Hamlet, Prince of Denmark: A TragedyW. Bowyer and J. Nichols, and sold by W. Owen, 1770 - 207 psl. |
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A Tragedy William Shakespeare. X With fuch a number ; what , muft I come to you With five and twenty ? Regan , faid you fo ? Reg . And fpeak't again , my lord , no more with me . Lear . Those wicked creatures yet do feem well - favour'd ...
A Tragedy William Shakespeare. X With fuch a number ; what , muft I come to you With five and twenty ? Regan , faid you fo ? Reg . And fpeak't again , my lord , no more with me . Lear . Those wicked creatures yet do feem well - favour'd ...
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... Muft make content with his fortunes fit , b Though the rain it raineth every day . The fo's and R. read more harder than the ftones , & c . The qu's read me for you . The qu's read my wit begins , & c . T. W. and J. read the for this ...
... Muft make content with his fortunes fit , b Though the rain it raineth every day . The fo's and R. read more harder than the ftones , & c . The qu's read me for you . The qu's read my wit begins , & c . T. W. and J. read the for this ...
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... muft z draw me That which my father loses ; no less than all . The younger rifes , when the old b doth fall . SCENE V. Part of the heath , with a hovel . Enter Lear , Kent , and Fool . [ Exit . Kent . Here is the place , my lord ; good ...
... muft z draw me That which my father loses ; no less than all . The younger rifes , when the old b doth fall . SCENE V. Part of the heath , with a hovel . Enter Lear , Kent , and Fool . [ Exit . Kent . Here is the place , my lord ; good ...
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... muft ftand the courfe . Reg . Wherefore to Dover , fir ? ' Glo . Because I would not fee thy cruel nails Pluck out his poor old eyes ; nor thy fierce fifter In his fanointed fiefh & ftick boarifh phangs . The fea , with fuch a ftorm h ...
... muft ftand the courfe . Reg . Wherefore to Dover , fir ? ' Glo . Because I would not fee thy cruel nails Pluck out his poor old eyes ; nor thy fierce fifter In his fanointed fiefh & ftick boarifh phangs . The fea , with fuch a ftorm h ...
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... muft.- Blefs thy fweet eyes , they bleed . Glo . Know'st thou the way to Dover ? Edg . Both stile and gate , horse - way and foot path . Tom hath been fcar'd out of his good wits . [ Afide . Poor Bless thee , good man , from the foul ...
... muft.- Blefs thy fweet eyes , they bleed . Glo . Know'st thou the way to Dover ? Edg . Both stile and gate , horse - way and foot path . Tom hath been fcar'd out of his good wits . [ Afide . Poor Bless thee , good man , from the foul ...
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