The Works of Shakespeare, 6 tomasJ. and P. Knapton, 1752 |
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... thought - executing fires , Vaunt - couriers of oak - cleaving thunder - bolts , Singe my white head . And thou all - fhaking thunder , Strike flat the thick rotundity o ' th ' world ; Crack nature's mould , all germins fpill at once ...
... thought - executing fires , Vaunt - couriers of oak - cleaving thunder - bolts , Singe my white head . And thou all - fhaking thunder , Strike flat the thick rotundity o ' th ' world ; Crack nature's mould , all germins fpill at once ...
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... Thought defiles thee , In thy juft Proof repeals , and reconciles thee . What will , hap more to Night ; fafe ' fcape the King ! Lurk , Lurk .. [ Exit Edgar SCENE changes to Glo'fter's Caftle . Enter Cornwall , Regan , Gonerill , Edmund ...
... Thought defiles thee , In thy juft Proof repeals , and reconciles thee . What will , hap more to Night ; fafe ' fcape the King ! Lurk , Lurk .. [ Exit Edgar SCENE changes to Glo'fter's Caftle . Enter Cornwall , Regan , Gonerill , Edmund ...
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... we could never fupport the Thought of " living to be Old , on any other Terms . " And our Duty , as human Creatures , is piously inculcated in this Reflexion of the Author . Old . Old Man . Fellow , where goeft ? Glo . 72 King LEAR .
... we could never fupport the Thought of " living to be Old , on any other Terms . " And our Duty , as human Creatures , is piously inculcated in this Reflexion of the Author . Old . Old Man . Fellow , where goeft ? Glo . 72 King LEAR .
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... in the State , Which fince his coming forth is thought of , which Imports the Kingdom fo much fear and danger , That his Return was most requir'd and necessary . D 3 Kent . Kent . Whom hath he left behind him General ? King LEA R. 77.
... in the State , Which fince his coming forth is thought of , which Imports the Kingdom fo much fear and danger , That his Return was most requir'd and necessary . D 3 Kent . Kent . Whom hath he left behind him General ? King LEA R. 77.
78 psl.
... thought fit to restore this Scene from the old Quarto , tacitly funk this Paffage upon us , because he did not understand it . Indeed , it is corrupt ; and he might have done himself fome Honour in attempting the Cure ; but Rhyme and ...
... thought fit to restore this Scene from the old Quarto , tacitly funk this Paffage upon us , because he did not understand it . Indeed , it is corrupt ; and he might have done himself fome Honour in attempting the Cure ; but Rhyme and ...
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