The Plays of William Shakespeare: With the Corrections and Illustrations of Various Commentators, Том 17C. and A. Conrad & Company, 1809 |
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... hear me speak indifferently for all ; And at my suit , sweet , pardon what is past . Sat. What ! madam ! be dishonour'd openly , And basely put it up without revenge ? Tam . Not so , my lord ; The gods of Rome forefend , I should be ...
... hear me speak indifferently for all ; And at my suit , sweet , pardon what is past . Sat. What ! madam ! be dishonour'd openly , And basely put it up without revenge ? Tam . Not so , my lord ; The gods of Rome forefend , I should be ...
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... hear to such effect . And , had you not by wondrous fortune come , This vengeance on me had they executed : Revenge it , as you love your mother's life , Or be ye not henceforth call'd my children . Dem . This is a witness that I am thy ...
... hear to such effect . And , had you not by wondrous fortune come , This vengeance on me had they executed : Revenge it , as you love your mother's life , Or be ye not henceforth call'd my children . Dem . This is a witness that I am thy ...
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... hear her speak ; away with her . Lav . Sweet lords , entreat her hear me but a word . Dem . Listen , fair madam : Let it be your glory To see her tears ; but be your heart to them , As unrelenting flint to drops of rain . Lav . When did ...
... hear her speak ; away with her . Lav . Sweet lords , entreat her hear me but a word . Dem . Listen , fair madam : Let it be your glory To see her tears ; but be your heart to them , As unrelenting flint to drops of rain . Lav . When did ...
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... Hear me , grave fathers ! noble tribunes , stay ! For pity of mine age , whose youth was spent In dangerous wars , whilst you securely slept ; For all my blood in Rome's great quarrel shed ; For all the frosty nights that I have watch'd ...
... Hear me , grave fathers ! noble tribunes , stay ! For pity of mine age , whose youth was spent In dangerous wars , whilst you securely slept ; For all my blood in Rome's great quarrel shed ; For all the frosty nights that I have watch'd ...
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... hear you not , no man is by , And you recount your sorrows to a stone . Tit . Ah , Lucius , for thy brothers let me plead : Grave tribunes , once more I entreat of you . Luc . My gracious lord , no tribune hears you speak . Tit . Why ...
... hear you not , no man is by , And you recount your sorrows to a stone . Tit . Ah , Lucius , for thy brothers let me plead : Grave tribunes , once more I entreat of you . Luc . My gracious lord , no tribune hears you speak . Tit . Why ...
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Aaron ancient Antiochus Bassianus Bawd Boult brother Cerimon Cleon Confessio Amantis Coriolanus corrupt Cymbeline daughter dead death Demetrius Dionyza doth dramas dramatick edition editor emendation emperor Enter Exeunt Exit expression eyes father folio Gesta Romanorum give gods Goths Gower Hamlet hand hath heart heaven Helicanus honour King Henry King Lear lady Lavinia live lord Lucius Lychorida Lysimachus Macbeth Malone Marcus Marina Mason means metre mistress murder musick never night noble Noble Kinsmen old copies read Othello passage Pentapolis perhaps Pericles piece play poet Prince of Tyre queen revenge rhyme Rome Romeo and Juliet Saturninus scene sense Shakspeare Shakspeare's Simonides sons sorrow speak speech Steevens suppose sweet Tamora tears tell Thaisa Tharsus thee thine thou art thou hast thought Titus Andronicus Todd tongue Twine's translation unto Winter's Tale word
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