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And now and then an ample tear trillid down Her delicate cheek ; it seem'd , she was a queen Over her paffion , a who , most rebel - like , Sought to be king o'er her . Kent . 0 , then it mov'd her . Gent . b Not to a rage .
And now and then an ample tear trillid down Her delicate cheek ; it seem'd , she was a queen Over her paffion , a who , most rebel - like , Sought to be king o'er her . Kent . 0 , then it mov'd her . Gent . b Not to a rage .
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Though that the queen on special cause is here , * Her army is mov'd on . s Edg . I thank you , sir . Glo . You ever gentle gods , take my breath from me ; Let not my worser spirit tempt me again To die before you please !
Though that the queen on special cause is here , * Her army is mov'd on . s Edg . I thank you , sir . Glo . You ever gentle gods , take my breath from me ; Let not my worser spirit tempt me again To die before you please !
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With him I sent the queen ; My reason all the same ; and they are ready To - morrow , or at a further space , to appear Where k we shall hold k our session . At this time , We sweat and bleed ; the friend hath lost his friend ; And the ...
With him I sent the queen ; My reason all the same ; and they are ready To - morrow , or at a further space , to appear Where k we shall hold k our session . At this time , We sweat and bleed ; the friend hath lost his friend ; And the ...
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and straight , a taylor muft be maler of b Meaning a Jesuit ; an order so trou . his trade who could steal any thing from blesome to the state in Queen Elizabetb thence . W , 1 ( ACT II . SCENE IV . 55 I'll I ' !
and straight , a taylor muft be maler of b Meaning a Jesuit ; an order so trou . his trade who could steal any thing from blesome to the state in Queen Elizabetb thence . W , 1 ( ACT II . SCENE IV . 55 I'll I ' !
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I have a supt full with horrors ; Direness , familiar to my slaughterous thoughts , Cannot once start me . Wherefore was that cry ? Sey . The queen , my Lord , is dead . * C. Dunlimane . A plat - form wirbir ibe cofile .
I have a supt full with horrors ; Direness , familiar to my slaughterous thoughts , Cannot once start me . Wherefore was that cry ? Sey . The queen , my Lord , is dead . * C. Dunlimane . A plat - form wirbir ibe cofile .
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Page 108 - What is a man, If his chief good and market of his time Be but to sleep and feed? a beast, no more. Sure he that made us with such large discourse, Looking before and after, gave us not That capability and god-like reason To fust in us unus'd.
Page 117 - He only, in a general honest thought And common good to all, made one of them. His life was gentle, and the elements So mix'd in him that Nature might stand up And say to all the world, 'This was a man!
Page 2 - ... uncle, My father's brother, but no more like my father Than I to Hercules: within a month, Ere yet the salt of most unrighteous tears Had left the flushing in her galled eyes, She married.
Page 95 - But there, where I have garner'd up my heart, Where either I must live, or bear no life ; The fountain from the which my current runs, Or else dries up...
Page 4 - I could a tale unfold, whose lightest word Would harrow up thy soul; freeze thy young blood; Make thy two eyes, like stars, start from their spheres...
Page 73 - Here, under leave of Brutus and the rest For Brutus is an honourable man; So are they all, all honourable men Come I to speak in Caesar's funeral. He was my friend, faithful and just to me; But Brutus says he was ambitious, And Brutus is an honourable man.
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| Title | Othello, the Moor of Venice: A Tragedy Hamlet. With alterations and travestie Volume 1, Issue 2 of [Shakespeare, W. [Tragedies] 1770-74 |
| Author | William Shakespeare |
| Publisher | W. Bowyer and J. Nichols, and sold by W. Owen, 1770 |
| Original from | the New York Public Library |
| Digitized | 13 Feb 2007 |
| Length | 133 pages |
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