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Page 32
No , ' faith , is't not , Kate : but thy in broken music ; for thy voice is music , and
speaking of my tongue , and I thine , most truly thy English broken : therefore ,
queen of all , falsely , must needs be granted to be much at Katharine , break thy
mind ...
No , ' faith , is't not , Kate : but thy in broken music ; for thy voice is music , and
speaking of my tongue , and I thine , most truly thy English broken : therefore ,
queen of all , falsely , must needs be granted to be much at Katharine , break thy
mind ...
Page 100
And , brother , here's the earl of Wilt- And thine , lord Clifford ; and you both have
shire's blood , [ To York , showing his . vow'd revenge Whom I encounter'd as the
battles join'd . On him , his sons , his favourites , and his friends . Rich .
And , brother , here's the earl of Wilt- And thine , lord Clifford ; and you both have
shire's blood , [ To York , showing his . vow'd revenge Whom I encounter'd as the
battles join'd . On him , his sons , his favourites , and his friends . Rich .
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And mine , with her's , and thine , and And here , to pledge my vow , I give my
hand . Margaret's . [ He gives his hand to Warwick . Therefore , at last , I firmly am
resolv'd , K. Lew . Why stay we now ? These soldiers You shall have aid . shall be
...
And mine , with her's , and thine , and And here , to pledge my vow , I give my
hand . Margaret's . [ He gives his hand to Warwick . Therefore , at last , I firmly am
resolv'd , K. Lew . Why stay we now ? These soldiers You shall have aid . shall be
...
Page 136
Was never true . Glo . Thine eyes , sweet lady , have infected Anne . Well , well ,
put up your sword . mine . Glo . Say then , my peace is made . Anne . ' Would they
were basilisks , to strike Anne . That shall you know thee dead ! Hereafter . Glo .
Was never true . Glo . Thine eyes , sweet lady , have infected Anne . Well , well ,
put up your sword . mine . Glo . Say then , my peace is made . Anne . ' Would they
were basilisks , to strike Anne . That shall you know thee dead ! Hereafter . Glo .
Page 258
When I have laid proud Athens on s thine heap , Hath in her more destruction
than thy sword , T'im . Warr'st thou ' gainst Athens ? For all her cherubin look .
Alcib . Ay , Timon , and have cause . Phry . Thy lips rot off ! Tim . The gods
confound ...
When I have laid proud Athens on s thine heap , Hath in her more destruction
than thy sword , T'im . Warr'st thou ' gainst Athens ? For all her cherubin look .
Alcib . Ay , Timon , and have cause . Phry . Thy lips rot off ! Tim . The gods
confound ...
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| Title | The Plays of Shakspeare, Volume 2 The Plays of Shakspeare, William Shakespeare |
| Author | William Shakespeare |
| Publisher | Hurst, Robinson, and Company, 1819 |
| Original from | the New York Public Library |
| Digitized | 30 Dec 2006 |
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