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Corn . How now , my noble friend ? since I came hither , Which I can call but now
, I have heard ftrange news . Reg . If it be true , all vengeance comes too short ,
Which can pursue th ' offender ; how does my lord ? Glo . O Madam , my old heart
...
Corn . How now , my noble friend ? since I came hither , Which I can call but now
, I have heard ftrange news . Reg . If it be true , all vengeance comes too short ,
Which can pursue th ' offender ; how does my lord ? Glo . O Madam , my old heart
...
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Corn . Thou art a strange fellow ; a tailor make a man ? Kent . I , a tailor , Sir ; a
stone - cutter , or a painter could not have made him so ill , tho ' they had been
but two hours o'th ' trade . Corn . Speak yet , how grew your quarrel ? Stew .
Corn . Thou art a strange fellow ; a tailor make a man ? Kent . I , a tailor , Sir ; a
stone - cutter , or a painter could not have made him so ill , tho ' they had been
but two hours o'th ' trade . Corn . Speak yet , how grew your quarrel ? Stew .
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7 1 Corn . What was th ' offence Stow . I never gave him an It pleas'd the King his
master To strike at me upon his miso When he conjunct , and late Tript me behind
; being dow And put upon him such a dea That worthied him ; got prai For him ...
7 1 Corn . What was th ' offence Stow . I never gave him an It pleas'd the King his
master To strike at me upon his miso When he conjunct , and late Tript me behind
; being dow And put upon him such a dea That worthied him ; got prai For him ...
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Corn . Get horses for your mistress . Gon , Farewel , sweet lord , and fifter . Exeunt
Gon . and Edm ; Carn . Edmund , farewel : - go feek the traitor Glo'fter ; Pinion him
like a thief , bring him before us : Though well we may not pass upon his life ...
Corn . Get horses for your mistress . Gon , Farewel , sweet lord , and fifter . Exeunt
Gon . and Edm ; Carn . Edmund , farewel : - go feek the traitor Glo'fter ; Pinion him
like a thief , bring him before us : Though well we may not pass upon his life ...
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One fide will mock another ; th ' other too . Corn . If you see vengeance Serv .
Hold your hand , my lord : I've serv'd you , ever fince I was a child ; But better
service have I never done you , Than now to bid you hold . Reg . How now , you
dog ?
One fide will mock another ; th ' other too . Corn . If you see vengeance Serv .
Hold your hand , my lord : I've serv'd you , ever fince I was a child ; But better
service have I never done you , Than now to bid you hold . Reg . How now , you
dog ?
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Bibliographic information
| Title | The Works of Shakespeare, Volume 6 The Works of Shakespeare, William Shakespeare |
| Author | William Shakespeare |
| Publisher | J. and P. Knapton, 1752 |
| Original from | the New York Public Library |
| Digitized | 3 Apr 2007 |
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