The works of Shakespear, with a glossary, pr. from the Oxford ed. in quarto, 1744 [by Sir T.Hanmer]. |
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... Trojan , And Antenorides , with maffy staples And correfponfive and full - filling bolts , Sperr up the fons of Troy . Now Expectation tickling skittish spirits On one and other fide , Trojan and Greek , Sets all on bazard . Hither am I ...
... Trojan , And Antenorides , with maffy staples And correfponfive and full - filling bolts , Sperr up the fons of Troy . Now Expectation tickling skittish spirits On one and other fide , Trojan and Greek , Sets all on bazard . Hither am I ...
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... Trojan and Greek Soldiers , with other Attendants . SCENE Troy and the Grecian Camp . The Story originally written by Lollius an old Lombard Au- thor , and fince by Chaucer . It is alfo found in an old English Story - book of the three ...
... Trojan and Greek Soldiers , with other Attendants . SCENE Troy and the Grecian Camp . The Story originally written by Lollius an old Lombard Au- thor , and fince by Chaucer . It is alfo found in an old English Story - book of the three ...
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... Trojan that is mafter of his heart , Let him to field , Troilus alas ! hath none . Pan , Will this geer ne'er be mended ? Troi , The Greeks are ftrong , and skilful to their strength , Fierce to their skill , and to their fiercenefs ...
... Trojan that is mafter of his heart , Let him to field , Troilus alas ! hath none . Pan , Will this geer ne'er be mended ? Troi , The Greeks are ftrong , and skilful to their strength , Fierce to their skill , and to their fiercenefs ...
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... Cre . What was his caufe of anger ? Ser . The noife goes thus ; There is among the Greeks , A Lord of Trojan blood , nephew to Hector , They call him Ajax . Cre Cre . Good ; and what of him ? Ser 146 Troilus and Creffida .
... Cre . What was his caufe of anger ? Ser . The noife goes thus ; There is among the Greeks , A Lord of Trojan blood , nephew to Hector , They call him Ajax . Cre Cre . Good ; and what of him ? Ser 146 Troilus and Creffida .
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... Trojan fcorns us , or the men of Troy Are ceremonious courtiers . peace Ene . Courtiers as free , as debonair , unarm'd , As bending angels ; that's their fame in : But when they would feem foldiers , they have galls , Good arms ...
... Trojan fcorns us , or the men of Troy Are ceremonious courtiers . peace Ene . Courtiers as free , as debonair , unarm'd , As bending angels ; that's their fame in : But when they would feem foldiers , they have galls , Good arms ...
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Achilles Afide Agamemnon Ajax Andronicus Baffianus Banquo blood brother Calchas Clot Cloten Creffid Cymbeline defire Diomede doft doth Emperor Enter Exeunt Exit eyes fafe falfe fear felf fervice fhall fhew fhould fight flain fleep fome fons forrow foul fpeak ftand ftill ftrange fuch fure fweet fword Goths Guiderius hand hath heart heav'n Hector himſelf honour i'th Iach Imogen King Lady Lavinia Lord Lucius Macb Macbeth Macd Macduff Mach mafter Marcus Menelaus moft muft muſt Neft noble o'th Pandarus Patroclus Pifanio pleaſe Poft Pofthumus prefent Priam Prince purpoſe Queen reafon Roffe Rome Saturnine SCENE ſelf ſhall ſhe ſpeak Tamora tell Thane thee thefe Ther there's Therfites theſe thofe thoſe thou art thouſand Titus Titus Andronicus Troi Troilus Trojan Ulyf what's whofe Witch
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