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Page 28
Her name is Margery , indeed : I ' ll be sworn , if thou be Launcelot , thou art mine
own flesh and blood , Lord worshipp ' d might he be ! what a beard hast thou got !
thou hast got more hair on thy chin , than Dobbin my thill - horse has on his tail ...
Her name is Margery , indeed : I ' ll be sworn , if thou be Launcelot , thou art mine
own flesh and blood , Lord worshipp ' d might he be ! what a beard hast thou got !
thou hast got more hair on thy chin , than Dobbin my thill - horse has on his tail ...
Page 31
Why , then you must ; — But hear thee , Gratiano ; Thou art too wild , too rude ,
and bold of voice ; Parts , that become thee happily enough , And in such eyes as
ours appear not faults ; But where thou art not known , why , there they show ...
Why , then you must ; — But hear thee , Gratiano ; Thou art too wild , too rude ,
and bold of voice ; Parts , that become thee happily enough , And in such eyes as
ours appear not faults ; But where thou art not known , why , there they show ...
Page 38
Heaven , and thy thoughts , are witness that thou art . Jes . Here , catch this
casket ; it is worth the pains , I am glad ' tis night , you do not look on me , For I am
much asham ' d of my exchange : But love is blind , and lovers cannot see The
pretty ...
Heaven , and thy thoughts , are witness that thou art . Jes . Here , catch this
casket ; it is worth the pains , I am glad ' tis night , you do not look on me , For I am
much asham ' d of my exchange : But love is blind , and lovers cannot see The
pretty ...
Page 39
What , art thou come ? - On , gentlemen , away ; Our masquing mates by this time
for us stay . [ Exit with Jessica and SALARINO . Enter Antonio . Ant . Who ' s there
? Gra . Signior Antonio ? Ant . Fye , fye , Gratiano ! where are all the rest ?
What , art thou come ? - On , gentlemen , away ; Our masquing mates by this time
for us stay . [ Exit with Jessica and SALARINO . Enter Antonio . Ant . Who ' s there
? Gra . Signior Antonio ? Ant . Fye , fye , Gratiano ! where are all the rest ?
Page 46
How much unlike art thou to Portia ? How much unlike my hopes , and my
deservings ? Who chooseth me , shall have as much as he deserves , Did I
deserve no more than a fool ' s head ? Is that my prize ? are my deserts no better
? Por .
How much unlike art thou to Portia ? How much unlike my hopes , and my
deservings ? Who chooseth me , shall have as much as he deserves , Did I
deserve no more than a fool ' s head ? Is that my prize ? are my deserts no better
? Por .
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| Title | 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, Volume 3 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, William Shakespeare |
| Author | William Shakespeare |
| Editor | George Steevens |
| Illustrated by | Henry Fusell |
| Publisher | F.C. and J. Rivington, 1805 |
| Original from | Harvard University |
| Digitized | 17 Jan 2008 |
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