The Works of Shakespeare: Collated with the Oldest Copies, and Corrected, 3 tomasC. Bathurst, 1773 |
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... father's death anew ; but I must attend his Majefty's command , to whom I am now in ward , evermore in fubjection . Laf . You fhall find of the King a husband , Madam ; you , Sir , a father . He , that fo generally is at all times good ...
... father's death anew ; but I must attend his Majefty's command , to whom I am now in ward , evermore in fubjection . Laf . You fhall find of the King a husband , Madam ; you , Sir , a father . He , that fo generally is at all times good ...
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... Father , ( O , that bad ! how fad a paffage ' tis ! ) whofe fkill was almoft as great as his honefty ; had it ftretch'd fo far , it would have made nature immortal , and death fhould have play for lack of work . Would , for the King's ...
... Father , ( O , that bad ! how fad a paffage ' tis ! ) whofe fkill was almoft as great as his honefty ; had it ftretch'd fo far , it would have made nature immortal , and death fhould have play for lack of work . Would , for the King's ...
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... father . [ Exeunt Ber . and Laf . Hel . Oh , were that all ! -I think not on my father ; And thefe great tears grace his remembrance more ; Than thofe I fhed for him . What was he like ? I have forgot him . My imagination ( a ) If the ...
... father . [ Exeunt Ber . and Laf . Hel . Oh , were that all ! -I think not on my father ; And thefe great tears grace his remembrance more ; Than thofe I fhed for him . What was he like ? I have forgot him . My imagination ( a ) If the ...
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... 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 ! Welcome to Paris . Ber . My thanks and duty are your Majefty's . King . I would , I had that ...
... 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 ! Welcome to Paris . Ber . My thanks and duty are your Majefty's . King . I would , I had that ...
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... father ; in his youth He had the wit , which I can well obferve To day in our young Lords ; but they may jeft , Till their own fcorn return to them unnoted , Ere they can hide their levity in honour : So like a courtier , no contempt or ...
... father ; in his youth He had the wit , which I can well obferve To day in our young Lords ; but they may jeft , Till their own fcorn return to them unnoted , Ere they can hide their levity in honour : So like a courtier , no contempt or ...
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The Works of Shakespeare In Eight Volumes ; Collated with the ..., 3 tomas William Shakespeare Visos knygos peržiūra - 1740 |
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