The works of Shakespear [ed. by sir T.Hanmer].J. and P. Knapton, S. Birt, T. Longman, H. Lintott, C. Hitch, J. Hodges, J. Brindley, J. and R. Tonson and S. Draper, B. Dod, and C. Corbet, 1750 |
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... set on thy wife to this . My child ? away with't . Even thou that haft A heart fo tender o'er it , take it hence , And fee it inftantly confum'd with fire ; [ Exit . Even thou , and none but thou . Take it up fraight : Within this hour ...
... set on thy wife to this . My child ? away with't . Even thou that haft A heart fo tender o'er it , take it hence , And fee it inftantly confum'd with fire ; [ Exit . Even thou , and none but thou . Take it up fraight : Within this hour ...
Strona 73
... set against a brick - wall , the fun look- ing with a fouthward eye upon him , where he is to behold him with flies blown to death . But what talk we of these traitorly rafcals , whofe miferies are to be fmil'd at , their , offences ...
... set against a brick - wall , the fun look- ing with a fouthward eye upon him , where he is to behold him with flies blown to death . But what talk we of these traitorly rafcals , whofe miferies are to be fmil'd at , their , offences ...
Strona 96
... set my rest On her kind nurs'ry . Hence , avoid my fight ! So be my grave my peace , as here I give [ To Cor . Her father's heart from her ; call France ; who ftirs ? Call Burgundy- -Cornwall and Albany , With my two daughters dowres ...
... set my rest On her kind nurs'ry . Hence , avoid my fight ! So be my grave my peace , as here I give [ To Cor . Her father's heart from her ; call France ; who ftirs ? Call Burgundy- -Cornwall and Albany , With my two daughters dowres ...
Strona 110
... Set lefs than thou throwest : Leave thy drink and thy whore , And keep within door , And thou fhalt have more Than two tens to a fcore . Kent . This is nothing , fool . [ To Kent Fool . Then it is like the breath of an unfee'd lawyer ...
... Set lefs than thou throwest : Leave thy drink and thy whore , And keep within door , And thou fhalt have more Than two tens to a fcore . Kent . This is nothing , fool . [ To Kent Fool . Then it is like the breath of an unfee'd lawyer ...
Strona 159
... 'll look no more , Left my brain turn and the deficient fight Topple down headlong . Glo . Set me where you ftand . Edg . Give me your hand : you're now within a foot Of 1 A Of th ' extream verge : for all King LEAR . 159.
... 'll look no more , Left my brain turn and the deficient fight Topple down headlong . Glo . Set me where you ftand . Edg . Give me your hand : you're now within a foot Of 1 A Of th ' extream verge : for all King LEAR . 159.
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