The Plays of William Shakespeare in Eight Volumes: With the Corrections and Illustrations of Various Commentators; to which are Added Notes by Sam Johnson, Volume 8 |
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Æmil . Alas , what does this gentleman conceive ? How do you , madam ? how
do you , my good lady ? Def . ' Faith , half asleep . Æmil . Good madam , what's
the matter with my Lord ? Def . With whom ? Æmil . Why , with my Lord , madam !
Æmil . Alas , what does this gentleman conceive ? How do you , madam ? how
do you , my good lady ? Def . ' Faith , half asleep . Æmil . Good madam , what's
the matter with my Lord ? Def . With whom ? Æmil . Why , with my Lord , madam !
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Æmil . ' Tis neither here nor there . Des . I have beard it said so . Ob ihese men ,
these men ! Doft thou in conscience think , tell me , Æmilia , That there be women
do abuse their husbands In such gross kind ? Æmil . There be some such , no ...
Æmil . ' Tis neither here nor there . Des . I have beard it said so . Ob ihese men ,
these men ! Doft thou in conscience think , tell me , Æmilia , That there be women
do abuse their husbands In such gross kind ? Æmil . There be some such , no ...
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Æmil . Oh , my good Lord , yonder's foul murder done . Oth . What ? now ? Æmil .
But now , my Lord . Oth . It is the very error of the Moon ; She comes more near
the Earth chan she was wont , And makes men mad . Æmil . Caffio , my Lord ...
Æmil . Oh , my good Lord , yonder's foul murder done . Oth . What ? now ? Æmil .
But now , my Lord . Oth . It is the very error of the Moon ; She comes more near
the Earth chan she was wont , And makes men mad . Æmil . Caffio , my Lord ...
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Æmil . She said so , I must needs report the truth . Oib . She's like a lyar gone to
burning hell ; ' Twas I , that kill'd her . Æmil . Oh , the more Angel she , and you
the blacker Devil . Oth . She curn'd to folly , and she was a whore . Æmil . Thou
doft ...
Æmil . She said so , I must needs report the truth . Oib . She's like a lyar gone to
burning hell ; ' Twas I , that kill'd her . Æmil . Oh , the more Angel she , and you
the blacker Devil . Oth . She curn'd to folly , and she was a whore . Æmil . Thou
doft ...
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Æmil . But did you ever tell him , she was false ? Iago . I did . Æmil . You cold a
lye ; an odious , damned , lye : Upon my soul , a lye ; a wicked lye . She false with
Casho ? Did you fay , with Cassio ? lago . With Caffio , mistress . Go to . Charm ...
Æmil . But did you ever tell him , she was false ? Iago . I did . Æmil . You cold a
lye ; an odious , damned , lye : Upon my soul , a lye ; a wicked lye . She false with
Casho ? Did you fay , with Cassio ? lago . With Caffio , mistress . Go to . Charm ...
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| Title | The Plays of William Shakespeare in Eight Volumes: With the Corrections and Illustrations of Various Commentators; to which are Added Notes by Sam Johnson, Volume 8 The Plays of William Shakespeare in Eight Volumes: With the Corrections and Illustrations of Various Commentators; to which are Added Notes by Sam Johnson, William Shakespeare |
| Author | William Shakespeare |
| Publisher | J. and R. Tonson, 1765 |
| Original from | the New York Public Library |
| Digitized | 28 Dec 2006 |
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