The Dramatic Works of William Shakespeare: From the Text of Johnson, Steevens, and Reed |
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He has killed me , mother : I take my leave at once . j ' [ ezit Rosse . Run away , I pray you . [ dice L. Macd . Sirrah , your father's dead ; a [ exit Lady Macduff , crying murder . And what will you do now ? how will you live ?
He has killed me , mother : I take my leave at once . j ' [ ezit Rosse . Run away , I pray you . [ dice L. Macd . Sirrah , your father's dead ; a [ exit Lady Macduff , crying murder . And what will you do now ? how will you live ?
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Now follows , that you know , young Fortin- | Tis not alone my inky cloak , good mother , Holding a weak supposal of our worth ; ( bras , — Nor customary suits of solemn black , Or thinking , by our Jate dear brother's death , Nor windy ...
Now follows , that you know , young Fortin- | Tis not alone my inky cloak , good mother , Holding a weak supposal of our worth ; ( bras , — Nor customary suits of solemn black , Or thinking , by our Jate dear brother's death , Nor windy ...
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Hyperion to a satyr : so loving to my mother , Hor . Two nights together had these gentlemen , That he might not beteem the winds of heaven Marcellus and Bernardo , on their watch , Visit her face too roughly . Heaven and earth !
Hyperion to a satyr : so loving to my mother , Hor . Two nights together had these gentlemen , That he might not beteem the winds of heaven Marcellus and Bernardo , on their watch , Visit her face too roughly . Heaven and earth !
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No , good mother , here's metal more P. King . Full thirty times hath Ph©¡bus ' cart attractive . Pol . O ho ! do you mark that ? { to the King . Neptune's salt wash , and Tellus ' orbed ground ; Ham . Lady , shall I lie in your lap ?
No , good mother , here's metal more P. King . Full thirty times hath Ph©¡bus ' cart attractive . Pol . O ho ! do you mark that ? { to the King . Neptune's salt wash , and Tellus ' orbed ground ; Ham . Lady , shall I lie in your lap ?
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The queen , your mother , in most great and presently . affliction of spirit , hath sent me to you . Ham . Do you see yonder cloud , that's ... Methinks , it is like a weasel . me a wholesome answer , I will do your mother's Pol .
The queen , your mother , in most great and presently . affliction of spirit , hath sent me to you . Ham . Do you see yonder cloud , that's ... Methinks , it is like a weasel . me a wholesome answer , I will do your mother's Pol .
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