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Ant . O , out of that no hope , What great hope have you ! no hope , that Musick . Re - enler Ariel , invisible . way , Another way so high an hope , that even Ari . My master through his art foresces the danger Ambition cannot pierce a ...
Ant . O , out of that no hope , What great hope have you ! no hope , that Musick . Re - enler Ariel , invisible . way , Another way so high an hope , that even Ari . My master through his art foresces the danger Ambition cannot pierce a ...
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I hope now , thou art not drowned . Is the storm This is a very scurvy tune to sing at a man's funeral : over - blown ? I hid me under the dead moon - calf's Well , here's my comfort . [ Drinks . gaberdine , for fear of the storm : And ...
I hope now , thou art not drowned . Is the storm This is a very scurvy tune to sing at a man's funeral : over - blown ? I hid me under the dead moon - calf's Well , here's my comfort . [ Drinks . gaberdine , for fear of the storm : And ...
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Even here I will put off my hope , and keep it Ste . Is it so brave a lass ? No longer for my flatterer : he is drown'd , Cal . Ay , lord ; she will become thy bed , I war- Whom thus we stray to find ; and the sea mocks rant ...
Even here I will put off my hope , and keep it Ste . Is it so brave a lass ? No longer for my flatterer : he is drown'd , Cal . Ay , lord ; she will become thy bed , I war- Whom thus we stray to find ; and the sea mocks rant ...
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As I hope And with each end of thy blue bow dost crown For quiet days , fair issue , and long life , My bosky acres , and my unshrubb'd down , With such love as ' tis now ; the murkiest den , Rich scarf to my proud earth ; Why hath thy ...
As I hope And with each end of thy blue bow dost crown For quiet days , fair issue , and long life , My bosky acres , and my unshrubb'd down , With such love as ' tis now ; the murkiest den , Rich scarf to my proud earth ; Why hath thy ...
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The least whereof would quell a lover's hope , 1 Out . Have you the tongues ? Yet , spaniel - like , the more she spurns my love , Val . My youthful travel therein made me happy ; | The more it grows , and fawneth on her still .
The least whereof would quell a lover's hope , 1 Out . Have you the tongues ? Yet , spaniel - like , the more she spurns my love , Val . My youthful travel therein made me happy ; | The more it grows , and fawneth on her still .
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| Title | The Plays of William Shakspeare |
| Author | William Shakespeare |
| Publisher | Longman, 1880 |
| Original from | Princeton University |
| Digitized | 4 May 2010 |
| Length | 960 pages |
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