ...
... leave to come , Let her not say ' cis I that keep you here , I have no Pow'r upon you : Hers you are . Ant . The Gods bett know . Cleo . Oh never was there Queen So mightily betrayed ; yet at the first I faw the Treafons planted . Ant ...
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... Leave thy lafcivious Vaffals . When thou once Wert beaten from Mutina , where thou flew'ft Hirtius and Panfa Confuls , at thy heel Did famine follow , whom thou fought'ft against , " Though daintily brought up , with patience more Than ...
... Leave thy lafcivious Vaffals . When thou once Wert beaten from Mutina , where thou flew'ft Hirtius and Panfa Confuls , at thy heel Did famine follow , whom thou fought'ft against , " Though daintily brought up , with patience more Than ...
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... leave , Cafar . Cafar . Speak , Agrippa . Agr . Thou hafta Sifter by thy Mother's fide , Admir'd Octavia ! Great Mark Antony Is now a Widower . Caf . Say not fo , Agrippa ; if Cleopatra heard you , your proof were well deferved of ...
... leave , Cafar . Cafar . Speak , Agrippa . Agr . Thou hafta Sifter by thy Mother's fide , Admir'd Octavia ! Great Mark Antony Is now a Widower . Caf . Say not fo , Agrippa ; if Cleopatra heard you , your proof were well deferved of ...
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... leave her utterly . Eno . Never , he will not . Age cannot wither her , nor custom steal Her infinite variety : Other Women cloy The Appetites they feed , but the makes hungry , Where moft the fatisfies . For vileft things Become ...
... leave her utterly . Eno . Never , he will not . Age cannot wither her , nor custom steal Her infinite variety : Other Women cloy The Appetites they feed , but the makes hungry , Where moft the fatisfies . For vileft things Become ...
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... leave out The colour of her Hair . Bring me word quickly . Let him for ever - go - let him not , Charmian , Though he be painted one way like a Gorgon , The other way's a Mars . Bid you Alexas Bring me word , how tall fhe is pity me ...
... leave out The colour of her Hair . Bring me word quickly . Let him for ever - go - let him not , Charmian , Though he be painted one way like a Gorgon , The other way's a Mars . Bid you Alexas Bring me word , how tall fhe is pity me ...
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Ægypt Antony Bawd beft Cafar Capt Captain Cleo Cleopatra Clot Crom Cromwell Cymbeline Daughter Death defire doft doth e'er Enter Exeunt Exit fafe faid Fath Father feem felf fhall fhew fhould fince firft flain Flow Flowerdale fome Fortune fpeak Friends ftand ftill fuch fure fweet Gent Gentleman Gods Guiderius hath hear Heart Heav'n himſelf honeft Honour Houfe i'faith Iach King Knight Lady laft Lanc Locrine Lord Lord Cobham Luce Madam Mafter Mark Antony marry Miſtreſs moft Mony muft muſt ne'er never noble on't Pericles pleaſe Pleaſure Poft Pofthumus Pompey pray prefent Prieft Prifon Queen Scythians ſhall Sifter Sir John Oldcastle Sir Lancelot Sirrah ſpeak tell thee thefe there's theſe thofe thou art Thra troth unto Weath whofe Wife worfe
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