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Clot . Whoreson dog ! I give him satisfaction ? ' would he had been one of my
rank . 2 Lord . To have . finelt like a fool . [ fide , Clot . I am not vext more at any
thing in the earth , a pox on ' t ! I had rather not be so noble as I am ; they dare not
fight ...
Clot . Whoreson dog ! I give him satisfaction ? ' would he had been one of my
rank . 2 Lord . To have . finelt like a fool . [ fide , Clot . I am not vext more at any
thing in the earth , a pox on ' t ! I had rather not be so noble as I am ; they dare not
fight ...
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Clot . A gentleman . Lady . No more ? Clot . Yes , and a gentlewoman ' s fon .
Lady . That ' s more " Than fome , whose tailors are as dear as yours , Can justly
boat of : what ' s your Lordihip ' s pleasure ? - Clot . Your lady ' s person ; is the ...
Clot . A gentleman . Lady . No more ? Clot . Yes , and a gentlewoman ' s fon .
Lady . That ' s more " Than fome , whose tailors are as dear as yours , Can justly
boat of : what ' s your Lordihip ' s pleasure ? - Clot . Your lady ' s person ; is the ...
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Clot . The south - fog rot him ! Imo . He never can meet more mischance than
come To be but named of thee . His meanest garment That ever hath but clipp ' d
his body , is dearer In my respect than all the hairs above thee , Were they all
made ...
Clot . The south - fog rot him ! Imo . He never can meet more mischance than
come To be but named of thee . His meanest garment That ever hath but clipp ' d
his body , is dearer In my respect than all the hairs above thee , Were they all
made ...
Page 278
Clot . Where is she , Sir ? come nearer ; No farther halting ; fatisfy me home ,
What is become of her . Pif . Oh , my all - worthy Lord ! Clot . All - worthy villain !
Discover where thy mistress is at once , At the next word ; no more of “ worthy
Lord .
Clot . Where is she , Sir ? come nearer ; No farther halting ; fatisfy me home ,
What is become of her . Pif . Oh , my all - worthy Lord ! Clot . All - worthy villain !
Discover where thy mistress is at once , At the next word ; no more of “ worthy
Lord .
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Guid . He is but one ; you and my brother search What companies are near ; pray
you , away ; Let me alone with him . [ Exeunt Belarius and Arviragus . Clot . Soft !
what are you That fly me thus ? fome villain mountaineers in I ' ve heard of such ...
Guid . He is but one ; you and my brother search What companies are near ; pray
you , away ; Let me alone with him . [ Exeunt Belarius and Arviragus . Clot . Soft !
what are you That fly me thus ? fome villain mountaineers in I ' ve heard of such ...
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Page 159 - Whose ransoms did the general coffers fill; Did this in Caesar seem ambitious? When that the poor have cried, Caesar hath wept; Ambition should be made of sterner stuff.
Page 113 - Why should that name be sounded more than yours ? Write them together, yours is as fair a name; Sound them, it doth become the mouth as well; Weigh them, it is as heavy; conjure with 'em, Brutus will start a spirit as soon as Caesar.
Page 173 - And not for justice ? What, shall one of us, That struck the foremost man of all this world But for supporting robbers, shall we now Contaminate our fingers with base bribes, And sell the mighty space of our large honours For so much trash as may be grasped thus ? I had rather be a dog, and bay the moon, Than such a Roman.
Page 111 - I cannot tell what you and other men Think of this life ; but, for my single self, I had as lief not be as live to be In awe of such a thing as I myself.
Page 296 - FEAR no more the heat o' the sun Nor the furious winter's rages ; Thou thy worldly task hast done, Home art gone, and ta'en thy wages : Golden lads and girls all must, As chimney-sweepers, come to dust. Fear no more the frown o...
Page 157 - As Caesar loved me, I weep for him; as he was fortunate, I rejoice at it; as he was valiant, I honour him; but, as he was ambitious, I slew him.
Page 158 - Here comes his body, mourned by Mark Antony: who, though he had no hand in his death, shall receive the benefit of his dying, a place in the commonwealth ; As which of you shall not ? With this I depart ; That, as I slew my best lover for the good of Rome, I have the same dagger for myself, when it shall please my country to need my death.
Page 111 - We both have fed as well, and we can both Endure the winter's cold as well as he...
Page 176 - O Cassius ! you are yoked with a lamb That carries anger as the flint bears fire, Who, much enforced, shows a hasty spark, And straight is cold again.
Page 125 - tis a common proof, That lowliness is young ambition's ladder, Whereto the climber upward turns his face; But when he once attains the upmost round, He then unto the ladder turns his back, Looks in the clouds, scorning the base degrees By which he did ascend.
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| Title | The Works of Shakespeare: in Twelve Volumes: Collated with the Oldest Copies, and Corrected, Volume 10 Volume 10 of The Works of Shakespeare in Twelve Volumes: Collated with the Oldest Copies and Corrected: with Notes Explanatory and Critical, William Shakespeare The Works of Shakespeare: in Twelve Volumes: Collated with the Oldest Copies, and Corrected, William Shakespeare |
| Author | William Shakespeare |
| Editor | Mr. Theobald (Lewis) |
| Publisher | R. Crowder, 1772 |
| Original from | Harvard University |
| Digitized | 25 Feb 2008 |
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