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Page 55
Thy niece and I , poor creatures , want our hands , And cannot paflionate our ten -
fold grief « With folded arms . This poor right hand of mine Is left to tyrannize upon
my brealt ; And when my heart , all mad with misery , Beats in this hollow ...
Thy niece and I , poor creatures , want our hands , And cannot paflionate our ten -
fold grief « With folded arms . This poor right hand of mine Is left to tyrannize upon
my brealt ; And when my heart , all mad with misery , Beats in this hollow ...
Page 129
He cried to me : I saw him prisoner : But then Aufidius was within And wrath o'
erwhelmed my pity : I request you To give my poor hoft freedom . Com . O , well
begged ! Were he the butcher of my son , he should Be free as is the wind ;
deliver ...
He cried to me : I saw him prisoner : But then Aufidius was within And wrath o'
erwhelmed my pity : I request you To give my poor hoft freedom . Com . O , well
begged ! Were he the butcher of my son , he should Be free as is the wind ;
deliver ...
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Par . To do what ? to do what ? let her say , what : What have I brought you to do
? Cre . Come , come , bethrew your heart ; you'll never be good , nor suffer others
. Pan . Ha , ha ! alas , poor wretch ; a poor Capocchio , ---- ( 32 ) hast not slept to ...
Par . To do what ? to do what ? let her say , what : What have I brought you to do
? Cre . Come , come , bethrew your heart ; you'll never be good , nor suffer others
. Pan . Ha , ha ! alas , poor wretch ; a poor Capocchio , ---- ( 32 ) hast not slept to ...
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( 32 ) A poor chipochia , ] This word , I am afraid , has suffered under the
ignorance of the editors , for it is a word in no living language that I can find .
Pandarus says it to his niece , in a jeering fort of tenderness , upon her laving
made wanton ...
( 32 ) A poor chipochia , ] This word , I am afraid , has suffered under the
ignorance of the editors , for it is a word in no living language that I can find .
Pandarus says it to his niece , in a jeering fort of tenderness , upon her laving
made wanton ...
Page 357
Hark ! how Troy roars ; how Hecuba cries out ; How poor Andromache Thrills her
dolour forth ! Behold distraction , frenzy and amazement , Like witless antics , one
another meet , And all cry , Hector , Hector's dead ! 0 Hector ! Troi . Away !
Hark ! how Troy roars ; how Hecuba cries out ; How poor Andromache Thrills her
dolour forth ! Behold distraction , frenzy and amazement , Like witless antics , one
another meet , And all cry , Hector , Hector's dead ! 0 Hector ! Troi . Away !
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| Title | The Works of Shakespeare in Twelve Volumes: Collated with the Oldest Copies and Corrected: with Notes Explanatory and Critical, Volume 11 The Works of Shakespeare in Twelve Volumes: Collated with the Oldest Copies and Corrected: with Notes Explanatory and Critical, William Shakespeare |
| Author | William Shakespeare |
| Publisher | R. Crowder, 1772 |
| Original from | Harvard University |
| Digitized | 23 Feb 2008 |
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