Measure for measure. Much ado about nothing. Midsummer-night's dream. Love's labour's lostCharles Whittingham, 1826 |
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... offend again . Lucio . What is it ? murder ? Claud . No. Lucio . Lechery ? Claud . Call it so . Prov . Away , sir ; you must go . with you . Claud . One word , good friend : -Lucio , a word [ Takes him aside . Lucio . A hundred if they ...
... offend again . Lucio . What is it ? murder ? Claud . No. Lucio . Lechery ? Claud . Call it so . Prov . Away , sir ; you must go . with you . Claud . One word , good friend : -Lucio , a word [ Takes him aside . Lucio . A hundred if they ...
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... it again in the next scene : " When I that censure him do so offend , Let mine own judgment pattern out my death . ' 12 To owe is to have , to possess . Isab . I'll see what I can do . Lucio 20 ACT I. MEASURE FOR MEASURE .
... it again in the next scene : " When I that censure him do so offend , Let mine own judgment pattern out my death . ' 12 To owe is to have , to possess . Isab . I'll see what I can do . Lucio 20 ACT I. MEASURE FOR MEASURE .
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... offend , Let mine own judgment pattern out my death , And nothing come in partial . Sir , he must die . Escal . Be it as your wisdom will . Ang . Prov . Here , if it like Ang . Where is the provost ? your honour . See that Claudio Be ...
... offend , Let mine own judgment pattern out my death , And nothing come in partial . Sir , he must die . Escal . Be it as your wisdom will . Ang . Prov . Here , if it like Ang . Where is the provost ? your honour . See that Claudio Be ...
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... offend that way but for ten year together , you'll be glad to give out a commission for more heads . If this law hold in Vienna ten year , I'll rent the fairest house in it , after three pence a bay 20 : if you live to see this come to ...
... offend that way but for ten year together , you'll be glad to give out a commission for more heads . If this law hold in Vienna ten year , I'll rent the fairest house in it , after three pence a bay 20 : if you live to see this come to ...
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... offended in a dream ! All sects , all ages smack of this vice ; and he To die for it ! - Ang . Enter ANGElo . Now , what's the matter , provost ? Prov . Is it your will Claudio shall die to - morrow ? Ang . Did I not tell thee , yea ...
... offended in a dream ! All sects , all ages smack of this vice ; and he To die for it ! - Ang . Enter ANGElo . Now , what's the matter , provost ? Prov . Is it your will Claudio shall die to - morrow ? Ang . Did I not tell thee , yea ...
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