The plays of Shakespeare, from the text of S. Johnson, with the prefaces, notes &c. of Rowe, Pope and many other critics. 6 vols. [in 12 pt. Followed by] Shakespeare's poems, Том 8 |
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Now my soul's palace is become a prison : Ah , would she break from hence , that
this my body Might in the ground be closed up in rest ! For never henceforth shall
I joy again , Never , oh never , Mall I see more joy . Rich . I cannot weệp ; for all ...
Now my soul's palace is become a prison : Ah , would she break from hence , that
this my body Might in the ground be closed up in rest ! For never henceforth shall
I joy again , Never , oh never , Mall I see more joy . Rich . I cannot weệp ; for all ...
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... bones that lay scatter'd by . Brak . Had you such leisure in the time of death , To
gaze upon the secrets of the deep ? CLÁ . Methought , I had ; and often did I
strive To yield the ghoft ; but still the envious food Kept in my soul , and would not
...
... bones that lay scatter'd by . Brak . Had you such leisure in the time of death , To
gaze upon the secrets of the deep ? CLÁ . Methought , I had ; and often did I
strive To yield the ghoft ; but still the envious food Kept in my soul , and would not
...
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Now have I done a good day's work , continue this united league . I every day
expect an embassage From my redeemer to redeem me hence . And now in
peace my soul shall part to heaven , Since I have made my friends at peace on
earth .
Now have I done a good day's work , continue this united league . I every day
expect an embassage From my redeemer to redeem me hence . And now in
peace my soul shall part to heaven , Since I have made my friends at peace on
earth .
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Lo , ere I can repeat this curse again , Within so small a time , my woman's heart
Grolly grew captive to his honey words , And prov'd the subject of mine own
soul's curse Which ever since hath held mine eyes from rest . For never yet one
hour ...
Lo , ere I can repeat this curse again , Within so small a time , my woman's heart
Grolly grew captive to his honey words , And prov'd the subject of mine own
soul's curse Which ever since hath held mine eyes from rest . For never yet one
hour ...
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... Canst thou demise to any child of mine ? K. Rich . Ev'n all I have ; ay , and
myself and all , Will I withal endow a child of thine : So in the Lethe of thy angry
soul Thou drown the sad remembrance of those wrongs ; Which , thou fupposest
...
... Canst thou demise to any child of mine ? K. Rich . Ev'n all I have ; ay , and
myself and all , Will I withal endow a child of thine : So in the Lethe of thy angry
soul Thou drown the sad remembrance of those wrongs ; Which , thou fupposest
...
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