The Works of Shakespeare: in Eight Volumes, Том 8H. Woodfall, 1767 |
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... moor ? ha ! have you eyes ? You cannot call it Love ; for , at your age , The hey - day in the blood is tame , it's humble , And waits upon the judgment ; and what judgment Would step from this to this ? Senfe , fure , you have , ( 50 ) ...
... moor ? ha ! have you eyes ? You cannot call it Love ; for , at your age , The hey - day in the blood is tame , it's humble , And waits upon the judgment ; and what judgment Would step from this to this ? Senfe , fure , you have , ( 50 ) ...
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... . Go , bid the foldiers shoot . [ Exeunt , marching : after which , a peal of Ordnance is fbet off . L 3 OTHELLO , THE Moor of VENICE . L 4 Dramatis HAMLET , Prince of Denmark . 245 [Exeunt, marching: after which, a peal ...
... . Go , bid the foldiers shoot . [ Exeunt , marching : after which , a peal of Ordnance is fbet off . L 3 OTHELLO , THE Moor of VENICE . L 4 Dramatis HAMLET , Prince of Denmark . 245 [Exeunt, marching: after which, a peal ...
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William Shakespeare Mr. Theobald (Lewis). OTHELLO , THE Moor of VENICE . L 4 Dramatis Perfonæ . DUKE of Venice . Brabantio , a.
William Shakespeare Mr. Theobald (Lewis). OTHELLO , THE Moor of VENICE . L 4 Dramatis Perfonæ . DUKE of Venice . Brabantio , a.
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... Moor , General for the Venetians in Cyprus . Caffio , his Lieutenant - General . Jago , Standard - bearer to Othello . Rodorigo , a foolish Gentleman , in love with Desdemona . Montano , the Moor's Predeceffor in the Government of ...
... Moor , General for the Venetians in Cyprus . Caffio , his Lieutenant - General . Jago , Standard - bearer to Othello . Rodorigo , a foolish Gentleman , in love with Desdemona . Montano , the Moor's Predeceffor in the Government of ...
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William Shakespeare Mr. Theobald (Lewis). OTHELLO , ( 1 ) The Moor of VENICE . ACT I SCENE , a Street in VENICE .. N Enter Rodorigo and Iago .. RODORIGO . EVER tell me , I take it much unkindly , . That thou , lago , who haft had my ...
William Shakespeare Mr. Theobald (Lewis). OTHELLO , ( 1 ) The Moor of VENICE . ACT I SCENE , a Street in VENICE .. N Enter Rodorigo and Iago .. RODORIGO . EVER tell me , I take it much unkindly , . That thou , lago , who haft had my ...
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Сторінка 185 - Could you on this fair mountain leave to feed, And batten on this moor? Ha! have you eyes? You cannot call it love, for at your age The hey-day in the blood is tame, it's humble, And waits upon the judgment; and what judgment Would step from this to this?
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