The Plays of Shakspeare: Printed from the Text of Samuel Johnson, George Steevens, and Isaac Reed, Volume 5 |
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How comes it now , my husband , oh , how comes it , That thou art then estranged from thyself ? Thyself I call it , being strange to me , That , undividable , incorporate , Am better than thy dear self's better part .
How comes it now , my husband , oh , how comes it , That thou art then estranged from thyself ? Thyself I call it , being strange to me , That , undividable , incorporate , Am better than thy dear self's better part .
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Ant . E. Ay , to a niggardly host , and more sparing guest : But though my cates be mean , take them in good part ; Better cheer may you have , but not with better heart . But , soft ; my door is lock'd ; Go bid them let us in , Dro .
Ant . E. Ay , to a niggardly host , and more sparing guest : But though my cates be mean , take them in good part ; Better cheer may you have , but not with better heart . But , soft ; my door is lock'd ; Go bid them let us in , Dro .
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Ant . S. No ; It is thyself , mine own self's better part ; Mine eye's clear eye , my dear heart's dearer heart ; My food , my fortune , and my sweet hope's aim , My sole earth's heaven , and my heaven's claim . Luc .
Ant . S. No ; It is thyself , mine own self's better part ; Mine eye's clear eye , my dear heart's dearer heart ; My food , my fortune , and my sweet hope's aim , My sole earth's heaven , and my heaven's claim . Luc .
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Adr . Ah ! but I think him better than I say , And yet would herein others ' eyes were worse : Far from her nest the lapwing cries away ; My heart prays for him , though my tongue do curse . Enter Dromio of Syracuse . Dro .
Adr . Ah ! but I think him better than I say , And yet would herein others ' eyes were worse : Far from her nest the lapwing cries away ; My heart prays for him , though my tongue do curse . Enter Dromio of Syracuse . Dro .
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... I take him for the better dog . Lord . Thou art a fool ; if Echo were as fleet , I would esteem him worth a dozen such . But sup them well , and look unto them all ; To - morrow I intend to hunt again . i Hun . I will , my lord .
... I take him for the better dog . Lord . Thou art a fool ; if Echo were as fleet , I would esteem him worth a dozen such . But sup them well , and look unto them all ; To - morrow I intend to hunt again . i Hun . I will , my lord .
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| Title | The Plays of Shakspeare: Printed from the Text of Samuel Johnson, George Steevens, and Isaac Reed, Volume 5 The Plays of Shakspeare: Printed from the Text of Samuel Johnson, George Steevens, and Isaac Reed, William Shakespeare |
| Author | William Shakespeare |
| Publisher | Longman, Hurst, Rees, and Orme, 1807 |
| Original from | the New York Public Library |
| Digitized | 27 Dec 2006 |
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