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Page 108
Pardon , dear madam : Yet to be known shortens my made intent : My boon I make it that you know me not , Till time and I think meet . Cor . Then be ' t so , my good lord .- [ To the Physician . ] How does the king ? Phys .
Pardon , dear madam : Yet to be known shortens my made intent : My boon I make it that you know me not , Till time and I think meet . Cor . Then be ' t so , my good lord .- [ To the Physician . ] How does the king ? Phys .
Page 163
Betwixt a father by thy step - dame govern'd ; A mother hourly coining plots ; a wooer , More hateful than the foul expulsion is Of thy dear husband . From that horrid act Of the divorce he'd make , the heavens hold firm The walls of ...
Betwixt a father by thy step - dame govern'd ; A mother hourly coining plots ; a wooer , More hateful than the foul expulsion is Of thy dear husband . From that horrid act Of the divorce he'd make , the heavens hold firm The walls of ...
Page 236
I know you are more clement than vile men , Who of their broken debtors take a third , A sixth , a tenth , letting them thrive again On their abatement : that's not my desire : For Imogen's dear life take mine ; and though ' Tis not so ...
I know you are more clement than vile men , Who of their broken debtors take a third , A sixth , a tenth , letting them thrive again On their abatement : that's not my desire : For Imogen's dear life take mine ; and though ' Tis not so ...
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