The Merchant of VeniceMacmillan, 1918 - 207 |
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... Salar . Your mind is tossing on the ocean " ; There , where your argosies with portly sail , Like signiors and rich burghers on the flood , Or , as it were , the pageants of the sea , Do overpeer the petty traffickers 3 That curt'sy to ...
... Salar . Your mind is tossing on the ocean " ; There , where your argosies with portly sail , Like signiors and rich burghers on the flood , Or , as it were , the pageants of the sea , Do overpeer the petty traffickers 3 That curt'sy to ...
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... Salar . My wind , cooling my broth , Would blow me to an ague , when I thought What harm a wind too great at sea might do . I should not see the sandy hour - glass run , But I should think of shallows and of flats , And see my wealthy ...
... Salar . My wind , cooling my broth , Would blow me to an ague , when I thought What harm a wind too great at sea might do . I should not see the sandy hour - glass run , But I should think of shallows and of flats , And see my wealthy ...
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... Salar . Why , then you are in love . Ant . Salar . Not in love neither ° ? are sad , Fie , fie ! 40 Then let us say you Because you are not merry : and ' twere as easy For you to laugh , and leap , and say you are merry , Because you ...
... Salar . Why , then you are in love . Ant . Salar . Not in love neither ° ? are sad , Fie , fie ! 40 Then let us say you Because you are not merry : and ' twere as easy For you to laugh , and leap , and say you are merry , Because you ...
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... Salar . I would have stay'd till I had made you merry , If worthier friends had not prevented me . Ant . Your worth is very dear in my regard . I take it , your own business calls on you , And you embrace the occasion to depart . Salar ...
... Salar . I would have stay'd till I had made you merry , If worthier friends had not prevented me . Ant . Your worth is very dear in my regard . I take it , your own business calls on you , And you embrace the occasion to depart . Salar ...
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... Salar . We have not spoke us ° yet of torch - bearers . O Salan . ' Tis vile , unless it may be quaintly order'd , And better in my mind not undertook . Lor . ' Tis now but four o'clock : we have two hours To furnish us . Enter ...
... Salar . We have not spoke us ° yet of torch - bearers . O Salan . ' Tis vile , unless it may be quaintly order'd , And better in my mind not undertook . Lor . ' Tis now but four o'clock : we have two hours To furnish us . Enter ...
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