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Page 190
Oh , world , thy flippery turns ! friends now fast fworn , Whose double bosoms
seem to wear one heart , Whose hours , whose bed , whose meal and exercise
Are still together , whose twine ( as ' twere ) in love Unfeparable , fhall within this
hour ...
Oh , world , thy flippery turns ! friends now fast fworn , Whose double bosoms
seem to wear one heart , Whose hours , whose bed , whose meal and exercise
Are still together , whose twine ( as ' twere ) in love Unfeparable , fhall within this
hour ...
Page 191
So fellest foes , Whose paflions and whose plots have broke their To take the one
the other , by some chance , [ sleep Some trick not worth an egg , ihall grow dear
friends , And inter - join their issues . So , with me ; My birth - place have I and ...
So fellest foes , Whose paflions and whose plots have broke their To take the one
the other , by some chance , [ sleep Some trick not worth an egg , ihall grow dear
friends , And inter - join their issues . So , with me ; My birth - place have I and ...
Page 272
There's Ulyfies and old Nestor , ( whose wit was mouldy ere your grandfires had
nails on their toes , ) ( 17 ) yoke you like draft oxen , and make you plough up the
war . Achil . What ! what ! Ther . Yes , good footh ; to Achilles ! to Ajax ! to --- Ajax ...
There's Ulyfies and old Nestor , ( whose wit was mouldy ere your grandfires had
nails on their toes , ) ( 17 ) yoke you like draft oxen , and make you plough up the
war . Achil . What ! what ! Ther . Yes , good footh ; to Achilles ! to Ajax ! to --- Ajax ...
Page 293
At whose pleasure , friend ? Serv . At mine , Sir , and theirs that love music , Pan .
Command , I mean , friend . Serv . Who shall I command , Sir ? Par ;. Friend , we
underitand not one another : I am too courtly , and thou art too cunning .
At whose pleasure , friend ? Serv . At mine , Sir , and theirs that love music , Pan .
Command , I mean , friend . Serv . Who shall I command , Sir ? Par ;. Friend , we
underitand not one another : I am too courtly , and thou art too cunning .
Page 350
Come , tell me whose it was ? Gre . ' Twas one that loved me better than you But ,
now you have it , take it , [ will . Dio . Whose was it ? Cre . By all Diana's waiting -
women yonder , And by herself , I will not tell you whose . Dio . To - morrow will ...
Come , tell me whose it was ? Gre . ' Twas one that loved me better than you But ,
now you have it , take it , [ will . Dio . Whose was it ? Cre . By all Diana's waiting -
women yonder , And by herself , I will not tell you whose . Dio . To - morrow will ...
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Achilles againſt Ajax Andronicus arms bear better blood bring brother changes comes Coriolanus death deeds Diomede doth Emperor enemy Enter Exeunt Exit eyes fair father fear fight firſt follow fons friends give gods Greek hand hath head hear heart heaven Hector himſelf hold honour I'll keep kill Lady Lavinia leave live look Lord Lucius Marcius mean moſt mother muſt nature never noble peace play Poet poor pray Prince Queen reading revenge Roman Rome ſay ſee ſhall ſhe ſhould ſome ſon ſpeak ſtand ſuch ſweet ſword talk tears tell thee Ther there's theſe thing thoſe thou thought Titus tongue tribunes Troi Troilus true uſe voices what's whoſe worthy
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