The Beauties of Shakespeare, Volume 1T. Y. Crowell, 1984 |
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... thee : volumes of report Run with these false and most contrarious quests Upon thy doings : thousand escapes1 of wit Make thee the father of their idle dreams And rack thee in their fancies . SOUND SLEEP . As fast lock'd up in sleep as ...
... thee : volumes of report Run with these false and most contrarious quests Upon thy doings : thousand escapes1 of wit Make thee the father of their idle dreams And rack thee in their fancies . SOUND SLEEP . As fast lock'd up in sleep as ...
Page 101
... thee berries ; I'll fish for thee and get thee wood enough . A plague upon the tyrant that I serve ! I'll bear him no more sticks , but follow thee , Thou wondrous man . I prithee , let me bring thee where crabs grow ; And I with my ...
... thee berries ; I'll fish for thee and get thee wood enough . A plague upon the tyrant that I serve ! I'll bear him no more sticks , but follow thee , Thou wondrous man . I prithee , let me bring thee where crabs grow ; And I with my ...
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... thee from the boar's annoy ! Live , and beget a happy race of kings ! Edward's unhappy sons do bid thee flourish . Enter the Ghost of LADY ANNE . Ghost . [ To Richard . ] Richard , thy wife , that wretched Anne thy wife , That never ...
... thee from the boar's annoy ! Live , and beget a happy race of kings ! Edward's unhappy sons do bid thee flourish . Enter the Ghost of LADY ANNE . Ghost . [ To Richard . ] Richard , thy wife , that wretched Anne thy wife , That never ...
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