The Plays of William Shakspeare, Том 7 |
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Ant . Good friends , sweet friends , let me not stir you up To such a sudden flood of mutiny.They , that have done this deed , are honourable ; What private griefs they have , alas , I know not , That made them do it ; they are wise and ...
Ant . Good friends , sweet friends , let me not stir you up To such a sudden flood of mutiny.They , that have done this deed , are honourable ; What private griefs they have , alas , I know not , That made them do it ; they are wise and ...
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a wonderful sweet air , with admirable rich words to it , and then let her consider . SONG . Hark ! hark ! the lark at heaven's gate sings , And Phoebus ' gins arise , His steeds to water at those springs On chalic'd ' flowers that lies ...
a wonderful sweet air , with admirable rich words to it , and then let her consider . SONG . Hark ! hark ! the lark at heaven's gate sings , And Phoebus ' gins arise , His steeds to water at those springs On chalic'd ' flowers that lies ...
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Alas , sweet aunt , I know not what you mean . Mar. Stand by me , Lucius ; do not fear thine aunt . Tit . She loves thee , boy , too well to do thee harm . Boy . Ay , when my father was in Rome , she did . Mar.
Alas , sweet aunt , I know not what you mean . Mar. Stand by me , Lucius ; do not fear thine aunt . Tit . She loves thee , boy , too well to do thee harm . Boy . Ay , when my father was in Rome , she did . Mar.
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Antony arms Attendants bear better blood bring brother Brutus Cæs Cæsar Casca Cassius cause Char Cleo Cleopatra comes daughter dead dear death deed doth emperor Enter Eros Exeunt Exit eyes face fall father fear follow fortune friends give gods gone hand hath head hear heart heaven hold honour I'll Italy keep king lady leave live look lord Lucius madam Marcus Mark master mean nature never night noble o'the peace Pericles poor Post pray present prince queen Roman Rome SCENE Sold soldier sons speak stand sweet sword tears tell thank thee thing thou thou art thou hast thought Titus tongue true unto worthy