The Plays of Shakespeare: The Text Regulated by the Old Copies, and by the Recently Discovered Folio of 1632, Containing Early Manuscript Emendations |
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Did quarrel with the noblest grace she ow ' d , They say , there ' s but five upon
this isle : we are three And put it to the foil : but you , O you ! of them ; if the other
two be brained like us , the state So perfect , and so peerless , are created totters
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Did quarrel with the noblest grace she ow ' d , They say , there ' s but five upon
this isle : we are three And put it to the foil : but you , O you ! of them ; if the other
two be brained like us , the state So perfect , and so peerless , are created totters
.
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Thy grace shall have it . Ari . Ay , my commander : when I presented Ceres , Cal .
The dropsy drown this fool ! what do you mean , I thought to have told thee of it ;
but I fear ' d , To doat thus on such luggage ? Let ' t alone , Lest I might anger ...
Thy grace shall have it . Ari . Ay , my commander : when I presented Ceres , Cal .
The dropsy drown this fool ! what do you mean , I thought to have told thee of it ;
but I fear ' d , To doat thus on such luggage ? Let ' t alone , Lest I might anger ...
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With all good grace to grace a gentleman . Speed . Master , sir Thurio frowns on
you . Duke . Beshrew me , sir , but , if he make this good , Val . Ay , bor , it ' s for
love . He is as worthy for an empress ' love , Speed . Not of you . As meet to be an
...
With all good grace to grace a gentleman . Speed . Master , sir Thurio frowns on
you . Duke . Beshrew me , sir , but , if he make this good , Val . Ay , bor , it ' s for
love . He is as worthy for an empress ' love , Speed . Not of you . As meet to be an
...
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Cannot your grace win her to fancy him ? Duke . How shall I fashion me to wear a
cloak ?Duke . No , trust me : she is peevish , sullen , froward , I pray thee , let me
feel thy cloak upon me .Proud , disobedient , stubborn , lacking duty ; What ...
Cannot your grace win her to fancy him ? Duke . How shall I fashion me to wear a
cloak ?Duke . No , trust me : she is peevish , sullen , froward , I pray thee , let me
feel thy cloak upon me .Proud , disobedient , stubborn , lacking duty ; What ...
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Thou common friend , that ' s without faith or love ; Your grace is welcome to a
man disgrac ' d , ( For such is a friend now ) treacherous man ! Banished
Valentine . Thou hast beguil ' d my hopes : nought but mine eye | Duke . Sir
Valentine !
Thou common friend , that ' s without faith or love ; Your grace is welcome to a
man disgrac ' d , ( For such is a friend now ) treacherous man ! Banished
Valentine . Thou hast beguil ' d my hopes : nought but mine eye | Duke . Sir
Valentine !
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