The Works of Shakespeare: in Eight Volumes, 8 tomasH. Woodfall, 1767 |
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... Clown . No , truly , unless thou wert bard - favour'd ; for bonefty , coupled to beauty , is to have honey a fauce to fugar . The foundation of both paffages may poffibly have been of claffical extraction . Lis eft cum formâ magna ...
... Clown . No , truly , unless thou wert bard - favour'd ; for bonefty , coupled to beauty , is to have honey a fauce to fugar . The foundation of both paffages may poffibly have been of claffical extraction . Lis eft cum formâ magna ...
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... clowns , fpeak no more than is fet down for them : For there be of them that will themselves laugh , to fet on fome quantity of barren fpectators to laugh too ; though , in the mean time , fome neceffary queftion of the Play be then to ...
... clowns , fpeak no more than is fet down for them : For there be of them that will themselves laugh , to fet on fome quantity of barren fpectators to laugh too ; though , in the mean time , fome neceffary queftion of the Play be then to ...
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... clown , in As You Like it , feems fenfible of this refinement ; but , talking in his own way , interprets it a fort of frantickness . · We , that are true lovers , run into ftrange capers ; but as all is mortal in nature , fo is all ...
... clown , in As You Like it , feems fenfible of this refinement ; but , talking in his own way , interprets it a fort of frantickness . · We , that are true lovers , run into ftrange capers ; but as all is mortal in nature , fo is all ...
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... King . Follow , Gertrude : How much had I to do to calm his rage ! Now fear 1 , this will give it start again ; Therefore , let's follow . [ Exit . [ Exeunt . ACT V. SCENE , A CHURCH . Enter two Clowns 220 HAMLET , Prince of Denmark .
... King . Follow , Gertrude : How much had I to do to calm his rage ! Now fear 1 , this will give it start again ; Therefore , let's follow . [ Exit . [ Exeunt . ACT V. SCENE , A CHURCH . Enter two Clowns 220 HAMLET , Prince of Denmark .
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... CLOWN . ' S the to be buried in chriftian burial , that wilfully feeks her own falvation ? Is 2 Clown . I tell thee , fhe is , therefore make her grave ftraight ; the crowner hath fate on her , and finds it chriftian burial . 1 Clown ...
... CLOWN . ' S the to be buried in chriftian burial , that wilfully feeks her own falvation ? Is 2 Clown . I tell thee , fhe is , therefore make her grave ftraight ; the crowner hath fate on her , and finds it chriftian burial . 1 Clown ...
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