The Plays of William Shakspeare: Accurately Printed from the Text of the Corrected Copy Left by the Late George Steevens ... |
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I do not love to look on . ' Tis a villain , sir , Pro . But , as ' tis , We cannot miss ! him : he does make our fire , Fetch in our wood ; and serves in offices That profit us . What , ho ! slave ! Caliban !
I do not love to look on . ' Tis a villain , sir , Pro . But , as ' tis , We cannot miss ! him : he does make our fire , Fetch in our wood ; and serves in offices That profit us . What , ho ! slave ! Caliban !
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... it looks about ! Believe me , sir , It carries a brave form : -But ' tis a spirit . Pro . No , wench ; it eats and sleeps , and hath such senses As we have , such : this gallant which thou seest Was in the wreck ; and but he's ...
... it looks about ! Believe me , sir , It carries a brave form : -But ' tis a spirit . Pro . No , wench ; it eats and sleeps , and hath such senses As we have , such : this gallant which thou seest Was in the wreck ; and but he's ...
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Look , he's winding up the watch of his wit ; by and by it will strike . Gon . Sir . Seb . One : -Tell . Gon . When every grief is entertain'd , that's offer'd , Comes to the entertainerSeb . A dollar . Gon .
Look , he's winding up the watch of his wit ; by and by it will strike . Gon . Sir . Seb . One : -Tell . Gon . When every grief is entertain'd , that's offer'd , Comes to the entertainerSeb . A dollar . Gon .
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Ant . True ; save means to live . Seb . Of that there's none , or little . Gon . How lush and lusty the grass looks ! how green ! Ant . The ground , indeed , is tawny . Seb . With an eyes of green in't . Ant . He misses not much . Seb .
Ant . True ; save means to live . Seb . Of that there's none , or little . Gon . How lush and lusty the grass looks ! how green ! Ant . The ground , indeed , is tawny . Seb . With an eyes of green in't . Ant . He misses not much . Seb .
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Ant . True : And look , how well my garments sit upon me ; Much feater than before : my brother's servants Were then my fellows , now they are my men . Seb . But , for your conscienceAnt . Ay , sir ; where lies that ? if it were a kibe ...
Ant . True : And look , how well my garments sit upon me ; Much feater than before : my brother's servants Were then my fellows , now they are my men . Seb . But , for your conscienceAnt . Ay , sir ; where lies that ? if it were a kibe ...
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