The Plays of David Garrick, Volume 2Garland Pub., 1981 - Civilization, Modern |
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Page 161
... Exeunt , Mal . What will you do ? let's not confort with them : To fhew an unfelt forrow , is an office Which the falfe man does easy . I'll to England . Don . To Ireland I ; our feparated fortune Shall keep us both the fafer ; where we ...
... Exeunt , Mal . What will you do ? let's not confort with them : To fhew an unfelt forrow , is an office Which the falfe man does easy . I'll to England . Don . To Ireland I ; our feparated fortune Shall keep us both the fafer ; where we ...
Page 279
... Exeunt . Enter Othello , Lodovico , Defdemona , and Emilia . Lod . I do befeech you , Sir , trouble yourself no further . Oth . Oh , pardon me ; ' twill do me good to walk . Lod . Madam , good night ! I humbly thank your ladyship . Def ...
... Exeunt . Enter Othello , Lodovico , Defdemona , and Emilia . Lod . I do befeech you , Sir , trouble yourself no further . Oth . Oh , pardon me ; ' twill do me good to walk . Lod . Madam , good night ! I humbly thank your ladyship . Def ...
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... Exeunt Juliet and Nurse . morrow . La . Cap . We shall be short in our provision ; " Tis now near night . Cap . Tuh , all things shall be well , Go thou to Juliet , help to deck up her : I'll not to bed , but walk myself to Paris , T ...
... Exeunt Juliet and Nurse . morrow . La . Cap . We shall be short in our provision ; " Tis now near night . Cap . Tuh , all things shall be well , Go thou to Juliet , help to deck up her : I'll not to bed , but walk myself to Paris , T ...
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