The works of Shakespear, with a glossary, pr. from the Oxford ed. in quarto, 1744 [by Sir T.Hanmer]. |
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... Tell him you are fure All in Bithynia's well this fatisfaction The by - gone day proclaim'd ; fay this to him , He's beat from his beft ward . Leo . Well faid , Hermione . Her . To tell , he longs to fee his fon , were frong ; But let ...
... Tell him you are fure All in Bithynia's well this fatisfaction The by - gone day proclaim'd ; fay this to him , He's beat from his beft ward . Leo . Well faid , Hermione . Her . To tell , he longs to fee his fon , were frong ; But let ...
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... tell me ; cram's with praise , and make's As fat as tame things : one good deed , dying tongueless , Slaughters a thousand , waiting upon that . Our praises are our wages . You may ride's With one foft kifs a thousand furlongs , ere ...
... tell me ; cram's with praise , and make's As fat as tame things : one good deed , dying tongueless , Slaughters a thousand , waiting upon that . Our praises are our wages . You may ride's With one foft kifs a thousand furlongs , ere ...
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... tell you , Since I am charg'd in honour , and by him That I think honourable ; therefore mark my counfel , Which must be ev'n as fwiftly follow'd as I mean to utter it ; or both your felf and me Cry loft , and fo good night . " Pol . On ...
... tell you , Since I am charg'd in honour , and by him That I think honourable ; therefore mark my counfel , Which must be ev'n as fwiftly follow'd as I mean to utter it ; or both your felf and me Cry loft , and fo good night . " Pol . On ...
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... a goodly bulk , good time encounter her ! Her . What wifdom ftirs amongst you ? come , Sir , now I am for you again . Pray you fit by us , And tell's a tale . Mam Mam , Merry , or fad , fhall't be Her 20 The Winter's Tale .
... a goodly bulk , good time encounter her ! Her . What wifdom ftirs amongst you ? come , Sir , now I am for you again . Pray you fit by us , And tell's a tale . Mam Mam , Merry , or fad , fhall't be Her 20 The Winter's Tale .
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... tell it foftly : Yond crickets fhall not hear it . Her . Come on then , and give it me in mine ear . SCENE II . Enter Leontes , Antigonus , and Lords . Leo . Was he met there ? his train ? Camillo with him ? Lord . Behind the tuft of ...
... tell it foftly : Yond crickets fhall not hear it . Her . Come on then , and give it me in mine ear . SCENE II . Enter Leontes , Antigonus , and Lords . Leo . Was he met there ? his train ? Camillo with him ? Lord . Behind the tuft of ...
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againſt anſwer Antigonus art thou Aumerle Baft Baftard beft Bithynia blood Boling Bolingbroke Camillo Conft Cordelia coufin daughter death doft doth Duke elfe Enter ev'n Exeunt Exit eyes faid falfe father Faulconbridge fear feek feem felf fhall fhame fhew fhould fifter fince firft fome Fool forrow foul fpeak fpirit France ftand ftill ftir ftrange fuch fwear fweet Gaunt Gent give Glo'fter Gonerill grief hand hath heart heav'n himſelf honour Hubert i'th James Gurney John Kent kifs King Lady laft Lear Lord lyes Madam mafter Majefty Melun moft moſt muft muſt noble Northumberland Philip pleaſe pray prefent prifon Prince purpoſe Queen Rich ſay SCENE ſelf ſhall Shep Sicilia ſpeak ſtand thee thefe theſe thine thoſe thou art thouſand tongue whofe
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