The Works of Shakespeare, Volume 33University Society, 1901 |
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Page 276
... GLOU . It is his . EDм . It is his hand , my Lord ; but I hope his heart is not in the contents . GLOU . Has he never before sounded you in this business ? EDм . Never , my Lord : but I have heard him oft main- tain it to be fit , that ...
... GLOU . It is his . EDм . It is his hand , my Lord ; but I hope his heart is not in the contents . GLOU . Has he never before sounded you in this business ? EDм . Never , my Lord : but I have heard him oft main- tain it to be fit , that ...
Page 294
... GLOU . O Madam , my old heart is crack'd , it's crack'd ! REG . What , did my father's godson seek your life ? He whom my father nam'd ? your Edgar ? GLOU . O Lady , Lady , shame would have it hid ! REG . Was he not companion with the ...
... GLOU . O Madam , my old heart is crack'd , it's crack'd ! REG . What , did my father's godson seek your life ? He whom my father nam'd ? your Edgar ? GLOU . O Lady , Lady , shame would have it hid ! REG . Was he not companion with the ...
Page 329
... GLOU . Is that the naked fellow ? OLD MAN . Ay , my Lord . GLOU . Then , pr'ythee , get thee gone : if , for my sake , Thou wilt o'ertake us , hence a mile or twain , I ' the way toward Dover , do it for ancient love ; And bring some ...
... GLOU . Is that the naked fellow ? OLD MAN . Ay , my Lord . GLOU . Then , pr'ythee , get thee gone : if , for my sake , Thou wilt o'ertake us , hence a mile or twain , I ' the way toward Dover , do it for ancient love ; And bring some ...
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