The Dramatic Works of William Shakspeare: Winter's tale. Comedy of errors. Macbeth. King John. King Richard II. King Henry IV, part 1Phillips, Sampson, 1850 - 38 |
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... head , and the budding horns that I have . A pash in some places denoting a young bull calf whose horns are spring- ing ; a mad pash , a mad - brained boy . 5 i . e . entirely . 6 i . e . old , faded stuffs , of other colors , dyed ...
... head , and the budding horns that I have . A pash in some places denoting a young bull calf whose horns are spring- ing ; a mad pash , a mad - brained boy . 5 i . e . entirely . 6 i . e . old , faded stuffs , of other colors , dyed ...
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... head and ears a forked one.4 [ Exeunt PoL . , HER . , and Attendants . Go , play , boy , play ; ―thy mother plays , and I Play too ; but so disgraced a part , whose issue Will hiss me to my grave ; contempt and clamor Will be my knell ...
... head and ears a forked one.4 [ Exeunt PoL . , HER . , and Attendants . Go , play , boy , play ; ―thy mother plays , and I Play too ; but so disgraced a part , whose issue Will hiss me to my grave ; contempt and clamor Will be my knell ...
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... head - piece extraordinary ? Lower messes , Perchance , are to this business purblind : say . Cam . Business , my lord ? I think most understand Bohemia stays here longer . 2 Leon . Cam . Leon . Ay , but why ? Ha ? Stays here longer ...
... head - piece extraordinary ? Lower messes , Perchance , are to this business purblind : say . Cam . Business , my lord ? I think most understand Bohemia stays here longer . 2 Leon . Cam . Leon . Ay , but why ? Ha ? Stays here longer ...
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... head on one side , some another ; I never saw a vessel of like sorrow , So filled , and so becoming ; in pure white robes , Like very sanctity , she did approach My cabin where I lay ; thrice bowed before me ; And gasping to begin some ...
... head on one side , some another ; I never saw a vessel of like sorrow , So filled , and so becoming ; in pure white robes , Like very sanctity , she did approach My cabin where I lay ; thrice bowed before me ; And gasping to begin some ...
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... head to heel . Come , buy of me , come ; come buy , come buy ; Buy , lads , or else your lasses cry ; Come buy , & c . Clo . If I were not in love with Mopsa , thou shouldst take no money of me ; but being enthralled as I am , it will ...
... head to heel . Come , buy of me , come ; come buy , come buy ; Buy , lads , or else your lasses cry ; Come buy , & c . Clo . If I were not in love with Mopsa , thou shouldst take no money of me ; but being enthralled as I am , it will ...
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Antipholus arms art thou Aumerle Banquo Bast Bastard bear blood Bohemia Boling Bolingbroke breath brother Camillo castle cousin crown death dost doth Dromio duke duke of Hereford earl England Enter Ephesus Exeunt Exit eyes fair Falstaff father Faulconbridge fear Fleance folio friends Gaunt give grace grief hand Harry Percy hath hear heart Heaven Holinshed honor Hubert John of Gaunt King John King Richard Lady Leon liege live look lord Macb Macbeth Macd Macduff majesty murder never noble Northumberland old copy reads peace Percy play Poins pr'ythee pray prince quarto queen Rich Rosse SCENE Shakspeare shalt shame Shep soul speak stand Steevens swear sweet tell thane thee There's thine thing thou art thou hast thought tongue villain wife Witch word York
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