The Plays of William Shakespeare in Ten Volumes: With Corrections and Illustrations of Various Commentators, Tom 4C. Bathurst, 1778 |
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... house , Acquaint my mother with my hate to her , And wherefore I am fled ; write to the king That which I durft not speak : His prefent gift Shall furnish me to those Italian fields , Where noble fellows ftrike : War is no ftrife To the ...
... house , Acquaint my mother with my hate to her , And wherefore I am fled ; write to the king That which I durft not speak : His prefent gift Shall furnish me to those Italian fields , Where noble fellows ftrike : War is no ftrife To the ...
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... house , And angels offic'd all : I will be gone ; 6 * -move the ftill - piercing air , That fings with piercing , ] The words are here oddly fhuffled into nonfenfe . We fhould read : -pierce the ftill - moving air , That fings with ...
... house , And angels offic'd all : I will be gone ; 6 * -move the ftill - piercing air , That fings with piercing , ] The words are here oddly fhuffled into nonfenfe . We fhould read : -pierce the ftill - moving air , That fings with ...
Strona 88
... house . Hel . I humbly thank you : Please it this matron , and this gentle maid , To eat with us to - night , the charge , and thanking , Shall be for me ; and , to requite you further , I will beftow some precepts on this virgin ...
... house . Hel . I humbly thank you : Please it this matron , and this gentle maid , To eat with us to - night , the charge , and thanking , Shall be for me ; and , to requite you further , I will beftow some precepts on this virgin ...
Strona 94
... house , From fon to fon , fome four or five descents Since the first father wore it : this ring he holds In most rich choice ; yet , in his idle fire , To buy his will , it would not feem too dear , Howe'er repented after . Wid . Now I ...
... house , From fon to fon , fome four or five descents Since the first father wore it : this ring he holds In most rich choice ; yet , in his idle fire , To buy his will , it would not feem too dear , Howe'er repented after . Wid . Now I ...
Strona 99
... house . Enter Bertram and Diana . [ Exeunt . Ber . They told me , that your name was Fontibell . Dia . No , my good lord , Diana . Ber . , Titled goddess ; And worth it , with addition ! But , fair foul , In your fine frame hath love no ...
... house . Enter Bertram and Diana . [ Exeunt . Ber . They told me , that your name was Fontibell . Dia . No , my good lord , Diana . Ber . , Titled goddess ; And worth it , with addition ! But , fair foul , In your fine frame hath love no ...
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