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... ftand ; therefore , if thou art mov'd , thou runn'ft away . Sam . A dog of that House fhall move me to ftand . I will take the wall of any man , or maid of Mon- tague's . Greg . That fhews thee a weak flave ; for the weakest goes to the ...
... ftand ; therefore , if thou art mov'd , thou runn'ft away . Sam . A dog of that House fhall move me to ftand . I will take the wall of any man , or maid of Mon- tague's . Greg . That fhews thee a weak flave ; for the weakest goes to the ...
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... ftand in number , tho ' in reck❜ning none . Come , go with me . Go , firrah , trudge about , Through fair Verona ; find thofe perfons out , Whose names are written there ; and to them fay , My house and welcome on their pleasure stay ...
... ftand in number , tho ' in reck❜ning none . Come , go with me . Go , firrah , trudge about , Through fair Verona ; find thofe perfons out , Whose names are written there ; and to them fay , My house and welcome on their pleasure stay ...
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... ftand ' Till fhe had laid it , and conjur'd it down ; That were fome fpight . My invocation is Honeft and fair , and , in his mistress ' name , I conjure only but to raise up him . Ben . Come , he hath hid himself among thefe trees , To ...
... ftand ' Till fhe had laid it , and conjur'd it down ; That were fome fpight . My invocation is Honeft and fair , and , in his mistress ' name , I conjure only but to raise up him . Ben . Come , he hath hid himself among thefe trees , To ...
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... ftand here ' till thou remember it . ful . I fhall forget , to have thee ftill ftand there , Remembering how I love thy company . Rom . And I'll ftill ftay to have thee ftill forget , Forgetting any other home but this . Jul . ' Tis ...
... ftand here ' till thou remember it . ful . I fhall forget , to have thee ftill ftand there , Remembering how I love thy company . Rom . And I'll ftill ftay to have thee ftill forget , Forgetting any other home but this . Jul . ' Tis ...
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... ftand on fudden haste : Fri. Wifely and flow ; they stumble , that run fast .. Mer . SCENE IV . Changes to the STREET . Enter Benvolio and Mercutio . W [ Exeunt . HERE the devil fhould this Romeo be ? came he not home to - night ? Ben ...
... ftand on fudden haste : Fri. Wifely and flow ; they stumble , that run fast .. Mer . SCENE IV . Changes to the STREET . Enter Benvolio and Mercutio . W [ Exeunt . HERE the devil fhould this Romeo be ? came he not home to - night ? Ben ...
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202 psl. - Tears in his eyes, distraction in 's aspect, A broken voice, and his whole function suiting With forms to his conceit/ and all for nothing! For Hecuba! What's Hecuba to him, or he to Hecuba, That he should weep for her...
240 psl. - Could you on this fair mountain leave to feed, And batten on this moor ? Ha ! have you eyes ? You cannot call it love, for at your age The hey-day in the blood is tame, it's humble, And waits upon the judgment ; and what judgment Would step from this to this ? Sense, sure, you have.
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230 psl. - ... stops; you would pluck out the heart of my mystery; you would sound me from my lowest note to the top of my compass; and there is much music, excellent voice, in this little organ, yet cannot you make it speak. 'Sblood, do you think I am easier to be played on than a pipe? Call me what instrument you will, though you can fret me, you cannot play upon me.
165 psl. - I could a tale unfold, whose lightest word Would harrow up thy soul ; freeze thy young blood ; Make thy two eyes, like stars, start from their spheres...
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344 psl. - My noble father, I do perceive here a divided duty: To you I am bound for life, and education; My life, and education, both do learn me How to respect you ; you are the lord of duty, I am hitherto your daughter: But here's my husband; And so much duty as my mother show'd To you, preferring you before her father, So much I challenge that I may profess Due to the Moor, my lord.
41 psl. - Thou know'st the mask of night is on my face, Else would a maiden blush bepaint my cheek For that which thou hast heard me speak to-night. Fain would I dwell on form, fain, fain deny What I have spoke: but farewell compliment! Dost thou love me? I know thou wilt say 'Ay,' And I will take thy word: yet, if thou swear'st, Thou mayst prove false; at lovers' perjuries, They say, Jove laughs.
469 psl. - No more of that. I pray you, in your letters, When you shall these unlucky deeds relate, Speak of me as I am ; nothing extenuate, Nor set down aught in malice...