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Die the death : When I have slain thee with my proper hand , I'll follow those that even now fled hence , And on the gates of Lud's town set your heads ; Yield , rustic mountaineer . [ Exeunt , fighting . Enter Belarius and Arviragus .
Die the death : When I have slain thee with my proper hand , I'll follow those that even now fled hence , And on the gates of Lud's town set your heads ; Yield , rustic mountaineer . [ Exeunt , fighting . Enter Belarius and Arviragus .
Page 271
With his own single hand he'd take us in , Displace our heads , where ( thank the gods ! ) ... are outlaws , and in time May make some stronger head : the which he hearing ( As it is like him , ) might break out , and swear He'd fetch us ...
With his own single hand he'd take us in , Displace our heads , where ( thank the gods ! ) ... are outlaws , and in time May make some stronger head : the which he hearing ( As it is like him , ) might break out , and swear He'd fetch us ...
Page 403
All love the womb that their first beings bred , Then give my tongue like leave to love my head . Ant . Heaven , that I had thy head ! he has found the meaning - But I will gloze ? with him . [ Aside . ) Young prince of Tyre , Though by ...
All love the womb that their first beings bred , Then give my tongue like leave to love my head . Ant . Heaven , that I had thy head ! he has found the meaning - But I will gloze ? with him . [ Aside . ) Young prince of Tyre , Though by ...
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