The Works of Shakespeare, Том 33University Society, 1901 |
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... draw my sword upon you . Draw ; seem to defend yourself : now quit you well . Yield ! come before my father ! Fly , Brother ! Torches , torches ! Light , ho , here ! - So , farewell . 20 30 [ Exit EDGAR . Some blood drawn on me would ...
... draw my sword upon you . Draw ; seem to defend yourself : now quit you well . Yield ! come before my father ! Fly , Brother ! Torches , torches ! Light , ho , here ! - So , farewell . 20 30 [ Exit EDGAR . Some blood drawn on me would ...
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... Draw , you Rogue ! for , though it be night , yet the Moon shines ; I'll make a sop o ' the moonshine of you . [ drawing his sword . ] Draw , you whoreson cullionly Barber- monger , draw ! 32 Osw . Away ! I have nothing to do with thee ...
... Draw , you Rogue ! for , though it be night , yet the Moon shines ; I'll make a sop o ' the moonshine of you . [ drawing his sword . ] Draw , you whoreson cullionly Barber- monger , draw ! 32 Osw . Away ! I have nothing to do with thee ...
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... the hill , let him draw thee after . When a wise man gives thee better counsel , give me mine again : I would have none but knaves follow it , since a Fool gives it . 75 That Sir which serves and seeks for gain , ACT 302 KING LEAR.
... the hill , let him draw thee after . When a wise man gives thee better counsel , give me mine again : I would have none but knaves follow it , since a Fool gives it . 75 That Sir which serves and seeks for gain , ACT 302 KING LEAR.
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