The Plays of William Shakespeare: Accurately Printed from the Text of the Corrected Copy Left by the Late George Steevens, Esq. ; with Glossarial Notes, Том 3 |
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I have spoke thus much , To mitigate the justice of thy plea ; Which if thou follow ,
this strict court of Venice Must needs give sentence ' gainst the merchant there .
Shy . My deeds upon my head ! I crave the law , The penalty and forfeit of my ...
I have spoke thus much , To mitigate the justice of thy plea ; Which if thou follow ,
this strict court of Venice Must needs give sentence ' gainst the merchant there .
Shy . My deeds upon my head ! I crave the law , The penalty and forfeit of my ...
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A pound of that same merchant's fesh is thine ; The court awards it , and the law
doth give it . Shy . Most rightful judge ! Por . And you must cut this flesh from off
his breast ; The law allows it , and the court awards it . Shy . Most learned judge !
A pound of that same merchant's fesh is thine ; The court awards it , and the law
doth give it . Shy . Most rightful judge ! Por . And you must cut this flesh from off
his breast ; The law allows it , and the court awards it . Shy . Most learned judge !
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For not being at court ? Your reason . Touch . Why , if thou never wast at court ,
thou never saw'st good manners ; if thou never saw'st good manners , then thy
manners must be wicked ; and wickedness is sin , and sin is damnation : Thou art
in ...
For not being at court ? Your reason . Touch . Why , if thou never wast at court ,
thou never saw'st good manners ; if thou never saw'st good manners , then thy
manners must be wicked ; and wickedness is sin , and sin is damnation : Thou art
in ...
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Truly , madam , if God have lent a man any manners , he may easily put it off at
court : he that cannot make a leg , put off's cap , kiss his hand , and say nothing ,
has neither leg , hands , lip , nor cap ; and , indeed , such a fellow , to say
precisely ...
Truly , madam , if God have lent a man any manners , he may easily put it off at
court : he that cannot make a leg , put off's cap , kiss his hand , and say nothing ,
has neither leg , hands , lip , nor cap ; and , indeed , such a fellow , to say
precisely ...
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I have no mind to Isbel , since I was at court : our old ling and our Isbels o'the
country are nothing like your old ling and your Isbels o'the court : the brains of my
Cupid's knocked out ; and I begin to love , as an old man loves money , with no ...
I have no mind to Isbel , since I was at court : our old ling and our Isbels o'the
country are nothing like your old ling and your Isbels o'the court : the brains of my
Cupid's knocked out ; and I begin to love , as an old man loves money , with no ...
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