The Plays of William Shakspeare, Volume 7 |
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Lay'st thou thy leaden macel upon my boy , That plays thee music ? -Gentle knave , good night ; I will not do thee so much wrong to wake thee . If thou dost nod , thou break'st thy instrument ; I'll take it from thee ; and , good boy ...
Lay'st thou thy leaden macel upon my boy , That plays thee music ? -Gentle knave , good night ; I will not do thee so much wrong to wake thee . If thou dost nod , thou break'st thy instrument ; I'll take it from thee ; and , good boy ...
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Thou art a robber , A law - breaker , a villain : Yield thee , thief . Gui . To who ? to thee ? What art thou ? Have not I An arm as big as thine ? a heart as big ? Thy words , I grant , are bigger ; for I wear not My dagger in my mouth ...
Thou art a robber , A law - breaker , a villain : Yield thee , thief . Gui . To who ? to thee ? What art thou ? Have not I An arm as big as thine ? a heart as big ? Thy words , I grant , are bigger ; for I wear not My dagger in my mouth ...
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Pr'ythee speak ; Falseness cannot come from thee , for thou look'st Modest as justice , and thou seem'st a palace For the crown'd truth to dwell in : I'll believe thee , And make my senses credit thy relation , To points that seem ...
Pr'ythee speak ; Falseness cannot come from thee , for thou look'st Modest as justice , and thou seem'st a palace For the crown'd truth to dwell in : I'll believe thee , And make my senses credit thy relation , To points that seem ...
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