The Plays of William Shakspeare, Volume 7 |
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Page 208
Sir , I would advise you to shift a shirt ; the violence of action hath made you reek as a sacrifice : Where air comes out , air comes in : there's none abroad so wholesome as that you vent . Clo . If my shirt were bloody , then to ...
Sir , I would advise you to shift a shirt ; the violence of action hath made you reek as a sacrifice : Where air comes out , air comes in : there's none abroad so wholesome as that you vent . Clo . If my shirt were bloody , then to ...
Page 443
Here Weeping she comes for her old nurse's death . Thou art resolv'd ? Leon . I am resolvid . Enter Marina , with a basket of flowers . Mar. No , no , I will rob Tellusl of her weed , To strew thy green with flowers : the yellows ...
Here Weeping she comes for her old nurse's death . Thou art resolv'd ? Leon . I am resolvid . Enter Marina , with a basket of flowers . Mar. No , no , I will rob Tellusl of her weed , To strew thy green with flowers : the yellows ...
Page 447
O , our credit comes not in like the commodity ; nor the commodity wages not with the danger ; therefore , if in our youths we could pick up some pretty estate , ' twere not amiss to keep our door hatched . Besides , the sore terms we ...
O , our credit comes not in like the commodity ; nor the commodity wages not with the danger ; therefore , if in our youths we could pick up some pretty estate , ' twere not amiss to keep our door hatched . Besides , the sore terms we ...
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