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Patience her felf , what Goddess e'er she be , Doth lesser blench aţ fufferance ,
than I do : At Priam's royal table do I fit ; And when fair Cressid comes into my
thoughts , So , traitor ! —when she comes ? when is she thence ? Pan . Well , she
...
Patience her felf , what Goddess e'er she be , Doth lesser blench aţ fufferance ,
than I do : At Priam's royal table do I fit ; And when fair Cressid comes into my
thoughts , So , traitor ! —when she comes ? when is she thence ? Pan . Well , she
...
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Thou answer'st , she is fair ; Pour'st in the open ulcer of my heart Her eyes , her
hair , her cheek , her gate , her voice ; Handlest in thy discourse — that ! her hand
! ( In whose comparison , all whites are ink Writing their own reproach ) to whose
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Thou answer'st , she is fair ; Pour'st in the open ulcer of my heart Her eyes , her
hair , her cheek , her gate , her voice ; Handlest in thy discourse — that ! her hand
! ( In whose comparison , all whites are ink Writing their own reproach ) to whose
...
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He shall not need it , if he have his own . Pan . ... Then Troilus fhould have too
much ; if she prais'd him above , his complexion is higher than his ; he having
colour enough , and the other higher , is too flaming a praise for a good
complexion .
He shall not need it , if he have his own . Pan . ... Then Troilus fhould have too
much ; if she prais'd him above , his complexion is higher than his ; he having
colour enough , and the other higher , is too flaming a praise for a good
complexion .
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Jupiter ! quoth she , which of these hairs is Paris , my husband ? the forked one ,
quoth he , pluck it out and give it him : but there was such laughing , and Helen
so blush'd , and Paris so chaft , and all the rest fo laught , that it past . Cre . So let
it ...
Jupiter ! quoth she , which of these hairs is Paris , my husband ? the forked one ,
quoth he , pluck it out and give it him : but there was such laughing , and Helen
so blush'd , and Paris so chaft , and all the rest fo laught , that it past . Cre . So let
it ...
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H H ° O W now , Thersites ? what , lost in the labyrinth of it thus ? he beats me ,
and I rail at him : O worthy fatisfaction ! would it were otherwise ; that I could beat
him , whilst he rail'd at me : ' sfoot , I'll learn to conjure and raise devils , but I'll see
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H H ° O W now , Thersites ? what , lost in the labyrinth of it thus ? he beats me ,
and I rail at him : O worthy fatisfaction ! would it were otherwise ; that I could beat
him , whilst he rail'd at me : ' sfoot , I'll learn to conjure and raise devils , but I'll see
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| Заглавие | The Works of Shakespeare in Seven Volumes, Том 7 The Works of Shakespeare in Seven Volumes, William Shakespeare |
| Автор | William Shakespeare |
| Редактор | Mr. Theobald (Lewis) |
| Издател | A. Bettesworth and C. Hitch, 1733 |
| Оригиналът е от | Оксфордският университет |
| Цифровизирана на | 13 юли 2007 |
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