The Works of Shakespeare: Collated with the Oldest Copies, and Corrected, 6 tomasC. Bathurst, 1773 |
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... dead in his arms . Lear . Howl , howl , howl , howl , -- O you are men of ftone , Had I your tongues and eyes , I'd use them fo , That heaven's vault should crack : fhe's gone for ever ! I know , when one is dead , and when one lives ...
... dead in his arms . Lear . Howl , howl , howl , howl , -- O you are men of ftone , Had I your tongues and eyes , I'd use them fo , That heaven's vault should crack : fhe's gone for ever ! I know , when one is dead , and when one lives ...
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... dead Your eldest daughters have fore - done themselves , And defp'rately are dead . Lear . Ay , fo I think . Alb . He knows not what he says ; and vain is it , That we prefent us to him . Edg . Very bootlefs . Enter a Meffenger . Mef ...
... dead Your eldest daughters have fore - done themselves , And defp'rately are dead . Lear . Ay , fo I think . Alb . He knows not what he says ; and vain is it , That we prefent us to him . Edg . Very bootlefs . Enter a Meffenger . Mef ...
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... dead march . So he but to forgive me once would please , That his grey hairs might go to heaven in peace . And yet I know not how I him offended , Or wherein juftly I've deferved blame . Oh fifters ! you are much to blame in this ; It ...
... dead march . So he but to forgive me once would please , That his grey hairs might go to heaven in peace . And yet I know not how I him offended , Or wherein juftly I've deferved blame . Oh fifters ! you are much to blame in this ; It ...
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... dead ; and all the lands thou hast Lye in a pitcht field . Alc . I defy land , my Lord . 1 Lord . We are fo virtuously bound- Tim . And fo am I to you . 2 Lord . So infinitely endear'd- Tim . All to you . Lights ! more lights , more ...
... dead ; and all the lands thou hast Lye in a pitcht field . Alc . I defy land , my Lord . 1 Lord . We are fo virtuously bound- Tim . And fo am I to you . 2 Lord . So infinitely endear'd- Tim . All to you . Lights ! more lights , more ...
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... dead ; Doors , that were ne'er acquainted with their wards -his friends , like phyficians ( 19 ) Thriv'd , give him over ? ] I have reftor'd this old reading , only amended the pointing , which was faulty . Mr. Pope , fufpecting the ...
... dead ; Doors , that were ne'er acquainted with their wards -his friends , like phyficians ( 19 ) Thriv'd , give him over ? ] I have reftor'd this old reading , only amended the pointing , which was faulty . Mr. Pope , fufpecting the ...
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