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... Son to Glo'fter . Edmund , Baftard Son to Glo'fter . Curan , a Courtier . Doctor . Fool . Ofwald , Steward to Gonerill . A Captain , employ'd by Edmund . Gentleman , Attendant on Cordelia . A Herald . Old Man , Tenant to Glo'fter ...
... Son to Glo'fter . Edmund , Baftard Son to Glo'fter . Curan , a Courtier . Doctor . Fool . Ofwald , Steward to Gonerill . A Captain , employ'd by Edmund . Gentleman , Attendant on Cordelia . A Herald . Old Man , Tenant to Glo'fter ...
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... son of Albany , We have this hour a conftant will to publifh Our daughters fev'ral Dow'rs , that future ftrife May be prevented now . The Princes France and Burgundy , Great rivals in our younger daughter's love , Long in our Court have ...
... son of Albany , We have this hour a conftant will to publifh Our daughters fev'ral Dow'rs , that future ftrife May be prevented now . The Princes France and Burgundy , Great rivals in our younger daughter's love , Long in our Court have ...
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... Son of Glofter . Gent . They fay , Edgar , his banifht Son , is with the Earl of Kent in Germany . Kent . Report is changeable ; ' Tis time to look about : the Powers of the Kingdom approach apace . Gent . The Arbitrement is like to be ...
... Son of Glofter . Gent . They fay , Edgar , his banifht Son , is with the Earl of Kent in Germany . Kent . Report is changeable ; ' Tis time to look about : the Powers of the Kingdom approach apace . Gent . The Arbitrement is like to be ...
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... Son of fixteen , Pluck the lin'd crutch from thy old limping fire , And with it beat his brains out ! Fear and Piety , Religion to the Gods , peace , juftice , truth , Domeftick awe , night - reft , and neighbourhood , Inftruction ...
... Son of fixteen , Pluck the lin'd crutch from thy old limping fire , And with it beat his brains out ! Fear and Piety , Religion to the Gods , peace , juftice , truth , Domeftick awe , night - reft , and neighbourhood , Inftruction ...
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William Shakespeare Mr. Theobald (Lewis). GRADACK DACASAD TITUS ANDRONICUS . Dramatis Perfonæ . Saturninus , Son to the late Emperor.
William Shakespeare Mr. Theobald (Lewis). GRADACK DACASAD TITUS ANDRONICUS . Dramatis Perfonæ . Saturninus , Son to the late Emperor.
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