The Dramatic Works of William Shakspeare: With a Life of the Poet, and Notes, Original and Selected; Together with a Copious Glossary, Band 2J.B. Lippincott & Company, 1855 |
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... Leon . We are tougher , brother , Than you can put us to't . Pol . Leon . One sevennight longer . Pol . No longer stay . Very sooth , to - morrow . Leon . We'll part the time between ' s then ; and in that I'll no gainsaying . Pol ...
... Leon . We are tougher , brother , Than you can put us to't . Pol . Leon . One sevennight longer . Pol . No longer stay . Very sooth , to - morrow . Leon . We'll part the time between ' s then ; and in that I'll no gainsaying . Pol ...
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... Leon . Tongue - tied , 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 - tied , 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 ? When ...
... 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 ? When ...
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... Leon . Why , that was when Three crabbed months had soured themselves to death , Ere I could make thee open thy white hand , And clap thyself my love ; then didst thou utter , I am yours forever . Her . It is grace , indeed.— Why , lo ...
... Leon . Why , that was when Three crabbed months had soured themselves to death , Ere I could make thee open thy white hand , And clap thyself my love ; then didst thou utter , I am yours forever . Her . It is grace , indeed.— Why , lo ...
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... Leon . No , in good earnest.— How sometimes nature will betray its folly , Its tenderness , and make itself a pastime To harder bosoms ! Looking on the lines Of my boy's face , methought I did recoil Twenty - three years ; and saw ...
... Leon . No , in good earnest.— How sometimes nature will betray its folly , Its tenderness , and make itself a pastime To harder bosoms ! Looking on the lines Of my boy's face , methought I did recoil Twenty - three years ; and saw ...
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