The Works of Shakespeare, 6 tomasJ. and P. Knapton, 1752 |
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... stand Aloof from th ' intire point . Say , will you have her ? She is her felf a dowry . Bar . Royal King , Give but that portion which your felf propos'd , And here I take Cordelia by the hand , Dutchefs of Burgundy . Lear . Nothing ...
... stand Aloof from th ' intire point . Say , will you have her ? She is her felf a dowry . Bar . Royal King , Give but that portion which your felf propos'd , And here I take Cordelia by the hand , Dutchefs of Burgundy . Lear . Nothing ...
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... Stand in the plague of cuftom , and permit The curtefie of nations to deprive me , ( 3 ) For that I am fome twelve or fourteen moon - fhines 1111 ( 3 ) The Nicety of Nations ] This is Mr. Pope's Reading , ex Cathedra ; for it has the ...
... Stand in the plague of cuftom , and permit The curtefie of nations to deprive me , ( 3 ) For that I am fome twelve or fourteen moon - fhines 1111 ( 3 ) The Nicety of Nations ] This is Mr. Pope's Reading , ex Cathedra ; for it has the ...
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... stands i'th ' middle of one's face ? Lear . No. Fool . Why , to keep one's eyes of either fide one's nose ; that what a man cannot fmell out , he may fpy into . Lear . I did her wrong Fool . Can't tell how an oyster makes his fhell ...
... stands i'th ' middle of one's face ? Lear . No. Fool . Why , to keep one's eyes of either fide one's nose ; that what a man cannot fmell out , he may fpy into . Lear . I did her wrong Fool . Can't tell how an oyster makes his fhell ...
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... stand against thee , would the repofal Of any truft , virtue , or worth in thee Make thy words faith'd ? no ; what I should deny , - ( As this I would , although thou didst produce My very character ) I'd turn it all To thy fuggeftion ...
... stand against thee , would the repofal Of any truft , virtue , or worth in thee Make thy words faith'd ? no ; what I should deny , - ( As this I would , although thou didst produce My very character ) I'd turn it all To thy fuggeftion ...
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... stand on any fhoulder that I fee Before me at this inftant . Corn . This is fome fellow , Who having been prais'd for bluntnefs , doth affect A fawcy roughness ; and constrains the garb , Quite from his nature . He can't flatter , he ...
... stand on any fhoulder that I fee Before me at this inftant . Corn . This is fome fellow , Who having been prais'd for bluntnefs , doth affect A fawcy roughness ; and constrains the garb , Quite from his nature . He can't flatter , he ...
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