Complete Works of Shakespeare, Том 2Co-Operative Publications Society, 1887 |
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... of heavenly harmony . Then give me leave to have prerogative ; And when in music we have spent an hour , Your lecture shall have leisure for as much . Luc . Preposterous ass ! that never read so far 36 [ ACT III TAMING OF THE SHREW .
... of heavenly harmony . Then give me leave to have prerogative ; And when in music we have spent an hour , Your lecture shall have leisure for as much . Luc . Preposterous ass ! that never read so far 36 [ ACT III TAMING OF THE SHREW .
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... hours , nor ' pointed times , But learn my lessons as I please myself . And , to cut off all strife , here sit we down.- Take you your instrument , play you the whiles ; His lecture will be done ere you have tuned . Hor . You'll leave ...
... hours , nor ' pointed times , But learn my lessons as I please myself . And , to cut off all strife , here sit we down.- Take you your instrument , play you the whiles ; His lecture will be done ere you have tuned . Hor . You'll leave ...
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... Hours , minutes ? Noon , midnight ? And all eyes blind With the pin and web , but theirs , theirs only , That would unseen be wicked ? Is this nothing ? Why , then , the world , and all that's in't , is nothing ; The covering sky is ...
... Hours , minutes ? Noon , midnight ? And all eyes blind With the pin and web , but theirs , theirs only , That would unseen be wicked ? Is this nothing ? Why , then , the world , and all that's in't , is nothing ; The covering sky is ...
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... hour . Come , sir , away . [ Excunt . ACT II . SCENE I. The same . Enter HERMIONE , MAMILLIUS , and Ladies . Her . Take the boy to you : he so troubles me , ' Tis past enduring . 1 Lady . Come , my gracious lord , No , I'll none of you ...
... hour . Come , sir , away . [ Excunt . ACT II . SCENE I. The same . Enter HERMIONE , MAMILLIUS , and Ladies . Her . Take the boy to you : he so troubles me , ' Tis past enduring . 1 Lady . Come , my gracious lord , No , I'll none of you ...
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... hour bring me word , ' tis done , ( And by good testimony , ) or I'll seize thy life , With what thou else call'st thine . If thou refuse , And wilt encounter with my wrath , say so ; The bastard brains with these my proper hands Shall ...
... hour bring me word , ' tis done , ( And by good testimony , ) or I'll seize thy life , With what thou else call'st thine . If thou refuse , And wilt encounter with my wrath , say so ; The bastard brains with these my proper hands Shall ...
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