The plays and poems of Shakespeare, according to the improved text of E. Malone, with notes and illustr., ed. by A.J. Valpy, Том 13 |
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... stands : If aught within that little , seeming 1 substance , Or all of it , with our displeasure pieced , And nothing more , may fitly like your grace , She's there , and she is yours . Bur . Lear . Sir , I know no answer . Will you ...
... stands : If aught within that little , seeming 1 substance , Or all of it , with our displeasure pieced , And nothing more , may fitly like your grace , She's there , and she is yours . Bur . Lear . Sir , I know no answer . Will you ...
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... stand Aloof from the intire point . Will you have her ? She is herself a dowry . Bur . Royal Lear , Give but that portion which yourself proposed , And here I take Cordelia by the hand , Duchess of Burgundy . Lear . Nothing : I have ...
... stand Aloof from the intire point . Will you have her ? She is herself a dowry . Bur . Royal Lear , Give but that portion which yourself proposed , And here I take Cordelia by the hand , Duchess of Burgundy . Lear . Nothing : I have ...
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... Stand in the plague of custom ; and permit The curiosity of nations 1 to deprive me , For that I am some twelve or fourteen moon- shines Lag of a brother ? Why bastard ? wherefore base ? When my dimensions are as well compact , My mind ...
... Stand in the plague of custom ; and permit The curiosity of nations 1 to deprive me , For that I am some twelve or fourteen moon- shines Lag of a brother ? Why bastard ? wherefore base ? When my dimensions are as well compact , My mind ...
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... stand up for bastards ! Enter GLOSter . Glos . Kent banish'd thus , and France in choler parted , And the king gone to - night ! subscribed 1 his power ! Confined to exhibition ! 2 All this done Upon the gad ! 3 - Edmund ! How now ...
... stand up for bastards ! Enter GLOSter . Glos . Kent banish'd thus , and France in choler parted , And the king gone to - night ! subscribed 1 his power ! Confined to exhibition ! 2 All this done Upon the gad ! 3 - Edmund ! How now ...
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... stand con- demn'd , ( So may it come ! ) thy master , whom thou lovest , Shall find thee full of labors . Horns within . Enter LEAR , Knights , and Attendants . Lear . Let me not stay a jot for dinner ; go , get it ready . [ Exit an ...
... stand con- demn'd , ( So may it come ! ) thy master , whom thou lovest , Shall find thee full of labors . Horns within . Enter LEAR , Knights , and Attendants . Lear . Let me not stay a jot for dinner ; go , get it ready . [ Exit an ...
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Alack art thou banished BENVOLIO blood Burgundy canst Cordelia Corn Cornwall daughter dead dear death dost thou doth duke duke of Cornwall Edgar Edmund Exeunt Exit eyes fair farewell father fear fellow Fool France FRIAR LAURENCE gentleman give Glos Gloster gone Goneril grief hand hate hath hear heart heaven hence hither Juliet Kent king KING LEAR knave LADY CAPULET Lear letter live look lord madam Mantua married master Mercutio Montague night noble nuncle Nurse o'er Paris poor Pr'ythee pray prince Regan ROMEO AND JULIET Samp SCENE Servants SHAK sirrah sister slain sleep speak stand stay Stew sweet sword tears tell thee there's thine thing thou art thou dost thou hast thou shalt thou wilt to-night Tybalt Verona vex'd villain weep word
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