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 tomasF.C. and J. Rivington, 1805 |
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... noble friend of nine : How wor- thy he is , I will leave to appear hereafter , rather than story him in his own hearing . French . Sir , we have known together in Orleans . Post . Since when I have been debtor to you for courtesies ...
... noble friend of nine : How wor- thy he is , I will leave to appear hereafter , rather than story him in his own hearing . French . Sir , we have known together in Orleans . Post . Since when I have been debtor to you for courtesies ...
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... noble gentleman of Rome ; Comes from my lord with letters . Of liegers for her sweet ; ] A lieger ambassador is one that re- sides in a foreign court to promote his master's interest . Iach . The worthy Leonatus is in safety , Change 26 ...
... noble gentleman of Rome ; Comes from my lord with letters . Of liegers for her sweet ; ] A lieger ambassador is one that re- sides in a foreign court to promote his master's interest . Iach . The worthy Leonatus is in safety , Change 26 ...
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... noble than that runagate to your bed ; And will continue fast to your affection , Still close , as sure . Imo . What ho , Pisanio ! Iach . Let me my service tender on your lips . Imo . Away ! I do condemn mine ears , that have So long ...
... noble than that runagate to your bed ; And will continue fast to your affection , Still close , as sure . Imo . What ho , Pisanio ! Iach . Let me my service tender on your lips . Imo . Away ! I do condemn mine ears , that have So long ...
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... I had almost forgot To entreat your grace but in a small request , And yet of moment too , for it concerns Your lord ; myself , and other noble friends , Are partners in the business . Imo . Pray , what is't ? lach . Some 32 CYMBELINE .
... I had almost forgot To entreat your grace but in a small request , And yet of moment too , for it concerns Your lord ; myself , and other noble friends , Are partners in the business . Imo . Pray , what is't ? lach . Some 32 CYMBELINE .
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... noble as I am ; they dare not fight with me , because of the queen my mother : every jack - slave hath his belly full of fighting , and I must go up and down like a cock that no body can match . 2 Lord . You are a cock and capon too ...
... noble as I am ; they dare not fight with me , because of the queen my mother : every jack - slave hath his belly full of fighting , and I must go up and down like a cock that no body can match . 2 Lord . You are a cock and capon too ...
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Aaron Andronicus art thou Bassianus Bawd BELARIUS better blood Boult brother CHIRON Cleon Cloten Cordelia Corn Cymbeline daughter dead death Dionyza dost doth Edmund emperor Enter Exeunt Exit eyes father fear Fool friends Gent give Gloster gods GONERIL Goths grace GUIDERIUS hand hath hear heart heaven hither honour i'the Iach IACHIMO Imogen Kent king KING LEAR lady Lavinia Lear look lord Lucius LYSIMACHUS madam Marcus Marina master means mistress never night noble o'the Pentapolis Pericles Pisanio poison'd poor Post Posthumus Pr'ythee pray prince PRINCE OF TYRE queen Regan Roman Rome SATURNINUS SCENE Shakspeare sorrow speak STEEVENS Stew sweet sword Tamora tears tell Thaisa Tharsus thee there's thine thing thou art thou hast Titus Titus Andronicus Tyre villain word Сут
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