The Plays of William Shakspeare, Том 7 |
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You say , you are a better soldier : Let it appear so ; make your vaunting true , And it shall please me well : For mine own part , I shall be glad to learn of noble men . Cas . You wrong me every way , you wrong me , Brutus ; I said ...
You say , you are a better soldier : Let it appear so ; make your vaunting true , And it shall please me well : For mine own part , I shall be glad to learn of noble men . Cas . You wrong me every way , you wrong me , Brutus ; I said ...
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Most welcome , bondage ! for thou art a way , I think , to liberty : Yet am I better Than one that's sick o'the gout : since he had rather Groan so in perpetuity , than be cur'd By the sure physician , death ; who is the key To unbar ...
Most welcome , bondage ! for thou art a way , I think , to liberty : Yet am I better Than one that's sick o'the gout : since he had rather Groan so in perpetuity , than be cur'd By the sure physician , death ; who is the key To unbar ...
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Therefore away with her , and use her as you will ; The worse to her , the better lov'd of me . Lav . 0 Tamora , be call'd a gentle queen , And with thiñe own hands kill me in this place : For ' tis not life , that I have begg'd so long ...
Therefore away with her , and use her as you will ; The worse to her , the better lov'd of me . Lav . 0 Tamora , be call'd a gentle queen , And with thiñe own hands kill me in this place : For ' tis not life , that I have begg'd so long ...
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