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Page 97
Sweet saint , for charity , be not so curst . Anne . Foul devil , for God's sake , hence , and trouble us not ; For thou hast made the happy , earth thy hell , Fill'd it with cursing cries , and deep exclaims .
Sweet saint , for charity , be not so curst . Anne . Foul devil , for God's sake , hence , and trouble us not ; For thou hast made the happy , earth thy hell , Fill'd it with cursing cries , and deep exclaims .
Page 99
Your beauty was the cause of that effect ; Your beauty , which did haunt me in my sleep , To undertake the death of all the world , So I might live one hour in your sweet bosom . Anne . If I thought that , I tell thee , homicide , These ...
Your beauty was the cause of that effect ; Your beauty , which did haunt me in my sleep , To undertake the death of all the world , So I might live one hour in your sweet bosom . Anne . If I thought that , I tell thee , homicide , These ...
Page 100
I never su'd to friend , nor enemy ; My tongue could never learn sweet soothing word ; But now thy beauty is propos'd my fee , My proud heart sues , and prompts my tongue to speak . [ She looks scornfully at him .
I never su'd to friend , nor enemy ; My tongue could never learn sweet soothing word ; But now thy beauty is propos'd my fee , My proud heart sues , and prompts my tongue to speak . [ She looks scornfully at him .
Page 102
... right royal , The spacious world cannot again afford : And will she yet abase her eyes on me , That cropp'd the golden prime of this sweet prince , And made her widow to a woful bed ? On me , whose all not equals Edward's moiety ?
... right royal , The spacious world cannot again afford : And will she yet abase her eyes on me , That cropp'd the golden prime of this sweet prince , And made her widow to a woful bed ? On me , whose all not equals Edward's moiety ?
Page 130
... More than my brother ; Ay , quoth my uncle Gloster , Small herbs have grace , great weeds do grow apace : And since , methinks , I would not grow so fast , Because sweet flowers are slow , and weeds make haste . Duch .
... More than my brother ; Ay , quoth my uncle Gloster , Small herbs have grace , great weeds do grow apace : And since , methinks , I would not grow so fast , Because sweet flowers are slow , and weeds make haste . Duch .
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| Title | The Plays of William Shakspeare: From the Text of Johnson and Steevens, Volume 6 The Plays of William Shakspeare: From the Text of Johnson and Steevens, George Steevens |
| Author | William Shakespeare |
| Editors | Samuel Johnson, George Steevens |
| Publisher | C. and A. Conrad, 1810 |
| Original from | Harvard University |
| Digitized | 28 Feb 2019 |
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