The Plays and Poems of William Shakspeare, Volume 13R. C. and J. Rivington, 1821 |
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... Exit . SCENE VII . Another Room in the Same . Enter IMOGEN . Імо . A father cruel , and a step - dame false ; A foolish suitor to a wedded lady , That hath her husband banish'd ; -O , that husband ! My supreme crown of grief1 ! and ...
... Exit . SCENE VII . Another Room in the Same . Enter IMOGEN . Імо . A father cruel , and a step - dame false ; A foolish suitor to a wedded lady , That hath her husband banish'd ; -O , that husband ! My supreme crown of grief1 ! and ...
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... Exit PISANIO . Імо . Continues well my lord ? His health , ' be- seech you ? TACH . Well , madam . Імо . Is he dispos'd to mirth ? I hope , he is . LACH . Exceeding pleasant ; none a stranger there So merry and so gamesome : he is call ...
... Exit PISANIO . Імо . Continues well my lord ? His health , ' be- seech you ? TACH . Well , madam . Імо . Is he dispos'd to mirth ? I hope , he is . LACH . Exceeding pleasant ; none a stranger there So merry and so gamesome : he is call ...
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... Exit . A Bed - chamber ; in one Part of it a Trunk . ÍMOGEN reading in her Bed ; a Lady attending . IMO . Who's there ? my woman Helen ? LADY . Імо . What hour is it ? LADY . Please you , madam . Almost midnight , madam . Imo . I have ...
... Exit . A Bed - chamber ; in one Part of it a Trunk . ÍMOGEN reading in her Bed ; a Lady attending . IMO . Who's there ? my woman Helen ? LADY . Імо . What hour is it ? LADY . Please you , madam . Almost midnight , madam . Imo . I have ...
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... Exit Pis . You have abus'd me : - His meanest garment ? Імо . Ay ; I said so , sir . If you will make't an action , call witness to't . CLO . I will inform your father . Імо . Your mother too : She's my good lady ; and will conceive , I ...
... Exit Pis . You have abus'd me : - His meanest garment ? Імо . Ay ; I said so , sir . If you will make't an action , call witness to't . CLO . I will inform your father . Імо . Your mother too : She's my good lady ; and will conceive , I ...
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... Exit . CLO . I'll be reveng'd : - His meanest garment ? -Well . [ Exit . SCENE IV . Rome . An Apartment in PHILARIO'S House . Enter POSTHUMUS and PHILARIO . Posr . Fear it not , sir : I would , I were so sure To win the king , as I am ...
... Exit . CLO . I'll be reveng'd : - His meanest garment ? -Well . [ Exit . SCENE IV . Rome . An Apartment in PHILARIO'S House . Enter POSTHUMUS and PHILARIO . Posr . Fear it not , sir : I would , I were so sure To win the king , as I am ...
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Page 165 - Whilst summer lasts, and I live here, Fidele, I'll sweeten thy sad grave: Thou shalt not lack The flower, that's like thy face, pale primrose; nor The azur'd hare-bell, like thy veins; no, nor The leaf of eglantine, whom not to slander, Out-sweeten'd not thy breath...
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Page 91 - O! why did God, Creator wise, that peopled highest heaven With spirits masculine, create at last This novelty on earth, this fair defect Of nature, and not fill the world at once With men, as angels, without feminine; Or find some other way to generate Mankind?
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