The Works of Shakespeare in Seven Volumes, Volume 6A. Bettesworth and C. Hitch, 1733 |
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Pagina 17
... night . Vir . Indeed , Madam- Val . In earnest , it's true ; I heard a Senator speak it . Thus it is the Volfcians have an army forth , against whom Cominius the General is gone , with one part of our Roman Power . Your Lord and Titus ...
... night . Vir . Indeed , Madam- Val . In earnest , it's true ; I heard a Senator speak it . Thus it is the Volfcians have an army forth , against whom Cominius the General is gone , with one part of our Roman Power . Your Lord and Titus ...
Pagina 32
... night . Bru . Good or bad ? Men . Not according to the prayer of the people , for they love not Marcius . Sic . Nature teaches Beafts to know their friends . Men . Pray you , whom does the wolf love ? Sic . The lamb . Men . Ay , to ...
... night . Bru . Good or bad ? Men . Not according to the prayer of the people , for they love not Marcius . Sic . Nature teaches Beafts to know their friends . Men . Pray you , whom does the wolf love ? Sic . The lamb . Men . Ay , to ...
Pagina 33
... night , than with the fore- head of the morning . What I think , I utter ; and spend my malice in my breath . Meeting two fuch weals - men as you are , ( I cannot call you Lycurgues ) if the drink you give me touch my palate adverfly ...
... night , than with the fore- head of the morning . What I think , I utter ; and spend my malice in my breath . Meeting two fuch weals - men as you are , ( I cannot call you Lycurgues ) if the drink you give me touch my palate adverfly ...
Pagina 35
... night : A letter for me ! Vir . Yes , certain , there's a letter for you , I faw't . Men . A letter for me ! it gives me an eftate of seven years health ; in which time I will make a lip at the phyfician ; the most fovereign ...
... night : A letter for me ! Vir . Yes , certain , there's a letter for you , I faw't . Men . A letter for me ! it gives me an eftate of seven years health ; in which time I will make a lip at the phyfician ; the most fovereign ...
Pagina 67
... night . Men . Now the good Gods forbid , That our renowned Rome , whofe gratitude Tow'rds her deferving children is enroll'd In Jove's own book , like an unnatural dam Should now eat up her own ! Sic . He's a difeafe that must be cut ...
... night . Men . Now the good Gods forbid , That our renowned Rome , whofe gratitude Tow'rds her deferving children is enroll'd In Jove's own book , like an unnatural dam Should now eat up her own ! Sic . He's a difeafe that must be cut ...
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againſt anſwer Aufidius becauſe beft Brutus Cæfar Cafar Cafca Caffius Caius call'd cauſe Char Charmian Cleo Cleopatra Clot Cloten Cominius Coriolanus Cymbeline death defire doth Enobarbus Enter Eros Exeunt Exit eyes fafe faid fear feem felf felves fhall fhew fhould fince firft fome fpeak friends ftand ftill ftrange fuch fure fword give Gods Guiderius hath hear heart heav'ns himſelf honour i'th Iach Imogen Lady laft Lart Lepidus Lord Lucius Madam mafter Marcius Mark Antony Menenius moft moſt muft muſt noble o'th Octavius Paffage Pifanio pleaſe Pleb Plutarch Poet Poft Pofthumus Pompey pr'ythee pray prefent purpoſe Queen reaſon Roman Rome SCENE changes ſelf Senfe ſhall Soldier ſpeak tell thee thefe theſe thing thofe thoſe thou Titinius uſe Volfcians whofe word
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