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-See how superior he is to his infirmities ; such a soul ought to have a better body
. Enter MERCURY with Lord CHALKSTONE . Lord Cbalk . Not so fast , monsieur
Mercury — you are a little too nimble for me . Well , Bowman , have you found ...
-See how superior he is to his infirmities ; such a soul ought to have a better body
. Enter MERCURY with Lord CHALKSTONE . Lord Cbalk . Not so fast , monsieur
Mercury — you are a little too nimble for me . Well , Bowman , have you found ...
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cookery , to save the souls and bodies of the whole college of physicians Esop .
... I beg your pardon there , Sir ; though my body's impaired - my head is as good
as ever it was ; and as a proof of this 111 lay you a hundred guineasEsop .
cookery , to save the souls and bodies of the whole college of physicians Esop .
... I beg your pardon there , Sir ; though my body's impaired - my head is as good
as ever it was ; and as a proof of this 111 lay you a hundred guineasEsop .
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What less than death can be the prince's doom + Fri. A gentler judgment vanish'd
froin his lips , Not body's death , but body's banishment . Rom . Ha ! banishment ?
be merciful , say death ; For exile hath more terror in his look , Much more than ...
What less than death can be the prince's doom + Fri. A gentler judgment vanish'd
froin his lips , Not body's death , but body's banishment . Rom . Ha ! banishment ?
be merciful , say death ; For exile hath more terror in his look , Much more than ...
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Hollow your body more sir , thus . Now , stand ' fast o'your left leg , note your
distance , keep your due proportion of time - Oh , you disorder your point most
irregularly ! Come , put on your cloke ; and we'll go to some private piace , where
you ...
Hollow your body more sir , thus . Now , stand ' fast o'your left leg , note your
distance , keep your due proportion of time - Oh , you disorder your point most
irregularly ! Come , put on your cloke ; and we'll go to some private piace , where
you ...
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A whorson fithy slave , a dung - worm , an excrement ! body of Cesar , but that I
scorn to let forth so mean a spirit , I'd have stabb'd him to the earth . Well . Marry ,
the law forbid , sir . Bob . By Pbaraob's foot , I would have done it . [ Exit . Step .
A whorson fithy slave , a dung - worm , an excrement ! body of Cesar , but that I
scorn to let forth so mean a spirit , I'd have stabb'd him to the earth . Well . Marry ,
the law forbid , sir . Bob . By Pbaraob's foot , I would have done it . [ Exit . Step .
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