Works, 3 tomasBell & Bradfute, J. Dickinson [and others], 1795 |
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... thanks . Enter Page . Page . Monfieur Parolles , My Lord calls for you . [ Exit Page . Par . Little Helen , farewell ; if I can remember . thee , I will think of thee at court . Hel . Monfieur Parolles , you were born under a cha ...
... thanks . Enter Page . Page . Monfieur Parolles , My Lord calls for you . [ Exit Page . Par . Little Helen , farewell ; if I can remember . thee , I will think of thee at court . Hel . Monfieur Parolles , you were born under a cha ...
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... thanks and duty are your Majesty's . King . I would I had that corporal foundness now , As when thy father and myfelf in friendship First try'd our foldiership : he did look far . Into the fervice of the time , and was Difcipled of the ...
... thanks and duty are your Majesty's . King . I would I had that corporal foundness now , As when thy father and myfelf in friendship First try'd our foldiership : he did look far . Into the fervice of the time , and was Difcipled of the ...
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... reft have worn me out With feveral applications : nature and fickness Debate it at their leisure . Welcome , Count , My fon's no dearer . * Character . Ber . Ber . Thank your Majesty . [ Flourish . Exeunt ALL'S WELL THAT ENDS WELL .
... reft have worn me out With feveral applications : nature and fickness Debate it at their leisure . Welcome , Count , My fon's no dearer . * Character . Ber . Ber . Thank your Majesty . [ Flourish . Exeunt ALL'S WELL THAT ENDS WELL .
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William Shakespeare. Ber . Thank your Majesty . [ Flourish . Exeunt . SCENE VI . Changes to the Countess's at Roufillon .. Enter Countefs , Steward , and Clown . Count . I will now hear ; what fay you of this gentle- woman ? Stew . Madam ...
William Shakespeare. Ber . Thank your Majesty . [ Flourish . Exeunt . SCENE VI . Changes to the Countess's at Roufillon .. Enter Countefs , Steward , and Clown . Count . I will now hear ; what fay you of this gentle- woman ? Stew . Madam ...
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... thank care ; I will speak with you further anon . SCENE VII . Enter Helena . Count . Ev'n fo it was with me when I was young ; If we are nature's , thefe are ours : this thorn Doth to our rofe of youth rightly belong ; Our blood to us ...
... thank care ; I will speak with you further anon . SCENE VII . Enter Helena . Count . Ev'n fo it was with me when I was young ; If we are nature's , thefe are ours : this thorn Doth to our rofe of youth rightly belong ; Our blood to us ...
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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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