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... Miftrefs Mary Accost , - * We should read volto . In English , put on your Caftilian countenance ; that is , your grave , folemn looks . Warburton . Sir To . You mistake , knight : accoft is Sc . 4 . 7 WHAT YOU WILL .
... Miftrefs Mary Accost , - * We should read volto . In English , put on your Caftilian countenance ; that is , your grave , folemn looks . Warburton . Sir To . You mistake , knight : accoft is Sc . 4 . 7 WHAT YOU WILL .
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... miftrefs , I would I might never draw fword again . Fair lady , do you think you have fools in hand ? Mar. Sir , I have not you by th ' hand . Sir And . Marry but you fhall have , and here's my hand . Mar. Now , Sir , thought is free ...
... miftrefs , I would I might never draw fword again . Fair lady , do you think you have fools in hand ? Mar. Sir , I have not you by th ' hand . Sir And . Marry but you fhall have , and here's my hand . Mar. Now , Sir , thought is free ...
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... Miftrefs Mary , if you priz'd my Lady's fa- vour at any thing more than contempt , you would not give means for this uncivil rule : fhe fhall know of it , by this hand . [ Exit . Mar. Go fhake your ears . Sir And . ' Twere as good a ...
... Miftrefs Mary , if you priz'd my Lady's fa- vour at any thing more than contempt , you would not give means for this uncivil rule : fhe fhall know of it , by this hand . [ Exit . Mar. Go fhake your ears . Sir And . ' Twere as good a ...
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... miftrefs , that he had her fhut into a cave with his treasure . It was cufiomary with those barbarians , when they despaired of their own fatety , first to make away with those whom they held dear , and defired for companions in the ...
... miftrefs , that he had her fhut into a cave with his treasure . It was cufiomary with those barbarians , when they despaired of their own fatety , first to make away with those whom they held dear , and defired for companions in the ...
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... miftrefs , and his fancy's queen . [ Exeunt . Clown fings . When that I was a little tiny boy , With hey , ho , the wind and the rain : A foolish thing was but a toy , For the rain it raineth every day . But when I came to man's estate ...
... miftrefs , and his fancy's queen . [ Exeunt . Clown fings . When that I was a little tiny boy , With hey , ho , the wind and the rain : A foolish thing was but a toy , For the rain it raineth every day . But when I came to man's estate ...
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The Works of Shakespeare, with Corrections and Illustr. from Various ... William Shakespeare Sin vista previa disponible - 2016 |
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Página 29 - But let concealment, like a worm i' the bud, Feed on her damask cheek. She pined in thought And with a green and yellow melancholy She sat, like patience on a monument, Smiling at grief. Was not this love indeed? We...
Página 239 - Thy husband is thy lord, thy life, thy keeper, Thy head, thy sovereign ; one that cares for thee, And for thy maintenance : commits his body To painful labour, both by sea and land...
Página 3 - If music be the food of love, play on ; Give me excess of it, that, surfeiting, The appetite may sicken, and so die. That strain again ! it had a dying fall : O ! it came o'er my ear like the sweet sound That breathes upon a bank of violets, Stealing and giving odour.