The Works of Mr. William Shakespear;: In Six Volumes. Adorn'd with Cuts, 5 tomasJacob Tonson, 1709 - 3324 psl. |
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... look upon thy Death . Ben . I do but keep the Peace ; put up thy Sword , Or manage it to part thefe Men with me . Tyb . What draw , and talk of Peace ? I hate the word As I hate Hell , all Mountagues and thee : Have at thee , Coward ...
... look upon thy Death . Ben . I do but keep the Peace ; put up thy Sword , Or manage it to part thefe Men with me . Tyb . What draw , and talk of Peace ? I hate the word As I hate Hell , all Mountagues and thee : Have at thee , Coward ...
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... look to like , if looking liking move . But no more deep will I endart mine Eye , Than your Confent gives Strength to make it fly . Enter a Servant . Ser . Madam , the Guests are come , Supper ferv'd up , you call'd , my young Lady ask ...
... look to like , if looking liking move . But no more deep will I endart mine Eye , Than your Confent gives Strength to make it fly . Enter a Servant . Ser . Madam , the Guests are come , Supper ferv'd up , you call'd , my young Lady ask ...
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... look on , The Game was ne'er fo fair , and I am Done . Mer . Tut , Dun's the Moufe , the Conftables own word ; If thou art Dun , we'll draw thee from the Mire ; Or ? Or , fave your Reverence , Love , wherein thou Romeo and Juliet . 2087.
... look on , The Game was ne'er fo fair , and I am Done . Mer . Tut , Dun's the Moufe , the Conftables own word ; If thou art Dun , we'll draw thee from the Mire ; Or ? Or , fave your Reverence , Love , wherein thou Romeo and Juliet . 2087.
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In Six Volumes. Adorn'd with Cuts William Shakespeare. f , she looks as pale as any Clout in the verfal World . Doth ... look'st thou fad ? Tho ' News be fad , yet tell them merrily , If good , thou fham'ft the Mufick of fweet News , By ...
In Six Volumes. Adorn'd with Cuts William Shakespeare. f , she looks as pale as any Clout in the verfal World . Doth ... look'st thou fad ? Tho ' News be fad , yet tell them merrily , If good , thou fham'ft the Mufick of fweet News , By ...
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... look to hear nothing but Dif cords : Here's my Fiddleftick ; here's that hall make you dance . Come , Conlo t . [ Laying his Hand on his Sword . Ben . We talk here in the publick haunt of Men : Either ithdraw unto fome private place ...
... look to hear nothing but Dif cords : Here's my Fiddleftick ; here's that hall make you dance . Come , Conlo t . [ Laying his Hand on his Sword . Ben . We talk here in the publick haunt of Men : Either ithdraw unto fome private place ...
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The Works of Mr. William Shakespear; In Eight Volumes. Adorn'd with Cutts William Shakespeare,Nicholas Rowe Visos knygos peržiūra - 1714 |
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