Complete Works of Shakespeare, Том 2Co-Operative Publications Society, 1887 |
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... sword ta'en out of the town armory , with a broken hilt and chapeless ; with two broken points . His horse hipped with an old mothy saddle , the stirrups of no kindred : besides , possessed with the glanders , and like to mose in the ...
... sword ta'en out of the town armory , with a broken hilt and chapeless ; with two broken points . His horse hipped with an old mothy saddle , the stirrups of no kindred : besides , possessed with the glanders , and like to mose in the ...
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... sword's ; and will not ( For , as the case now stands , it is a curse He cannot be compell'd to't ) once remove The root of his opinion , which is rotten , As ever oak , or stone , was sound . Leon . A callat , Of boundless tongue ; who ...
... sword's ; and will not ( For , as the case now stands , it is a curse He cannot be compell'd to't ) once remove The root of his opinion , which is rotten , As ever oak , or stone , was sound . Leon . A callat , Of boundless tongue ; who ...
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... sword , Thou wilt perform my bidding . Ant . I will , my lord . Leon . Mark , and perform it ; ( see'st thou ? ) for the fail Of any point in't shall not only be Death to thyself , but to thy lewd - tongued wife ; Whom , for this time ...
... sword , Thou wilt perform my bidding . Ant . I will , my lord . Leon . Mark , and perform it ; ( see'st thou ? ) for the fail Of any point in't shall not only be Death to thyself , but to thy lewd - tongued wife ; Whom , for this time ...
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... sword of justice , That you , Cleomenes and Dion , have Been both at Delphos ; and from thence have brought This sealed - up oracle , by the hand delivered Of great Apollo's priest ; and that , since then , You have not dared to break ...
... sword of justice , That you , Cleomenes and Dion , have Been both at Delphos ; and from thence have brought This sealed - up oracle , by the hand delivered Of great Apollo's priest ; and that , since then , You have not dared to break ...
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... truth hereof at large . Enter ANTIPHOLUS of Syracuse , with his rapier drawn , and DROMIO of Syracuse . Luc . God , for thy mercy ! they are loose again . Adr . And come with naked swords ; let's call ACT IV . ] 185 COMEDY OF ERRORS .
... truth hereof at large . Enter ANTIPHOLUS of Syracuse , with his rapier drawn , and DROMIO of Syracuse . Luc . God , for thy mercy ! they are loose again . Adr . And come with naked swords ; let's call ACT IV . ] 185 COMEDY OF ERRORS .
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