The Works of Shakespeare in Seven Volumes, Том 6A. Bettesworth and C. Hitch, 1733 |
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... thought on in this State , That could be brought to bodily act , ere Rome Had circumvention ? ' tis not four days gone , Since I heard thence - these are the words I think , I have the letter here ; yes - here it CORIOLANUS . 13.
... thought on in this State , That could be brought to bodily act , ere Rome Had circumvention ? ' tis not four days gone , Since I heard thence - these are the words I think , I have the letter here ; yes - here it CORIOLANUS . 13.
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... thoughts ; Which makes me fweat with wrath . Come on , my fellows ; He that retires , I'll take him for à Volfcian , And he fhall feel mine edge . [ Alarum ; the Romans beat back to their Trenches . Re - enter Marcius . Mar. ( 5 ) All ...
... thoughts ; Which makes me fweat with wrath . Come on , my fellows ; He that retires , I'll take him for à Volfcian , And he fhall feel mine edge . [ Alarum ; the Romans beat back to their Trenches . Re - enter Marcius . Mar. ( 5 ) All ...
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... and conveys too the Poet's Thought , that Marcius was as found in Limb , as when he went a Wooing ; and as merry in Heart , as when going to Bed to his Bride . By By th ' blood w'ave fhed together , by the 24 CORIOLANUS .
... and conveys too the Poet's Thought , that Marcius was as found in Limb , as when he went a Wooing ; and as merry in Heart , as when going to Bed to his Bride . By By th ' blood w'ave fhed together , by the 24 CORIOLANUS .
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... Thought feems to be " This . If Drums and Trumpets change their Nature prepofterously , " let Camps do fo too : And in the latter part of the Sentence , the E- " mendation feems to give a particular Beauty to the Expreffion . He " had ...
... Thought feems to be " This . If Drums and Trumpets change their Nature prepofterously , " let Camps do fo too : And in the latter part of the Sentence , the E- " mendation feems to give a particular Beauty to the Expreffion . He " had ...
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... thought to crush him in an equal force , True Sword to Sword ; I'll potch at him fome way , Or wrath , or craft may get him . Sol . He's the Devil . Auf . Bolder , tho ' not fo fubtle : my valour ( poison'd , With only fuffering ftain ...
... thought to crush him in an equal force , True Sword to Sword ; I'll potch at him fome way , Or wrath , or craft may get him . Sol . He's the Devil . Auf . Bolder , tho ' not fo fubtle : my valour ( poison'd , With only fuffering ftain ...
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