The Plays of William Shakespeare : Accurately Printed from the Text of the Corrected Copy Left by the Late George Steevens: With a Series of Engravings, from Original Designs of Henry Fuseli, and a Selection of Explanatory and Historical Notes, from the Most Eminent Commentators; a History of the Stage, a Life of Shakespeare, &c. by Alexander Chalmers, Том 10 |
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1. In the poem the prince of Verona is called Esculus ; so also in the play . - In
Painter's translation from Boisteau he is named Signor Escala ; and sometimes
Lord Bartholomew of Escala . 2. In Painter's novel the family of Romeo are called
the ...
1. In the poem the prince of Verona is called Esculus ; so also in the play . - In
Painter's translation from Boisteau he is named Signor Escala ; and sometimes
Lord Bartholomew of Escala . 2. In Painter's novel the family of Romeo are called
the ...
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How is't , my noble lord ? Hor . What news , my lord ? Ham . O , wonderful ! Hor .
Good my lord , tell it . Ham . You will reveal it . Hor . Not I , my lord , by heaven .
Mar. Nor I , my lord , Ham . How say you then ; would heart of man once think it ?
How is't , my noble lord ? Hor . What news , my lord ? Ham . O , wonderful ! Hor .
Good my lord , tell it . Ham . You will reveal it . Hor . Not I , my lord , by heaven .
Mar. Nor I , my lord , Ham . How say you then ; would heart of man once think it ?
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My lord , I have . Pol . God be wi ' you well . Rey . Good my lord ,Pol . Observe his
inclination in yourself . ? Rey . I shall , my lord . Pol . And let him ply his musick .
Rey . Well , my lord . [ Exit . you ; fare Enter Ophelia . Pol . Farewell ! -How now ...
My lord , I have . Pol . God be wi ' you well . Rey . Good my lord ,Pol . Observe his
inclination in yourself . ? Rey . I shall , my lord . Pol . And let him ply his musick .
Rey . Well , my lord . [ Exit . you ; fare Enter Ophelia . Pol . Farewell ! -How now ...
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Honest , my lord ? Ham . Ay , sir ; to be honest , as this world goes , is to be one
man picked out of ten thousand . Pol . That's very true , my lord . Ham . For if the
sun breed maggots in a dead dog , being a god , kissing carrion , daughter ? Pol .
Honest , my lord ? Ham . Ay , sir ; to be honest , as this world goes , is to be one
man picked out of ten thousand . Pol . That's very true , my lord . Ham . For if the
sun breed maggots in a dead dog , being a god , kissing carrion , daughter ? Pol .
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No , nor mine now.8 My lord , —you played once in the university , you say ? [ To
POLONIUS . Pol . That did I , my lord ; and was accounted a good actor . Ham .
And what did you enact ? Pol . I did enact Julius Cæsar : I was killed i'the Capitol
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No , nor mine now.8 My lord , —you played once in the university , you say ? [ To
POLONIUS . Pol . That did I , my lord ; and was accounted a good actor . Ham .
And what did you enact ? Pol . I did enact Julius Cæsar : I was killed i'the Capitol
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