Mr. William Shakespeare: His Comedies, Histories, and Tragedies, 4 tomas |
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whose fkill was almoft as great as his honefty ; had it ftretch'd fo far , would have made nature immortal , and death fhould have play for lack of work . ' Would , for the king's fake , he were living ! I think , it would be the death ...
whose fkill was almoft as great as his honefty ; had it ftretch'd fo far , would have made nature immortal , and death fhould have play for lack of work . ' Would , for the king's fake , he were living ! I think , it would be the death ...
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It is not politick in the common - wealth of nature , to preserve virginity . Lofs of virginity is rational increafe ; and there was never virgin got , ' till virginity was first loft . That , you were made of , is metal to make virgins ...
It is not politick in the common - wealth of nature , to preserve virginity . Lofs of virginity is rational increafe ; and there was never virgin got , ' till virginity was first loft . That , you were made of , is metal to make virgins ...
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The mightieft fpace in fortune nature brings To join like likes , and kiss like native things . Impoffible be ftrange attempts , to those That weigh their pains in fense ; and do fuppose , What hath been cannot be : Who ever ftrove To ...
The mightieft fpace in fortune nature brings To join like likes , and kiss like native things . Impoffible be ftrange attempts , to those That weigh their pains in fense ; and do fuppose , What hath been cannot be : Who ever ftrove To ...
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1. L. It is the count Rofillion , my good lord , Young Bertram . Kin . Youth , thou bear'st thy father's face ; Frank nature , rather curious than in hafte , Hath well compos'd thee ; Thy father's moral parts May'ft thou inherit too ...
1. L. It is the count Rofillion , my good lord , Young Bertram . Kin . Youth , thou bear'st thy father's face ; Frank nature , rather curious than in hafte , Hath well compos'd thee ; Thy father's moral parts May'ft thou inherit too ...
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If he were living , I would try him yet ; Lend me an arm ;. the reft have worn me out With feveral applications : nature and sickness Debate it at their leisure . Welcome , count ; My fon's no dearer . BER . Thank your majesty .
If he were living , I would try him yet ; Lend me an arm ;. the reft have worn me out With feveral applications : nature and sickness Debate it at their leisure . Welcome , count ; My fon's no dearer . BER . Thank your majesty .
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Attendants bear better blood born bring Camillo comes count court dare daughter dear death Enter Exeunt Exit eyes fair fame father fear fellow fhall fight fome fool fortune foul fuch give gone grace hand hath hear heart heaven himſelf hold honour hope houſe I'll i'the keep king Knock lady leave live look lord Macbeth madam marry matter mean moft moſt mother muft muſt nature never night noble o'the poor pray present queen ſay SCENE ſhall ſhe ſhould ſpeak tell thanks thee There's thine things thou thou art thought true truth wife worthy young
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