The Dramatic Works of Shakespeare: With a Life, Volume 3C & C Whittingham, 1828 |
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... honour . So like a courtier , contempt nor bitterness Were in his pride or sharpness : if they were , His equal had awak'd them ; and his honour , Clock to itself , knew the true minute when Exception bid him speak , and , at this time ...
... honour . So like a courtier , contempt nor bitterness Were in his pride or sharpness : if they were , His equal had awak'd them ; and his honour , Clock to itself , knew the true minute when Exception bid him speak , and , at this time ...
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... honour'd name ; No note upon my parents , his all noble : My master , my dear lord he is ; and I His servant live , and will his vassal die : He must not be my brother . Count . Nor I your mother ? Hel . You are my mother , madam ...
... honour'd name ; No note upon my parents , his all noble : My master , my dear lord he is ; and I His servant live , and will his vassal die : He must not be my brother . Count . Nor I your mother ? Hel . You are my mother , madam ...
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... honour cites a virtuous youth , Did ever , in so true a flame of liking , Wish chastly , and love dearly , that your Dian Was both herself and love ; Ŏ then , give pity To her , whose state is such , that cannot choose But lend and give ...
... honour cites a virtuous youth , Did ever , in so true a flame of liking , Wish chastly , and love dearly , that your Dian Was both herself and love ; Ŏ then , give pity To her , whose state is such , that cannot choose But lend and give ...
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... honour But give me leave to try success , I'd venture The well - lost life of mine on his grace's cure , By such a day , and hour . Count . Dost thou believe't ? Hel . Ay , madam , knowingly . Count . Why , Helen , thou shalt have my ...
... honour But give me leave to try success , I'd venture The well - lost life of mine on his grace's cure , By such a day , and hour . Count . Dost thou believe't ? Hel . Ay , madam , knowingly . Count . Why , Helen , thou shalt have my ...
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... honour , but to wed it ! when The bravest questant shrinks , find what you seek , That fame may cry you loud : I say , farewell . 2 Lord . Health , at your bidding , serve your majesty ! King . Those girls of Italy , take heed of them ...
... honour , but to wed it ! when The bravest questant shrinks , find what you seek , That fame may cry you loud : I say , farewell . 2 Lord . Health , at your bidding , serve your majesty ! King . Those girls of Italy , take heed of them ...
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Page 54 - The web of our life is of a mingled yarn, good and ill together : our virtues would be proud if our faults whipped them not ; and our crimes would despair if they were not cherished by our virtues.