The British Theatre: Or, A Collection of Plays which are Acted at the Theatres Royal, Drury Lane, Covent Garden and Haymarket, المجلد 5 |
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You are three , That Rome should dote on : yet , by the faith of men , We've some old crabtrees here at home , that will not Be grafted to your relish . Yet , welcome , warriors ! We call a nettle , but a nettle ; and The faults of ...
You are three , That Rome should dote on : yet , by the faith of men , We've some old crabtrees here at home , that will not Be grafted to your relish . Yet , welcome , warriors ! We call a nettle , but a nettle ; and The faults of ...
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You are goodly things , --- you voices ! You have made Good work , you and your cry But here's Cominius ; he will tell you news . Enter COMINIUS , and Senators . Have you prevail'd ? Will he have mercy on us ? What hope has Rome yet ?
You are goodly things , --- you voices ! You have made Good work , you and your cry But here's Cominius ; he will tell you news . Enter COMINIUS , and Senators . Have you prevail'd ? Will he have mercy on us ? What hope has Rome yet ?
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I will obtain them such a peace As thou dost never ask ; a perfect union Of their whole nation with imperial Rome , In all her privileges , all her rights ; By the just gods , I will . — What would'st thou more ?
I will obtain them such a peace As thou dost never ask ; a perfect union Of their whole nation with imperial Rome , In all her privileges , all her rights ; By the just gods , I will . — What would'st thou more ?
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ARIEL bear better Brain bring brother Cash Cassio Clown comes CORIOLANUS Dame dear Desdemona devil dost Duke Emil Enter Exeunt Exit eyes fair faith father fear follow fool fortune give gone hand hast hath hear heard heart Heaven hold honour hope hour I'll i'the Iago keep kind Kite lady leave live look lord madam Marcius Maria Marry Master mean mind monster Moor nature never night noble Oliv once peace play poor pray present reason Rome SCENE servant serve sister soul speak spirit stand Step sure sweet sword tell thee there's thing thou thought told true Viola voices What's wife young