The Works of Shakespeare: In Eight Volumes ; Collated with the Oldest Copies, and Corrected: with Notes, Explanatory, and Critical, Band 7C. Hitch and L. Hawes, H. Lintot, J. and R. Tonson, J. Hodges, B. Dod, J. Rivington, M. and T. Longman, J. Brindley, C. Corbet, and T. Caslon, 1757 |
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Guid . I'm thoroughly weary . Arv . I'm weak with toil , yet strong in appetite . Guid .
There is cold meat i'th'cave , we'll brouze on that , Whilft what , we've kill'd , be
cook'd . Bel . Stay , come not in [ Looking in , But that it eats our victuals , I should
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Guid . I'm thoroughly weary . Arv . I'm weak with toil , yet strong in appetite . Guid .
There is cold meat i'th'cave , we'll brouze on that , Whilft what , we've kill'd , be
cook'd . Bel . Stay , come not in [ Looking in , But that it eats our victuals , I should
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Guid . Go you to hunting , I'll abide with him . Imo . So fick I am not , yet I am not
well ; But not so citizen a wanton , as To seem to die , ere fick : so please you ,
leave me ; Stick to your journal course ; the breach of custom Is breach of all .
Guid . Go you to hunting , I'll abide with him . Imo . So fick I am not , yet I am not
well ; But not so citizen a wanton , as To seem to die , ere fick : so please you ,
leave me ; Stick to your journal course ; the breach of custom Is breach of all .
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Guid . I do note , That grief and patience , rooted in him both , Mingle their spurs
together . Arv . Grow , patience ! And let the stinking Elder , Grief , untwine His
perishing root , with the encreasing vine ! Bel . It is great morning . Come , away ...
Guid . I do note , That grief and patience , rooted in him both , Mingle their spurs
together . Arv . Grow , patience ! And let the stinking Elder , Grief , untwine His
perishing root , with the encreasing vine ! Bel . It is great morning . Come , away ...
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Guid . To whom ? to thee ? what art thou have not I An arm as big as thine ? a
heart as big ? Thy words , I grant , are bigger : for I wear not My dagger in my
mouth . Say , what thou art , Why I should yield to thee ? Clot . Thou villain base ...
Guid . To whom ? to thee ? what art thou have not I An arm as big as thine ? a
heart as big ? Thy words , I grant , are bigger : for I wear not My dagger in my
mouth . Say , what thou art , Why I should yield to thee ? Clot . Thou villain base ...
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Guid . Where's my brother ? I have sent Cloten's clot - pole down the stream , In
embassy to his mother ; his body's hostage For his return . [ Solemn mufick . Bel .
My ingenious instrument ! Hark , Paladour ! it sounds : but what occasion Hath ...
Guid . Where's my brother ? I have sent Cloten's clot - pole down the stream , In
embassy to his mother ; his body's hostage For his return . [ Solemn mufick . Bel .
My ingenious instrument ! Hark , Paladour ! it sounds : but what occasion Hath ...
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