The Works of Shakespeare, Том 6J. and P. Knapton, 1752 |
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... He'll shape his old course in a country new . [ Exit Enter Glo'fter , with France and Burgundy , and Attendants . Glo . Here's France and Burgundy , my noble lord . " Lear . t Lear . My lord of Burgundy , We firft до King LEAR .
... He'll shape his old course in a country new . [ Exit Enter Glo'fter , with France and Burgundy , and Attendants . Glo . Here's France and Burgundy , my noble lord . " Lear . t Lear . My lord of Burgundy , We firft до King LEAR .
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... noble Burgundy , When the was dear to us , we held her fo ; But now her price is fall'n : Sir , there fhe ftands , If aught within that little feeming fubftance , Or all of it with our difpleasure piec'd , And nothing more , may fitly ...
... noble Burgundy , When the was dear to us , we held her fo ; But now her price is fall'n : Sir , there fhe ftands , If aught within that little feeming fubftance , Or all of it with our difpleasure piec'd , And nothing more , may fitly ...
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... noble Burgundy . [ Flourish . Exeunt Lear and Burgundy . France . Bid farewel to your fifters . Cor . Ye jewels of our father , with wash'd eyes Cordelia leaves you : I know what you are , And , like a fifter , am most loth to call Your ...
... noble Burgundy . [ Flourish . Exeunt Lear and Burgundy . France . Bid farewel to your fifters . Cor . Ye jewels of our father , with wash'd eyes Cordelia leaves you : I know what you are , And , like a fifter , am most loth to call Your ...
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... noble and true - hearted Kent banish'd ! his offence , Honefty . ' Tis ftrange . [ Exit . Manet Edmund . Edm . This is the excellent foppery of the world , that , when we are fick in fortune , ( often the furfeits of our own behaviour ) ...
... noble and true - hearted Kent banish'd ! his offence , Honefty . ' Tis ftrange . [ Exit . Manet Edmund . Edm . This is the excellent foppery of the world , that , when we are fick in fortune , ( often the furfeits of our own behaviour ) ...
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... noble , Whofe nature is so far from doing harms , That he fufpects none ; on whofe foolish honefty My practices ride eafie : I fee the business . Let me , if not by birth , have lands by wit ; All with me's meet , that I can fashion fit ...
... noble , Whofe nature is so far from doing harms , That he fufpects none ; on whofe foolish honefty My practices ride eafie : I fee the business . Let me , if not by birth , have lands by wit ; All with me's meet , that I can fashion fit ...
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