The Works of Shakespeare, Volume 33University Society, 1901 |
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Page 273
... grace , our love , our benison.— Come , noble Burgundy . [ Flourish . Exeunt all but FRANCE , GONERIL , REGAN , and CORDELIA . FRANCE . Bid farewell to your sisters . CORD . The Jewels of our father , with wash'd eyes Cordelia leaves ...
... grace , our love , our benison.— Come , noble Burgundy . [ Flourish . Exeunt all but FRANCE , GONERIL , REGAN , and CORDELIA . FRANCE . Bid farewell to your sisters . CORD . The Jewels of our father , with wash'd eyes Cordelia leaves ...
Page 306
... grace of her he follows . Out , Varlet , from my sight ! CORN . What means your Grace ? LEAR . Who stock'd my servant ? Regan , I have good hope Thou didst not know on ' t . Who comes here ? Enter GONERIL . O Heavens , 190 If you do ...
... grace of her he follows . Out , Varlet , from my sight ! CORN . What means your Grace ? LEAR . Who stock'd my servant ? Regan , I have good hope Thou didst not know on ' t . Who comes here ? Enter GONERIL . O Heavens , 190 If you do ...
Page 354
... grace him . Methinks our pleasure might have been demanded , Ere you had spoke so far . He led our powers ; Bore the commission of my place and person ; The which immediacy may well stand up And call itself your brother . GON . Not so ...
... grace him . Methinks our pleasure might have been demanded , Ere you had spoke so far . He led our powers ; Bore the commission of my place and person ; The which immediacy may well stand up And call itself your brother . GON . Not so ...
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