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... Hubert , Bigot , English Lords . Philip Faulconbridge , baftard fon to Richard I. Robert Faulconbridge , fuppofed brother to the baftard . James Gurney , fervant to the Lady Faulconbridge . Peter of Pomfret , a prophet . Philip , King ...
... Hubert , Bigot , English Lords . Philip Faulconbridge , baftard fon to Richard I. Robert Faulconbridge , fuppofed brother to the baftard . James Gurney , fervant to the Lady Faulconbridge . Peter of Pomfret , a prophet . Philip , King ...
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... Hubert . K. John . There , Hubert , keep this boy . Richard , My mother is affailed in our tent , And ta'en , I fear . 23 22 21 Faulc . My Lord , I refcu'd her . Her Highnefs is in fafety , fear you not . But on , my Liege : for very ...
... Hubert . K. John . There , Hubert , keep this boy . Richard , My mother is affailed in our tent , And ta'en , I fear . 23 22 21 Faulc . My Lord , I refcu'd her . Her Highnefs is in fafety , fear you not . But on , my Liege : for very ...
324 psl.
... Hubert , I'm almost asham'd To fay what good refpect I have of thee . Hab . I am much bounden to your Majefty . K ... Hubert , Hubert , Hubert , throw thine eye On yon young boy . I'll tell thee what my friend , He He is a very ...
... Hubert , I'm almost asham'd To fay what good refpect I have of thee . Hab . I am much bounden to your Majefty . K ... Hubert , Hubert , Hubert , throw thine eye On yon young boy . I'll tell thee what my friend , He He is a very ...
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... Hubert , I love thee ; Well , I'll not fay what I intend for thee ; Remember.- -Madam , fare you well . [ Returning to the Queen . I'll fend thofe pow'rs o'er to your Majesty . Eli . My bleffing go with thee ! K. John . For England ...
... Hubert , I love thee ; Well , I'll not fay what I intend for thee ; Remember.- -Madam , fare you well . [ Returning to the Queen . I'll fend thofe pow'rs o'er to your Majesty . Eli . My bleffing go with thee ! K. John . For England ...
330 psl.
... Hubert and Executioners . [ Exeunt . Hub . EAT me thefe irons hot , and look , thou ftand Within the arras ; when I ftrike my foot Upon the bofom of the ground , rush forth ; And bind the boy which you fhall find with me , Faft to the ...
... Hubert and Executioners . [ Exeunt . Hub . EAT me thefe irons hot , and look , thou ftand Within the arras ; when I ftrike my foot Upon the bofom of the ground , rush forth ; And bind the boy which you fhall find with me , Faft to the ...
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The Works Of Shakespear. In which the Beauties Observed by Pope, Warburton ... William Shakespeare Visos knygos peržiūra - 1769 |
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againſt anfwer Antigonus Antipholis Arth Bithynia blood Camillo Cleomenes Conft Count defire doth Dromio Duke elfe Enter Exeunt Exit eyes faid father Faulc Faulconbridge fear feems fent fervice fhall fhew fhould fifter fince firft firſt fome fool foul fpeak France ftand ftill ftir ftrong fuch fure fwear fweet gentleman give hand hath hear heart heav'n himſelf honour houfe houſe Hubert huſband Illyria itſelf James Gurney John King knave Lady Lord Madam mafter Malvolio Melun miſtreſs moft moſt muft muſt myſelf Narbon Phil pleaſe pr'ythee pray prefent Prince purpoſe reafon ſay SCENE ſhall ſhe Shep Sicilia Sir Toby ſpeak tell thee thefe there's theſe thine thofe thoſe thou art thouſand whofe wife worfe yourſelf
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324 psl. - Grief fills the room up of my absent child, Lies in his bed, walks up and down with me, Puts on his pretty looks, repeats his words, Remembers me of all his gracious parts, Stuffs out his vacant garments with his form; Then, have I reason to be fond of grief ? Fare you well: had you such a loss as I, I could give better comfort than you do.
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