Twenty of the Plays of Shakespeare: The most excellent tragedie of Romeo and Iuliet. 1597. The most lamentable |
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Come Capulet come you along with me , And Mountague , come you this afternoone , To know our farther pleasure in this cafe , To old free towne our common iudgement place , Once more on paine of death each man depart . M. wife .
Come Capulet come you along with me , And Mountague , come you this afternoone , To know our farther pleasure in this cafe , To old free towne our common iudgement place , Once more on paine of death each man depart . M. wife .
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Well goe thy waies , God marke thee for his grace , thou wert the prettiest babe that euer I nurft , might I but liue to fee thee married once , I haue my wish . Wife . And that fame marriage nurce , is the theame I meant to talke of ...
Well goe thy waies , God marke thee for his grace , thou wert the prettiest babe that euer I nurft , might I but liue to fee thee married once , I haue my wish . Wife . And that fame marriage nurce , is the theame I meant to talke of ...
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I meane fir in delay , We burne our lights by night , like lampes by day , Take our good meaning for our iudgement fits Three times a day , ere once in her right wits . Rom . So we meane well by going to this maske : But tis no wit to ...
I meane fir in delay , We burne our lights by night , like lampes by day , Take our good meaning for our iudgement fits Three times a day , ere once in her right wits . Rom . So we meane well by going to this maske : But tis no wit to ...
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This is the verie Mab that plats the manes of horses in the night , And plats the Elfelocks in foule fluttish haire , Which once vntangled much misfortune breedes . Rom . Peace , peace , thou talkft of nothing . Mer .
This is the verie Mab that plats the manes of horses in the night , And plats the Elfelocks in foule fluttish haire , Which once vntangled much misfortune breedes . Rom . Peace , peace , thou talkft of nothing . Mer .
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O heauens , O nature , wherefore did you make me , To liue fo vile , fo wretched as I fhall . Cap . O heere she lies that was our hope , our ioy , And being dead , dead forrow nips vs all . All at once cry out and wring their hands .
O heauens , O nature , wherefore did you make me , To liue fo vile , fo wretched as I fhall . Cap . O heere she lies that was our hope , our ioy , And being dead , dead forrow nips vs all . All at once cry out and wring their hands .
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againe againſt backe beare beauty better Caffio comes daughter dead deare death doth downe earth Enter euen euery Exeunt Exit eyes face faire fall father feare felfe fhall fight fome fortune foule fpeake fuch fweet giue gone grace Hamlet hand hath haue head heare heart heauen heere helpe hold Hora houre Iuliet keepe kind King lady leaue Leir light liue looke lord loue married matter meanes mind moft morrow moſt mother muſt nature neuer night once play poore pray queene Romeo ſhall ſhe ſhould teares tell thanke thee theſe thine thing thinke thou art thought Tibalt true vnto vpon watch whofe wife wilt