The Plays of William Shakspeare: Accurately Printed from the Text of the Corrected Copy Left by the Late George Steevens ... |
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Stand fast , good fate , to his hanging ! make the rope of his destiny our cable , for our own doth little advantage ! ... Ant . Hang , cur , hang ! you whoreson , insolent noise - maker , we are less afraid to be drowned than thou art ...
Stand fast , good fate , to his hanging ! make the rope of his destiny our cable , for our own doth little advantage ! ... Ant . Hang , cur , hang ! you whoreson , insolent noise - maker , we are less afraid to be drowned than thou art ...
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Hence ; hang not on my garments . Mira . Sir , have pity ; I'll be his surety . Pro . Silence : one word more Shall make me chide thee , if not hate thee . What . An advocate for an impostor ? hush ! Thou think'st , there are no more ...
Hence ; hang not on my garments . Mira . Sir , have pity ; I'll be his surety . Pro . Silence : one word more Shall make me chide thee , if not hate thee . What . An advocate for an impostor ? hush ! Thou think'st , there are no more ...
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... car'd for Kate : For she had a tongue with a tang , Would cry to a sailor , Go , hang : She lov'd not the savour of tar nor of pitch , Yet a tailor might scratch her where'er she did itch : Then to sea , boys , and let her go hang .
... car'd for Kate : For she had a tongue with a tang , Would cry to a sailor , Go , hang : She lov'd not the savour of tar nor of pitch , Yet a tailor might scratch her where'er she did itch : Then to sea , boys , and let her go hang .
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Faith , Sir , you need not fear : When we were boys , Who would believe that there were mountaineers , Dew - lapp'd like bulls , whose throats had hanging at them Wallets of flesh ? or that there were such men , ( 1 ) Show .
Faith , Sir , you need not fear : When we were boys , Who would believe that there were mountaineers , Dew - lapp'd like bulls , whose throats had hanging at them Wallets of flesh ? or that there were such men , ( 1 ) Show .
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And even with such like valour , men hang and drown Their proper selves . You fools ! I and my fellows Are ministers of fate ; the elements Of whom your swords are temper'd , may as well Wound the loud ...
And even with such like valour , men hang and drown Their proper selves . You fools ! I and my fellows Are ministers of fate ; the elements Of whom your swords are temper'd , may as well Wound the loud ...
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