The Plays of William Shakespeare, Volumul 2 |
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Pagina 43
Good now , hold thy tongue . Dro . E. Nay , rather persuade him to hold his hands . Ant . E. Thou whoreson , senseless villain ! Dro . E. I would I were senseless , sir , that I might not feel your blows . Ant . E. Thou art sensible in ...
Good now , hold thy tongue . Dro . E. Nay , rather persuade him to hold his hands . Ant . E. Thou whoreson , senseless villain ! Dro . E. I would I were senseless , sir , that I might not feel your blows . Ant . E. Thou art sensible in ...
Pagina 401
Hold thy peace , thou knave , knight ? I shall be constrain'd in't to call thee knave , knight . Sir A. ' Tis not the first time I have constrain d one to call me knave . Begin , fool ; it begins , holdthy peace . Clo .
Hold thy peace , thou knave , knight ? I shall be constrain'd in't to call thee knave , knight . Sir A. ' Tis not the first time I have constrain d one to call me knave . Begin , fool ; it begins , holdthy peace . Clo .
Pagina 407
Once more , Cesario , Get thee to yon ' same sovereign cruelty : Tell her , my love , more noble than the world , Prizes not quantity of dirty lands ; The parts that fortune hath bestow'd upon her , Tell her , I hold as giddily as ...
Once more , Cesario , Get thee to yon ' same sovereign cruelty : Tell her , my love , more noble than the world , Prizes not quantity of dirty lands ; The parts that fortune hath bestow'd upon her , Tell her , I hold as giddily as ...
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