The Plays and Poems of William Shakspeare, Volume 9R. C. and J. Rivington, 1821 |
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... EMIL . You have little cause to say so . LAGO . Come on , come on ; you are pictures out of doors , Bells in your parlours , wild cats in your kitchens , Saints in your injuries ' , devils being offended , * Quarto , this greeting . 8 ...
... EMIL . You have little cause to say so . LAGO . Come on , come on ; you are pictures out of doors , Bells in your parlours , wild cats in your kitchens , Saints in your injuries ' , devils being offended , * Quarto , this greeting . 8 ...
Page 303
... EMIL . You shall not write my praise . LAGO . No , let me not . DES . What would'st thou write of me , if thou should'st praise me ? LAGO . O gentle lady , do not put me to't ; For I am nothing , if not critical " . In Puttenham's Art ...
... EMIL . You shall not write my praise . LAGO . No , let me not . DES . What would'st thou write of me , if thou should'st praise me ? LAGO . O gentle lady , do not put me to't ; For I am nothing , if not critical " . In Puttenham's Art ...
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... EMIL . How , if fair and foolish ? LAGO . She never yet was foolish that was fair ; For even her folly help'd her to an heir . 5 So , in our author's 122d Sonnet : - 66 my adder's sense " To critick and to flatterer stopped are ...
... EMIL . How , if fair and foolish ? LAGO . She never yet was foolish that was fair ; For even her folly help'd her to an heir . 5 So , in our author's 122d Sonnet : - 66 my adder's sense " To critick and to flatterer stopped are ...
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... EMIL . God morrow , good lieutenant : I am sorry For your displeasure 2 ; but all will soon be well . The general , and his wife , are talking of it ; And she speaks for you stoutly : The Moor replies , That he , you hurt , is of great ...
... EMIL . God morrow , good lieutenant : I am sorry For your displeasure 2 ; but all will soon be well . The general , and his wife , are talking of it ; And she speaks for you stoutly : The Moor replies , That he , you hurt , is of great ...
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... EMIL . Pray you , come in ; I will bestow you where you shall have time To speak your bosom freely . CAS . I am much bound to you * . SCENE II . A Room in the Castle . [ Exeunt . Enter OTHELLO , IAGO , and Gentlemen . OTH . These ...
... EMIL . Pray you , come in ; I will bestow you where you shall have time To speak your bosom freely . CAS . I am much bound to you * . SCENE II . A Room in the Castle . [ Exeunt . Enter OTHELLO , IAGO , and Gentlemen . OTH . These ...
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