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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And art thou living , Stephano ? 0 | [ Caliban lies down . Stephano ! two
Neapolitans ' scaped ? Trin . I shall laugh myself to death at this puppySte . Pr '
ythee , do not turn me about : my stomach headed monster . A most scurvy
monster : I could ...
And art thou living , Stephano ? 0 | [ Caliban lies down . Stephano ! two
Neapolitans ' scaped ? Trin . I shall laugh myself to death at this puppySte . Pr '
ythee , do not turn me about : my stomach headed monster . A most scurvy
monster : I could ...
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No , monster , not I . the monster one word farther , and , by this band , I ' ll Cal Be
not afeard ; the isle is full of noises , turn my mercy out of doors , and make a
stock - fish of Sounds , and sweet airs , that give delight , and hurt not . thee .
No , monster , not I . the monster one word farther , and , by this band , I ' ll Cal Be
not afeard ; the isle is full of noises , turn my mercy out of doors , and make a
stock - fish of Sounds , and sweet airs , that give delight , and hurt not . thee .
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I do begin to have bloody If you be pleas ' d retire into my cell , thoughts . And
there repose : a turn or two I ' ll walk , Trin . O king Stephano ! O peer ! O worthy
SteTo still my beating mind . phano ! look , what a wardrobe here is for thee ! Fer .
I do begin to have bloody If you be pleas ' d retire into my cell , thoughts . And
there repose : a turn or two I ' ll walk , Trin . O king Stephano ! O peer ! O worthy
SteTo still my beating mind . phano ! look , what a wardrobe here is for thee ! Fer .
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Duke . ' Tis not unknown to thee , that I have sought Under a cloak that is of any
length . To match my friend , sir Thurio , to my daughter . Duke . A cloak as long
as thine will serve the turn ? Val . I know it well , my lord ; and , sure , the match
Val ...
Duke . ' Tis not unknown to thee , that I have sought Under a cloak that is of any
length . To match my friend , sir Thurio , to my daughter . Duke . A cloak as long
as thine will serve the turn ? Val . I know it well , my lord ; and , sure , the match
Val ...
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I am Foyage towards my wife , I would turn her loose to damned in hell for
swearing to gentlemen , my friends , him ; and what he gets more of her than
sharp words , you were good soldiers , and tall fellows : and when I let it lie on my
head ...
I am Foyage towards my wife , I would turn her loose to damned in hell for
swearing to gentlemen , my friends , him ; and what he gets more of her than
sharp words , you were good soldiers , and tall fellows : and when I let it lie on my
head ...
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