The Beauties of Shakespeare, Volume 1T. Y. Crowell, 1984 |
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Page 12
... Lord . Indeed , my lord , The melancholy Jaques grieves at that ; And , in that kind , swears you do more usurp Than doth your brother that hath banish'd you . To - day , my lord of Amiens , and myself , Did steal behind him as he lay ...
... Lord . Indeed , my lord , The melancholy Jaques grieves at that ; And , in that kind , swears you do more usurp Than doth your brother that hath banish'd you . To - day , my lord of Amiens , and myself , Did steal behind him as he lay ...
Page 93
... lord , thy life , thy keeper , Thy head , thy sovereign ; one that cares for thee , And for thy maintenance commits his body To painful labour both by sea and land , To watch the night in storms , the day in cold , Whilst thou liest ...
... lord , thy life , thy keeper , Thy head , thy sovereign ; one that cares for thee , And for thy maintenance commits his body To painful labour both by sea and land , To watch the night in storms , the day in cold , Whilst thou liest ...
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... Lord , Lord ! methought , what pain it was to drown ! What dreadful noise of waters in mine ears ! What ugly sights of death within mine eyes ! Methought I saw a thousand fearful wrecks ; Ten thousand men that fishes gnaw'd upon ...
... Lord , Lord ! methought , what pain it was to drown ! What dreadful noise of waters in mine ears ! What ugly sights of death within mine eyes ! Methought I saw a thousand fearful wrecks ; Ten thousand men that fishes gnaw'd upon ...
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