The Plays of William Shakespeare: Accurately Printed from the Text of the Corrected Copy Left by George Steevens: With a Series of Engravings, from Original Designs of Henry Fusell, and a Selection of Explanatory and Historical Notes, 8 tomas |
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I do wonder , doctor , Thou ask'st me such a question : Have I not been Thy pupil long ? Hast thou not learn'd me how To make perfumes ? distil ? preserve ? yea , so , That our great king himself doth woo me oft For my confections ?
I do wonder , doctor , Thou ask'st me such a question : Have I not been Thy pupil long ? Hast thou not learn'd me how To make perfumes ? distil ? preserve ? yea , so , That our great king himself doth woo me oft For my confections ?
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Think what a chance thou changest on ; but think Thou hast thy mistress still ; to boot , my son , Who shall take notice of thee : I'll move the king To any shape of thy preferment , such As thou'lt desire ; and then myself , I chiefly ...
Think what a chance thou changest on ; but think Thou hast thy mistress still ; to boot , my son , Who shall take notice of thee : I'll move the king To any shape of thy preferment , such As thou'lt desire ; and then myself , I chiefly ...
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I'll be sworn ,If No swearing . you will swear you have not done't , you lie ; And I will kill thee , if thou dost deny Thou hast made me cuckold . Iach . Post . Iach . I will deny nothing . Post . O , that I had her here , to tear her ...
I'll be sworn ,If No swearing . you will swear you have not done't , you lie ; And I will kill thee , if thou dost deny Thou hast made me cuckold . Iach . Post . Iach . I will deny nothing . Post . O , that I had her here , to tear her ...
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Why hast thou abus'd So many miles , with a pretence ? this place ... Why hast thou gone so far , " To be unbent , when thou hast ta'en thy stand , The elected deer before thee ? Wherefore then g Pis . But to win time To lose so bad ...
Why hast thou abus'd So many miles , with a pretence ? this place ... Why hast thou gone so far , " To be unbent , when thou hast ta'en thy stand , The elected deer before thee ? Wherefore then g Pis . But to win time To lose so bad ...
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What hast thou done ? Gui . I ain perfect , what : 2 cut off one Cloten's head , character of his father , and the ascendancy the Queen maintained over his uxorious weakness . We find Cloten , in short , represented at once as brave and ...
What hast thou done ? Gui . I ain perfect , what : 2 cut off one Cloten's head , character of his father , and the ascendancy the Queen maintained over his uxorious weakness . We find Cloten , in short , represented at once as brave and ...
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Andronicus arms Attendants bear better blood bring brother child comes Corn court daughter dead dear death doth Enter Exeunt Exit eyes fair father fear follow Fool fortune friends Gent give Gloster gods gone grace hand hast hath head hear heart heaven hold honour I'll Iach Italy keep Kent kind king lady Lavinia Lear leave live look lord Lucius madam Marcus master means mind mistress mother nature never night noble o'the Pericles play poor Post pray present prince queen reason Roman Rome SCENE Shakspeare sons speak stand sweet tears tell thank thee thine thing thou thou art thought Titus true villain
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