The works of Shakespeare, with corrections and illustr. from various commentators, 3 tomas |
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... fuch difguife as , haply , fhall become The form of my intent . I'll ferve this Duke ; Thou fhalt prefent me as an eunuch to him , It may be worth thy pains ; for I can fing , And fpeak to him in many forts of mufic , That will allow me ...
... fuch difguife as , haply , fhall become The form of my intent . I'll ferve this Duke ; Thou fhalt prefent me as an eunuch to him , It may be worth thy pains ; for I can fing , And fpeak to him in many forts of mufic , That will allow me ...
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... fuch a barren rafcal ; I faw him put down the other day with an ordinary fool , that has no more brain than a ftone . Look you now , he's out of his guard already ; unless you laugh and minifter occafion to him , he is gagg'd . I ...
... fuch a barren rafcal ; I faw him put down the other day with an ordinary fool , that has no more brain than a ftone . Look you now , he's out of his guard already ; unless you laugh and minifter occafion to him , he is gagg'd . I ...
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... fuch a one I wear this prefent : is't not well done ? [ Unveiling . Vio . Excellently done , if God did all . " Oli . ' Tis in grain , Sir ; ' twill endure wind and weather . Vio . ' Tis beauty truly blent , whose red B 3 Sc . 9 . 17 ...
... fuch a one I wear this prefent : is't not well done ? [ Unveiling . Vio . Excellently done , if God did all . " Oli . ' Tis in grain , Sir ; ' twill endure wind and weather . Vio . ' Tis beauty truly blent , whose red B 3 Sc . 9 . 17 ...
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... fuch a fuff'ring , fuch a deadly life , In your denial I would find no fenfe : I would not understand it . Oli . Why , what would you do ? Vio . Make me a willow cabin , at your gate ,. And call upon my foul within the houfe ; Write ...
... fuch a fuff'ring , fuch a deadly life , In your denial I would find no fenfe : I would not understand it . Oli . Why , what would you do ? Vio . Make me a willow cabin , at your gate ,. And call upon my foul within the houfe ; Write ...
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... fuch eftimable wonder overfar believe that , yet this far I will boldly pub- lifh her , fhe bore a mind that envy could not but call fair fhe is drown'd already , Sir , with falt wa- ter , though I feem to drown her remembrance again ...
... fuch eftimable wonder overfar believe that , yet this far I will boldly pub- lifh her , fhe bore a mind that envy could not but call fair fhe is drown'd already , Sir , with falt wa- ter , though I feem to drown her remembrance again ...
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