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... turn to the most important passages , or to some of the best known and admired lines in the leading dramas we find the same simplicity commend the changes made . In Dame Quickley's account of Falstaff's death , it may be remembered that ...
... turn to the most important passages , or to some of the best known and admired lines in the leading dramas we find the same simplicity commend the changes made . In Dame Quickley's account of Falstaff's death , it may be remembered that ...
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... turn'd you to , O , my heart bleeds Which is from my remembrance ! Please you , farther . Pro . My brother , and thy uncle , call'd Antonio , — I pray thee mark me that a brother should Be so perfidious ; -he whom , next thyself , Of ...
... turn'd you to , O , my heart bleeds Which is from my remembrance ! Please you , farther . Pro . My brother , and thy uncle , call'd Antonio , — I pray thee mark me that a brother should Be so perfidious ; -he whom , next thyself , Of ...
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... turn my mercy out of doors , and make a stockfish of thee . Trin . Why , what did I ? I did nothing ; I'll go further off . Ste . Didst thou not say he lied ? Ari . Thou liest . Ste . Do I so ? take thou that . [ Strikes him . ] As you ...
... turn my mercy out of doors , and make a stockfish of thee . Trin . Why , what did I ? I did nothing ; I'll go further off . Ste . Didst thou not say he lied ? Ari . Thou liest . Ste . Do I so ? take thou that . [ Strikes him . ] As you ...
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... turn or two I'll walk , To still my beating mind . Fer . Mira . We wish your peace . [ Exeunt . Pro . Come with a thought : -I thank thee , Ariel : come . Enter Ariel . Ari . Thy thoughts I cleave to : What's thy plea- sure ? Pro ...
... turn or two I'll walk , To still my beating mind . Fer . Mira . We wish your peace . [ Exeunt . Pro . Come with a thought : -I thank thee , Ariel : come . Enter Ariel . Ari . Thy thoughts I cleave to : What's thy plea- sure ? Pro ...
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William Shakespeare Charles Knight. And all be turn'd to barnacles , or to apes With foreheads villainous low . Ste . Monster , lay - to your fingers ; help to bear this away where my hogshead of wine is , or I'll turn you out of my ...
William Shakespeare Charles Knight. And all be turn'd to barnacles , or to apes With foreheads villainous low . Ste . Monster , lay - to your fingers ; help to bear this away where my hogshead of wine is , or I'll turn you out of my ...
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Page 374 - Or, What good love may I perform for you ? Many a poor man's son would have lain still, And ne'er have spoke a loving word to you; But you, at your sick service, had a prince. Nay, you may think my love was crafty love, And call it cunning. Do, an' if you will ; If heaven be pleased that you must use me ill, Why, then you must.
Page 223 - How sweet the moonlight sleeps upon this bank! Here will we sit, and let the sounds of music Creep in our ears: soft stillness and the night Become the touches of sweet harmony. Sit, Jessica. Look, how the floor of heaven Is thick inlaid with patines...