The Plays of William Shakespeare: With Notes of Various Commentators, Том 13G. Kearsley [Printed, 1806 |
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... Hence , and avoid my sight ! - So be my grave my peace , as here I give [ To Cordelia . Her father's heart from her ! -Call France ; -Who stirs ? Call Burgundy . - Cornwall , and Albany , With my two daughters ' dowers digest this third ...
... Hence , and avoid my sight ! - So be my grave my peace , as here I give [ To Cordelia . Her father's heart from her ! -Call France ; -Who stirs ? Call Burgundy . - Cornwall , and Albany , With my two daughters ' dowers digest this third ...
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... hence , and banishment is here.- The gods to their dear shelter take thee , maid , [ To Cordelia . That justly think'st , and hast most rightly said ! - And your large speeches may your deeds approve . [ To Regan and Gonerill . That ...
... hence , and banishment is here.- The gods to their dear shelter take thee , maid , [ To Cordelia . That justly think'st , and hast most rightly said ! - And your large speeches may your deeds approve . [ To Regan and Gonerill . That ...
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... hence to - night . Reg . That's most certain , and with you ; next month with us . Gon . You see how full of changes his age is ; the observation we have made of it hath not been little : he always loved our sister most ; and with what ...
... hence to - night . Reg . That's most certain , and with you ; next month with us . Gon . You see how full of changes his age is ; the observation we have made of it hath not been little : he always loved our sister most ; and with what ...
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... hence occasions , and I shall , That I may speak : -I'll write straight to my sister , To hold my very course : -Prepare for dinner . SCENE IV . A Hall in the Same . Enter KENT , disguised . [ Exeunt . Kent . If but as well I other ...
... hence occasions , and I shall , That I may speak : -I'll write straight to my sister , To hold my very course : -Prepare for dinner . SCENE IV . A Hall in the Same . Enter KENT , disguised . [ Exeunt . Kent . If but as well I other ...
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... hence attend despatch . Our good old friend , Lay comforts to your bosom ; and bestow Your needful counsel to our business , Which craves the instant use . Glo . Your graces are right welcome . SCENE II . I serve you , madam : [ Exeunt ...
... hence attend despatch . Our good old friend , Lay comforts to your bosom ; and bestow Your needful counsel to our business , Which craves the instant use . Glo . Your graces are right welcome . SCENE II . I serve you , madam : [ Exeunt ...
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Alack art thou BENVOLIO Burgundy Cordelia Corn Cornwall daughter dead dear death dost thou doth duke duke of Cornwall Edgar Edmund Enter Exeunt Exit eyes fair farewell father fear fellow Fool friar Friar LAURENCE Gent gentleman give gleek Gloster gone Goneril grief hand hate hath hear heart heaven hence hither honour i'the JOHNSON Juliet Kent king KING LEAR knave Lady CAPULET Lear letter live look lord madam Mantua married Mercutio Montague night noble nuncle Nurse o'the Paris poor pray Prince Regan Romeo ROMEO AND JULIET SCENE Servants Shakspeare sirrah sister slain speak stand stay STEEVENS Stew sweet sword tears tell thee there's thine thing thou art thou hast thou shalt thou wilt to-night Tybalt vex'd villain WARBURTON weep word
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