The Works of Shakespeare, 4±ÇMacmillan and Company, limited, 1899 |
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... sleep , can breed me quiet ? Here pleasures court mine eyes , and mine eyes shun them , And danger , which I fear'd , is at Antioch , Whose arm seems far too short to hit me here : Yet neither pleasure's art can joy my spirits , Nor yet ...
... sleep , can breed me quiet ? Here pleasures court mine eyes , and mine eyes shun them , And danger , which I fear'd , is at Antioch , Whose arm seems far too short to hit me here : Yet neither pleasure's art can joy my spirits , Nor yet ...
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... sleep out of mine eyes , blood from my cheeks , Musings into my mind , with thousand doubts How I might stop this tempest ere it came ; And finding little comfort to relieve them , I thought it princely charity to grieve them . Hel ...
... sleep out of mine eyes , blood from my cheeks , Musings into my mind , with thousand doubts How I might stop this tempest ere it came ; And finding little comfort to relieve them , I thought it princely charity to grieve them . Hel ...
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... get you to 70 80 90 bed . ACT III . [ Exeunt . Enter GOWER . Gow . Now sleep yslaked hath the rout ; No din but snores the house about , 1. yslaked , laid to rest . Made louder by the o'er - fed breast Of this 54 Pericles ACT III.
... get you to 70 80 90 bed . ACT III . [ Exeunt . Enter GOWER . Gow . Now sleep yslaked hath the rout ; No din but snores the house about , 1. yslaked , laid to rest . Made louder by the o'er - fed breast Of this 54 Pericles ACT III.
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... sleep Did mock sad fools withal : this cannot be : My daughter's buried . bred ? Well where were you I'll hear you more , to the bottom of your story , And never interrupt you . Mar. You scorn : believe me , ' twere best I did give o'er ...
... sleep Did mock sad fools withal : this cannot be : My daughter's buried . bred ? Well where were you I'll hear you more , to the bottom of your story , And never interrupt you . Mar. You scorn : believe me , ' twere best I did give o'er ...
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... sleep . Mar. What is your title ? First , sir , I pray , Per . I am Pericles of Tyre : but tell me now My drown'd queen's name , as in the rest you said Thou hast been godlike perfect , the heir of kingdoms And another like to Pericles ...
... sleep . Mar. What is your title ? First , sir , I pray , Per . I am Pericles of Tyre : but tell me now My drown'd queen's name , as in the rest you said Thou hast been godlike perfect , the heir of kingdoms And another like to Pericles ...
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