The Plays of William Shakespeare: Accurately Printed from the Text of the Corrected Copy Left by George Steevens: With a Series of Engravings, from Original Designs of Henry Fusell, and a Selection of Explanatory and Historical Notes, Volumen3 |
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And let my liver rather heat with wine , i Than my heart cool with mortifying groans
. . Why should a man , whose blood is warm within , Sit like his grandsire cut in
alabaster ? Sleep when he wakes ? and creep into the jaundice By being ...
And let my liver rather heat with wine , i Than my heart cool with mortifying groans
. . Why should a man , whose blood is warm within , Sit like his grandsire cut in
alabaster ? Sleep when he wakes ? and creep into the jaundice By being ...
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If I could bid the fifth welcome with so good heart as I can bid the other four
farewell , I should be glad of his approach : if he have the condition of a saint ,
and the complexion of a devil , I had rather he should shrive me than ...
If I could bid the fifth welcome with so good heart as I can bid the other four
farewell , I should be glad of his approach : if he have the condition of a saint ,
and the complexion of a devil , I had rather he should shrive me than ...
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An evil soul , producing holy witness , Is like a villain with a smiling cheek ; A
goodly apple rotten at the heart ; o , what a goodly outside falshood hath ! Shy .
Three thousand ducats , — ' tis a good round sum . Three months from twelve ,
then ...
An evil soul , producing holy witness , Is like a villain with a smiling cheek ; A
goodly apple rotten at the heart ; o , what a goodly outside falshood hath ! Shy .
Three thousand ducats , — ' tis a good round sum . Three months from twelve ,
then ...
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By this scimitar , That slew the Sophy , and a Persian prince , That won three
fields of Sultan Solyman , I would out - stare the sternest eyes that look , Out -
brave the heart most daring on the earth , Pluck the young sucking cubs from the
she ...
By this scimitar , That slew the Sophy , and a Persian prince , That won three
fields of Sultan Solyman , I would out - stare the sternest eyes that look , Out -
brave the heart most daring on the earth , Pluck the young sucking cubs from the
she ...
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... fiend , and run . Well , my conscience , hanging about the neck of my heart ,
says very wisely to me , - my honest friend Launcelot , being an honest man ' s
son , — or rather an honest woman ' s son ; - for , indeed , my father did
something ...
... fiend , and run . Well , my conscience , hanging about the neck of my heart ,
says very wisely to me , - my honest friend Launcelot , being an honest man ' s
son , — or rather an honest woman ' s son ; - for , indeed , my father did
something ...
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