The Plays of William Shakespeare, Volume 3T. Bensley, 1803 |
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... Leon . We are tougher , brother , Than you can put us to't . Pol . No longer stay . Very sooth , to - morrow . Leon . One seven - night longer . Pol . Leon . We'll part the time between's then : and in that I'll no gain - saying . Pol ...
... Leon . We are tougher , brother , Than you can put us to't . Pol . No longer stay . Very sooth , to - morrow . Leon . One seven - night longer . Pol . Leon . We'll part the time between's then : and in that I'll no gain - saying . Pol ...
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... Leon . Tongue - ty'd , our queen ? speak you . Her . I had thought , sir , to have held my peace , until You had drawn oaths from him , not to stay . You , sir , Charge him too coldly : Tell him , you are sure , All in Bohemia's well ...
... Leon . Tongue - ty'd , our queen ? speak you . Her . I had thought , sir , to have held my peace , until You had drawn oaths from him , not to stay . You , sir , Charge him too coldly : Tell him , you are sure , All in Bohemia's well ...
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... Leon . Is he won yet ? Her . He'll stay , my lord . Leon . At my request , he would not . Hermione , my dearest , thou never spok'st To better purpose . Her . Leon , Never ? Never , but once . Her . What ? have I twice said well ? 6 ...
... Leon . Is he won yet ? Her . He'll stay , my lord . Leon . At my request , he would not . Hermione , my dearest , thou never spok'st To better purpose . Her . Leon , Never ? Never , but once . Her . What ? have I twice said well ? 6 ...
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... Leon . Why , that was when Three crabbed months had sour'd themselves to death , Ere I could make thee open thy white hand , And clap thyself my love ; then didst thou utter , I am yours for ever . Her . It is Grace , indeed.- Why , lo ...
... Leon . Why , that was when Three crabbed months had sour'd themselves to death , Ere I could make thee open thy white hand , And clap thyself my love ; then didst thou utter , I am yours for ever . Her . It is Grace , indeed.- Why , lo ...
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... Leon . Ay , my good lord . I'fecks ? Why , that's my bawcock . What , hast smutch'd thy nose ? -- They say , it's a copy out of mine . Come , captain , We must be neat ; not neat , but cleanly , captain : And yet the steer , the heifer ...
... Leon . Ay , my good lord . I'fecks ? Why , that's my bawcock . What , hast smutch'd thy nose ? -- They say , it's a copy out of mine . Come , captain , We must be neat ; not neat , but cleanly , captain : And yet the steer , the heifer ...
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