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Page 95
... present us to him .. Edg . Very bootless . Enter a Messenger . Me . Edmund is dead , my Lord . Alb . That's but a trifle . You Lords and noble friends , know our intent ; What comfort to this great decay ‡ may come , Shall be applied ...
... present us to him .. Edg . Very bootless . Enter a Messenger . Me . Edmund is dead , my Lord . Alb . That's but a trifle . You Lords and noble friends , know our intent ; What comfort to this great decay ‡ may come , Shall be applied ...
Page 152
... present My honeft grief to him ; and , as my lord , Still ferve him with my life . My dearest master ! Timon comes forward from his save . Tim . Away ! what art thou ? Flav . Have you forgot ine , Sir ! Tim . Why doft thou afk that ? I ...
... present My honeft grief to him ; and , as my lord , Still ferve him with my life . My dearest master ! Timon comes forward from his save . Tim . Away ! what art thou ? Flav . Have you forgot ine , Sir ! Tim . Why doft thou afk that ? I ...
Page 239
... present feats Are lefs than horrible imaginings . My thought , whose murther yet is but fantastical , Shakes fo my fingle state of man , that function Is fmother'd in furmife ; and nothing is But what is not . Ban . Look , how our ...
... present feats Are lefs than horrible imaginings . My thought , whose murther yet is but fantastical , Shakes fo my fingle state of man , that function Is fmother'd in furmife ; and nothing is But what is not . Ban . Look , how our ...
Page 249
... present horror from the time , Which now fuits with it .-- Whilft I threat , he lives t i . e . tell where I am . --he lives-- - Words to the heat of deeds too cold breath gives . I go , & c . [ A bell rings . I I go , and it is done ...
... present horror from the time , Which now fuits with it .-- Whilft I threat , he lives t i . e . tell where I am . --he lives-- - Words to the heat of deeds too cold breath gives . I go , & c . [ A bell rings . I I go , and it is done ...
Page 263
... Present him eminence ‡ , both with eye and tongue . Unfafe the while , that we muft lave our honours In these fo flatt'ring ftreams , and make our faces Vizards t ' our hearts , disguising what they are ! . Lady . You must leave this ...
... Present him eminence ‡ , both with eye and tongue . Unfafe the while , that we muft lave our honours In these fo flatt'ring ftreams , and make our faces Vizards t ' our hearts , disguising what they are ! . Lady . You must leave this ...
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