Romeo and Juliet. Hamlet. Othello. AppendixesC. Bathurst, 1773 |
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Pagina 6
... thou art mov'd , thou runn'ft away . Sam . A dog of that Houfe fhall move me to ftand : I will take the wall of any man or maid of Montague's . Greg . That fhews thee a weak flave ; for the weakest goes to the wall . Sam . True , and ...
... thou art mov'd , thou runn'ft away . Sam . A dog of that Houfe fhall move me to ftand : I will take the wall of any man or maid of Montague's . Greg . That fhews thee a weak flave ; for the weakest goes to the wall . Sam . True , and ...
Pagina 14
... thou not laugh ? Ben . No , coz , I rather weep . Rom . Good heart , at what ? Ben . At thy good heart's oppreffion . Rom . 5 Why , fuch is love's tranfgreffion.- Griefs of mine own lie heavy in my breast ; Which thou wilt propagate ...
... thou not laugh ? Ben . No , coz , I rather weep . Rom . Good heart , at what ? Ben . At thy good heart's oppreffion . Rom . 5 Why , fuch is love's tranfgreffion.- Griefs of mine own lie heavy in my breast ; Which thou wilt propagate ...
Pagina 23
... thou fall upon thy face ? thou wilt fall backward when thou haft more wit ; wilt thou not , Juli ? and , by my holy - dam , the pretty wretch left crying , and faid , ay : to fee now , how a jeft fhall come about ! —I warrant , an ' I ...
... thou fall upon thy face ? thou wilt fall backward when thou haft more wit ; wilt thou not , Juli ? and , by my holy - dam , the pretty wretch left crying , and faid , ay : to fee now , how a jeft fhall come about ! —I warrant , an ' I ...
Pagina 24
... thou comeft to age ; wilt thou not , Juli ? it ftinted , and faid , ay . Jul . And ftint thee too , I pray thee nurfe , fay I. Nurfe . Peace , I have done : God mark thee to his grace ! Thou waft the prettiest babe , that e'er I nurst ...
... thou comeft to age ; wilt thou not , Juli ? it ftinted , and faid , ay . Jul . And ftint thee too , I pray thee nurfe , fay I. Nurfe . Peace , I have done : God mark thee to his grace ! Thou waft the prettiest babe , that e'er I nurst ...
Pagina 46
... thou Romeo ? Deny thy father , and refuse thy name : Or , if thou wilt not , be but fworn my love , And I'll no longer be a Capulet . Rom . Shall I hear more , or fhall I fpeak at this ? Jul . ' Tis but thy name that is my enemy ...
... thou Romeo ? Deny thy father , and refuse thy name : Or , if thou wilt not , be but fworn my love , And I'll no longer be a Capulet . Rom . Shall I hear more , or fhall I fpeak at this ? Jul . ' Tis but thy name that is my enemy ...
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Pagina 227 - A damn'd defeat was made. Am I a coward? Who calls me villain? breaks my pate across? Plucks off my beard and blows it in my face? Tweaks me by the nose? gives me the lie i' the throat, As deep as to the lungs?
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