The Plays of Shakspeare, Volume 1Hurst, Robinson, and Company, 1819 |
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... bear with you . Pro , Why , sir , how do you bear with me ? Speed . Marry , sir , the letter very orderly ; having nothing but the word , noddy , for my pains . Pro . Beshrew me , but you have a quick wit . Speed . And yet it cannot ...
... bear with you . Pro , Why , sir , how do you bear with me ? Speed . Marry , sir , the letter very orderly ; having nothing but the word , noddy , for my pains . Pro . Beshrew me , but you have a quick wit . Speed . And yet it cannot ...
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... bear Unto a ragged , fearful , hanging rock , And throw it thence into the raging sea ! Lo , here in one line is his name twice writ , - Poor forlorn Proteus , passionate Proteus , To the sweet Julia ; that I'll tear away ; And yet I ...
... bear Unto a ragged , fearful , hanging rock , And throw it thence into the raging sea ! Lo , here in one line is his name twice writ , - Poor forlorn Proteus , passionate Proteus , To the sweet Julia ; that I'll tear away ; And yet I ...
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... bear a hard opinion of his truth ; Only deserve my love , by loving him ; And presently go with me to my chamber , To take a note of what I stand in need of , To furnish me upon my longing journey . All that is mine I leave at thy ...
... bear a hard opinion of his truth ; Only deserve my love , by loving him ; And presently go with me to my chamber , To take a note of what I stand in need of , To furnish me upon my longing journey . All that is mine I leave at thy ...
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... bear unto the banish'd Valentine ; Nor how my father would enforce me marry Vain Thurio , whom my very soul abhorr'd . Thyself hast lov'd ; and I have heard thee say , No grief did ever come so near thy heart , As when thy lady and thy ...
... bear unto the banish'd Valentine ; Nor how my father would enforce me marry Vain Thurio , whom my very soul abhorr'd . Thyself hast lov'd ; and I have heard thee say , No grief did ever come so near thy heart , As when thy lady and thy ...
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... Bear witness , heaven , I have my wish for ever . Jul . And I have mine . Enter Out - laws , with Duke and THURIO . Out . A prize , a prize , a prize ! Val . Forbear , I say ; it is my lord the duke . Your grace is welcome to a man ...
... Bear witness , heaven , I have my wish for ever . Jul . And I have mine . Enter Out - laws , with Duke and THURIO . Out . A prize , a prize , a prize ! Val . Forbear , I say ; it is my lord the duke . Your grace is welcome to a man ...
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