The Works of W. Shakespeare, Volume 3Bickers and Son, 1864 |
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Page 121
... Hast . How ! wear the garland ! dost thou mean the crown ? Cates . Ay , my good lord . Hast . I'll have this crown of mine cut from my shoulders , Before I'll see the crown so foul misplac'd . But canst thou guess that he doth aim at it ...
... Hast . How ! wear the garland ! dost thou mean the crown ? Cates . Ay , my good lord . Hast . I'll have this crown of mine cut from my shoulders , Before I'll see the crown so foul misplac'd . But canst thou guess that he doth aim at it ...
Page 122
... Hast . Go on before ; I'll talk with this good fellow . [ Exeunt STAN . and CATESBY . How now , sirrah ! how goes the world with thee ? Purs . The better , that your lordship please to ask . Hast . I tell thee , man , ' tis better with ...
... Hast . Go on before ; I'll talk with this good fellow . [ Exeunt STAN . and CATESBY . How now , sirrah ! how goes the world with thee ? Purs . The better , that your lordship please to ask . Hast . I tell thee , man , ' tis better with ...
Page 125
... Hast . His grace looks cheerfully and smooth this morning ; There's some conceit or other likes him well , When that he bids good morrow with such spirit . I think there's never a man in Christendom Can lesser hide his love or hate than ...
... Hast . His grace looks cheerfully and smooth this morning ; There's some conceit or other likes him well , When that he bids good morrow with such spirit . I think there's never a man in Christendom Can lesser hide his love or hate than ...
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