Twenty of the Plays of Shakespeare: The most excellent tragedie of Romeo and Iuliet. 1597. The most lamentable |
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Now by the stocke and honor of my kin , To strike him dead I hold it for no sin . Ca. Why how now cosen , wherefore storm you so . Ti . Vncle this is a Mountague our foe , A villaine that is hether come in spight , To mocke at our ...
Now by the stocke and honor of my kin , To strike him dead I hold it for no sin . Ca. Why how now cosen , wherefore storm you so . Ti . Vncle this is a Mountague our foe , A villaine that is hether come in spight , To mocke at our ...
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Who , Romeo ? why he is alreadie dead : stabd with a white wenches blacke eye , shot thorough the eare with a loue fong , the verie pinne of his heart cleft with the blinde bowboyes but - shaft . And is he a man to encounter Tybalt ?
Who , Romeo ? why he is alreadie dead : stabd with a white wenches blacke eye , shot thorough the eare with a loue fong , the verie pinne of his heart cleft with the blinde bowboyes but - shaft . And is he a man to encounter Tybalt ?
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Ah Romeo Romeo braue Mercutio is dead , That gallant spirit hath aspir'd the cloudes , Which too vntimely scornd the lowly earth . Rom . This daies black fate , on more daies doth depend This but begins what other dayes must end .
Ah Romeo Romeo braue Mercutio is dead , That gallant spirit hath aspir'd the cloudes , Which too vntimely scornd the lowly earth . Rom . This daies black fate , on more daies doth depend This but begins what other dayes must end .
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I , I , the cordes : alacke we are vndone , We are vndone , ladie we are vndone . Iul . What diuell art thou that torments me thus ? Nurs . Alack the day , hees dead , hees dead , hees dead , Jul . This torture Mould be roard in dismall ...
I , I , the cordes : alacke we are vndone , We are vndone , ladie we are vndone . Iul . What diuell art thou that torments me thus ? Nurs . Alack the day , hees dead , hees dead , hees dead , Jul . This torture Mould be roard in dismall ...
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What storme is this that blowes so contrarie , Is Tybalt dead , and Romeo murdered : My deare loude coufen , and my dearest lord . Then let the trumpet found a generall doome , These two being dead , then living is there none . Nur .
What storme is this that blowes so contrarie , Is Tybalt dead , and Romeo murdered : My deare loude coufen , and my dearest lord . Then let the trumpet found a generall doome , These two being dead , then living is there none . Nur .
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