The Plays of William Shakspeare. ....T. Bensley, 1800 |
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... peace to you , And all good men , as every prince should do ; My riches to the earth from whence they came ; But my unspotted fire of love to you . [ To the daughter of ANTIOCHUS . Thus ready for the way of life or death , I wait the ...
... peace to you , And all good men , as every prince should do ; My riches to the earth from whence they came ; But my unspotted fire of love to you . [ To the daughter of ANTIOCHUS . Thus ready for the way of life or death , I wait the ...
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... peaceful night , ( The tomb where grief should sleep , ) can breed me quiet ! Here pleasures court mine eyes , and mine eyes fhun them , And danger , which I feared , is at Antioch , Whofe arm feems far too short to hit me here : Yet ...
... peaceful night , ( The tomb where grief should sleep , ) can breed me quiet ! Here pleasures court mine eyes , and mine eyes fhun them , And danger , which I feared , is at Antioch , Whofe arm feems far too short to hit me here : Yet ...
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... Peaceful and comfortable ! Hel . Peace , peace , my lords , and give experience tongue , They do abuse the king , that flatter him : For flattery is the bellows blows up fin ; The thing the which is flatter'd , but a spark , To which ...
... Peaceful and comfortable ! Hel . Peace , peace , my lords , and give experience tongue , They do abuse the king , that flatter him : For flattery is the bellows blows up fin ; The thing the which is flatter'd , but a spark , To which ...
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William Shakespeare. When fignior Sooth here does proclaim a peace , He flatters you , makes war upon your life : Prince , pardon me , or strike me , if you please ; I cannot be much lower than my knees . Per . All leave us ... peace, ...
William Shakespeare. When fignior Sooth here does proclaim a peace , He flatters you , makes war upon your life : Prince , pardon me , or strike me , if you please ; I cannot be much lower than my knees . Per . All leave us ... peace, ...
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... Peace to the lords of Tyre ! Hel . Lord Thaliard from Antiochus is welcome . Thal . From him I come With meffage unto princely Pericles ; But , fince my landing , as I have understood Your lord has took himself to unknown travels , My ...
... Peace to the lords of Tyre ! Hel . Lord Thaliard from Antiochus is welcome . Thal . From him I come With meffage unto princely Pericles ; But , fince my landing , as I have understood Your lord has took himself to unknown travels , My ...
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The Plays of William Shakespeare ...– With the Corrections and ..., 11 tomas William Shakespeare Visos knygos peržiūra - 1808 |
The Plays of William Shakespeare– With the Corrections and ..., 11 tomas William Shakespeare Visos knygos peržiūra - 1808 |
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Alack art thou Bawd BENVOLIO Boult CAPULET CLEON Cordelia Corn daughter dead dear death DIONYZA dost doth Edgar Edmund Enter Exeunt Exit eyes fair father fhall flain fome Fool foul friar fuch Gent gentleman give Gloster gods Goneril hath hear heart heaven Helicanus himſelf hither honour houſe i'the Juliet Kent king KING LEAR knave lady Lear letter look lord LYSIMACHUS madam Mantua Marina married maſter Mercutio miſtreſs Mitylene Montague moſt muſt myſelf ne'er night noble Nurfe Nurſe Pentapolis Pericles pleaſe poor pray prince Prince of Tyre Regan Romeo ROMEO AND JULIET SCENE ſhall ſhe ſhould ſome ſpeak ſtand ſtay Stew ſweet tell Tharfus thee there's theſe thine thoſe thou art thou wilt Tybalt Tyre uſe villain wife
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134 psl. - Methinks I should know you, and know this man; Yet I am doubtful: for I am mainly ignorant What place this is; and all the skill I have Remembers not these garments; nor I know not Where I did lodge last night. Do not laugh at me; For, as I am a man, I think this lady To be my child Cordelia.
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16 psl. - Lear. Meantime we shall express our darker purpose. Give me the map there. — Know that we "have divided In three, our kingdom ; and 'tis our fast intent To shake all cares and business from our age ; Conferring them on younger strengths, while we Unburdened crawl toward death. — Our son of Cornwall, And you, our no less loving son of Albany, We have this hour a constant will to publish Our daughters' several dowers, that future strife May be prevented now.
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